Possessed by You

*Warning*

Due to the graphic and adult content, this book is not suitable for a younger reading audience





“What the hell do you think you’re doing here, Evvie?”

My back stiffened as I turned to the familiar but harsh deep voice of my best friend and roommate. Kane Stohl glared at me, his pale eyes hardening as they lowered to the bottles in my arms before meeting my gaze.

I shook my head. “What?”

“Why are you here?” He took the crate from my grasp.

I sighed. “I told you I was looking for a job and this place needed a bartender so here I am.”

Kane narrowed his eyes and placed his hands on his hips. “What the hell do you know about bartending?”

A giggle escaped my lips. He didn’t look so big and tough when he stood in that prissy stance.

He glared.

I bit back a smile and calmed myself before I burst. “I used to make drinks at the parties in college, remember? It’s not that hard.”

His blue eyes softened, his broad shoulders relaxing. “Does your father know that you’re working here?”

My gaze snapped to his and I swallowed hard. “No and he’s not going to find out now is he?”

Kane rolled his eyes and scrubbed a hand down his face. “Who hired you?”

I moved to the counter and continued putting bottles away and shrugged. He was not ruining this for me. “What does it matter?”

“Evvie, who hired you?” he pressed.

I sighed and rose to my full height. “Jake. He was very nice. Said the owner needed some extra help around here now that business has picked up.”

Kane raised an eyebrow. “Did you actually meet the owner?”

I frowned. “No. He’s on vacation or something.”

“Brett doesn’t take vacations,” Kane laughed.

“I dunno. I haven’t met him yet though,” I huffed.

“I’m going to have to talk to Jake,” he mumbled.

I turned to him and placed a hand on his arm. “Kane, don’t you dare mess this up for me. I need this job.”

“Darlin’, there are a million other jobs—”

“What’s wrong with this one?” I asked, placing my hands on my hips. “My father won’t know I work here.”

“What about your brothers?”

My stomach churned. The overprotective men in my life didn’t need to know my every waking move.

“You don’t know the kind of douches that come in here...”

My heart swelled and I wrapped my arms around his middle. “Kane, you’re my best friend and I love you like a brother but sometimes you’re a pain in the ass.”

“Who the hell are you?”

We jumped apart at the hard voice as I saw a tall man approaching us with ease. The air around us became thick as confidence bled from the guy’s pores.

His light brown hair was cut short. My fingers twitched, wanting to run them through the no doubt soft strands.

Our gazes locked and he smirked, making my stomach flip. Oh this guy was dangerous and I had no idea who the hell he was.

He crossed his arms under his chest and glared at me with deep blue eyes. God, he was gorgeous.

“I asked you a question.”

My heart stuttered and I frowned. “I…I’m...”

Kane cleared his throat but the guy ignored him and took a step closer to us.

“Speak up,” he snapped.

Wow...okay... I lifted my chin and took a deep breath. “I’m Evvie Neal. The new bartender.”

The guy’s gaze flicked to Kane’s and he shrugged. Thanks a lot, bestie.

“Who the fuck hired you?” the man asked.

My blood boiled at the tone this guy was taking with me. Who the hell did he think he was? “I don’t know what your problem is asshole but—”

“Welcome to The Red Love, baby.” The guy smirked and with that he walked away.

I gaped. “Who—” My mouth opened and closed and I couldn’t form the words on my tongue.

Kane clapped a hand on my shoulder. “Ignore him.”

“Who the hell was that?”

Kane looked away. “That, darlin’, was Brett MacLean.”

My eyes widened. Brett’s tailored suit hugged curves of a hard body. My stomach twisted at the unexpected flush that ran over me completely. “The owner?” I whispered.

Kane nodded.

I had heard that he had become an asshole but had no idea that he was that bad. Maybe my choice of working there was not a good thing after all.



***



As I wiped the bar down, the hairs on the back of my neck tingled. I knew Brett was watching me. I had been working at The Red Love for weeks, not talking to him again really since the first time we had met. I tried to stay clear of him, which was hard to do since he was the boss. He got under my skin and he damn well knew it too.