“This is Costakis, I want his legs and his arms broken.”
I jumped up off the couch and ran towards him. Okay Paulo was a prick, but it was because of me that he was in this fix. I’m the one that went after him, well that wasn’t entirely true, but I’d used him to make Zared jealous.
“You can’t…” he pointed his finger back towards the couch but I wasn’t about to be stopped. It was one thing for him to punish me, but to punish someone else for my stupidity was wrong, I couldn’t let him do it.
“Please Zared it was my fault, you have to call them back and…”
“Don’t you ever defend that filth to me again.” He seemed to have a fondness for grabbing my chin one handed as he was doing it again now.
“I told you didn’t I? Now go sit down until I’m done here then we’ll talk.”
I slinked back to the couch, but the damnedest thing happened on the way there. In the mirror across the way, I happened to catch the way he was looking at me as I walked away and, oh my.
My knees grew weak and I dropped, more than sat, on the couch. What did it mean, that look? What does it mean when a man looks at your ass and bites into his lip with that hot gaze that could melt steel, or in this case the panties off my ass?
My heart was racing again and I forgot all about my stinging ass as my mind raced with the possibilities. I’ve never seen that look on his face before. In the last few years, we’d hardly been alone together long enough for anything more than him to lay down the law or me to scream something at his head for the last asshole jerk thing he’d done to make my life miserable.
I still didn’t know how he always knew when I’d fucked up, but he always did. There had been times when I’d been glad for it though, like today when I’d been about to make the biggest mistake of my life.
I missed whatever else was going on with him because I was so preoccupied with this new turn of events. That look had to mean something, didn’t it?
“As for you…”
“Huh, what?” I looked up at him as he towered over me. Did he have to be so beautifully perfect all the time? I don’t remember ever seeing him looking anything but hot. It didn’t matter what he was wearing, whether jeans and a polo or a suit like he wore now. Even at home in the mornings, when I would pass him in the hallway and he was coming out of his room fresh from his bed, his hair wild and face sleep soft, he was always the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen.
Chapter 5
ZARED
If she knew the thoughts that were running riot through my head right now, she wouldn’t look at me like that. I’d made the move, so there was no turning back now, but there were still some things that needed to be said before I took this any farther.
The question of whether or not she could take me or handle me was no longer on the table. I let my eyes travel over her small frame; it was going to be a tight fit that’s for sure. My cock was already on board, had been for a long fucking time. I’d been willing to give her time, or so I’d told myself, but she’d forced the issue and I hope to fuck she was prepared for what was coming.
She was mine now; all the way mine. I was sure there would be some murmurs and maybe a few detractors when we got back to the states. I was still her guardian after all, but not even that could put a damper on the fire that burned just beneath the surface; but first things first.
“I warmed up your ass for what you almost did today, but there’s still the issue of how things got that far to begin with. Didn’t I tell you to stay away from him?” I saw the flash of defiance in her eyes before she blinked it away. Always my little fighter; I guess it was going to take a while to tame her little ass to where I wanted her to be. Now that things had changed it was going to be fun taking the gloves off once and for all.
She thinks she knows me, but she’s only known one side of me, the guardian-the protector. She has no idea what it means to be my woman; to wear my mark on her day and night, to carry my scent from being under me constantly.
She’ll learn soon enough, or her ass will pay the price. I have no intentions on taking it easy on her, she had more than enough opportunities to find a nice safe boy her age to play with, instead she did everything in her power to reel me in.
Not that she needed to do too much, I was already on the line, but for her sake I’d been willing to let her…who the fuck am I kidding? I would never have let her marry anyone else, no matter what it took. I would’ve stood in her way because I’m a selfish bastard and the truth is, I’d been fighting myself as well as her, putting a wedge between us because I was afraid had I not done that, I would’ve taken her before the time was right.