Derek merely gazed at her, those lush lips slightly parted, the heaving breasts.
“It’s definitely against the law, but we have our ways of making things legit,” he remarked casually. “Trust me, you’ll end up liking it.”
“Bullshit,” she spat.
Derek merely chuckled.
“Anyways, I’m the President of Major. Mason and I are like brothers, we run this place together, and his problems are my problems. So when dude found out he needed an heir, I decided to help,” he said simply. “We thought up this plan together. We needed a girl, and we were gonna find her, keep her, and get that money.”
“Do you hear what you’re saying?” Katie panted then, eyes wide. “Do you hear how crazy this is? You’re executives of a Fortune 500 company, how can you think this is okay at all? How can you be so cold and calculating? This is crazy! Life’s not all about money!”
I shrugged.
“Call us cold, call us calculating, but this is how business is done and it’s worked for us for years now. We’re forty-five honey, we’ve been running this outfit for twenty years. It’s worked so far, why wouldn’t it work now?”
“Because finding a fiancée isn’t like running a company!” she goggled at us, eyes wide. “Can’t you see that? Or am I in some kind of Twilight Zone?”
I shrugged.
“Why can’t a fake fiancée be planned? Why can’t every step be planned carefully and then executed with precision? It’s worked for us in the past, why can’t it work now?”
Katie looked at me, big brown eyes round. But then she got a hold of herself.
“It can’t,” she said firmly. “Trust me, I’ve never been engaged, but it’s just not the same.”
Derek swooped in immediately.
“Exactly,” he said in a reasonable voice. “You’ve never walked in these shoes, so how could you know?” he asked. “How do you know that a fake marriage can’t be planned precisely, every twist, every wrinkle anticipated and ironed out before it even appears? We’re men who control, honey, and trust me, it’s worked for us so far.”
“Except for the will,” she said woodenly, refusing to look into our eyes now. “That part hasn’t worked out so well.”
Touche. But Derek shrugged his broad shoulders.
“No, we weren’t able to get the will thrown out. But whatever. We’ll work around it, and so far, the plan’s working,” he tossed off casually. “You’re here, at Major Corp., after all, ready to do our bidding.”
Katie’s jaw snapped shut.
“Unlock me and I won’t say a word,” she said in a low voice. “Unlock me, let me out of here, and I promise, I won’t say a word to anyone. You can do whatever you want afterwards, but just let me go.”
I threw my head back and roared with laughter then.
“Haven’t you heard what my partner said?” I asked gently. “You’re already here. We’ve already spent a year tracking you, studying you, measuring everything about you, even things you couldn’t possibly imagine. You’re it, baby girl, you’re it.”
Her mouth snapped shut then, beautiful profile turning away.
“Cat got your tongue honey?” said Derek smoothly.
Those big brown eyes swung back to us, growing wide as she took in our male strength and dominance.
“Let me go,” she said again quietly. “And I promise I’ll never breathe a word of this to anyone.”
Derek shook his head.
“Naw, it’s too late baby girl. Because like we keep saying, we’ve already invested a shit ton, and it’s too late to stop now. We’re not giving up and besides honey, I think you’ll like it. I think you’ll like being our plaything,” he said nodding at me. “It’s sordid, but things could be worse right? At least mofo here is good-looking and in shape.”
She swung big brown eyes to take me in again, mouth opening slightly, the pulse in her neck beating like a butterfly. Shit, Katie wanted me, I could feel the blood boil in my veins. Oh shit, this was gonna be even better than expected.
“You can’t do this to me,” she breathed, never dropping her eyes from mine. “You can’t make me into your sex slave.”
I merely smiled back.
“Who said slave?” I asked mildly. “Slaves are bound against their will. But by the time we’re finished honey, you’re gonna be begging for it.”
And with that, I walked over to the closet and pulled out a v-shaped foam pad, about fifteen inches tall, in a deep purple color.
Katie merely turned wide eyes at me.