“Daddy,” Elsa gasps from the doorway.
“Elsa,” he utters with a shocked look on his face.
“Damn. Where is my assistant?” he snarls. I hide my smug expression because he deserves the scolding even if Elsa doesn’t learn to knock.
“He told me it was just the two of you in here, and I just barged in.”
“Well, then, you will hear things you don’t like,” I say, walking up to my future wife. “What brings you here, love?”
She glares at me and then says, “I wanted to let you know that I have a study session tonight, so I’ll be home late.”
“I thought you weren’t doing that anymore,” my father says. Although she lives with me now, her parents are still involved with her life and I don’t expect that to change too much. Despite his annoyance with me fucking his daughter, I love the man. We’re all tight knit and as soon as we add to our little family, I’m sure they’ll be invading our home for visits.
“I need a little extra help, and besides, Miles is busy until midnight,” she reminds him. It annoys her when I work late, but there isn’t much I can do about it.
“That’s fine, but security will be a little heavier because it’s late,” I informed her.
“That’s okay.” She shrugs her shoulders without giving me any damn grief.
I press my lips on hers and whisper, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” She cradles my jaw, rubbing my stubble. She loves the way it feels, so I keep it short and neat. With a pat, she kisses my lips one more time.
“See you later, Daddy.” She waves goodbye and then walks away. I stop her before she gets to the door when I remember something.
“Did you eat lunch?” I questioned, knowing she’s forgetful when she’s busy.
“Um…not yet, but I will.”
“You better, or you’ll get spanked.” The warning comes with a growling kiss against her temple.
“I will. I promise.” I kiss her again and then send her off.
I walk to the desk and call the front security desk where Kyros is. “Kyros, follow my woman and let me know if she eats.Also, watch that fucking TA of hers. Her other security patrol told me that he was staring at her a little too long.”
“Yes, Sir.” I end the call and look at my godfather as he chuckles.
“What?”
“Nothing. I wondered if you were going to let her get away with that shit.”
“Nope. She dropped that study session for a reason, and my guy told me it was because that asshole was creepy. I’m trying to be understanding and not be overbearing. This is as far as I’ll step back, but if he tries anything, he’ll disappear.”
“You’re nicer than I am.”
“It’s not about him. It’s about making her happy and trusting her choices.”
“Damn, I don’t know who taught you how to be such a good man.” He starts adjusting his suit jacket.
“Whatever. Let’s get to work because I’m sure your wife will be here to drag you away at five exactly.” We work our asses off, closing contracts for the rest of the month as well as managing several problems around the casino and hotel. At five on the dot, Mrs. Martin comes and snags her husband because he is still limited on his work hours. She wants him at a hundred and isn’t letting any one of us get away with shit.
It’s around one in the morning when I get home and slide into bed beside my beautiful fiancée. She looks so peaceful, but I know she’s hiding the truth from me. That bastard is still interested in her and is going to be a problem. I’ll get her a tutor who can keep his or her eyes and hands to themselves. I tried not to interfere, but I won’t tolerate someone lusting after her. Although he’s not touching her physically, his desire is clearto every single one of my men. It won’t be long until he tries something dumb and I have to kill the bastard.
“You’re home,” she whispers sleepily.
My lips brush her hair. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“I missed you, Miles.”
