CHAPTER SEVEN

“Now take a fucking seat” I ground through my teeth.

This time she didn't disobey quickly placing her ass to the chair with a whimper.

This whole time James just looked dazed at the situation that was playing out in front of him, and I’m sure he was thinking of me as the crazy bitch he hates to protect. That thought wiped from my mind as I watched a small smirk tug at the corner of his lips and now, I was the one wondering if he was crazy. I turned my gun on him, the smirk dropping from his face as he covered it with a bite to his bottom lip.

"You" I spoke as seductively as I could possibly muster up with the bucket of nerves I was beginning to feel.

 “Come here" I demanded Sitting down behind my desk and motioning for him to come to me. He bit his cheek in what looked to be an attempt in hiding his smile, I don’t know why but he was enjoying this way more than he should.

That was his girlfriend over there was it not? I Ignored the thought taking my focus back to James who had now reached me, standing tall as he hovered in front of me. 

“Do you find me attractive James?” I asked my head tilting back as I looked up at him.

I wanted an honest response because my next moves where riding on his thoughts.

“I do” he responded bringing his palm to my cheek as he dragged the pad of his thumb across my bottom lip.

“You want to kiss me?” I asked, my eyes not moving from his as I try to read him through them.

He leaned down, placing his lips to mine in answer, I reluctantly closed my eyes at the soft touch.  

“James, what are you?” the woman cried behind us and I pulled away from him as I leaned back in my chair. He ignored her; his full attention was now all mine.

"On your knees handsome" I ordered with a bite of my lip. I don’t know where my confidence had come from, but I swear I was enjoying the thrill of power I was feeling. 

I have never done anything like this in my entire life, Never done anything remotely close to this and I silently prayed that I wasn't making a fool out of myself. 

I watched as he dropped to his knees, his hands gliding across my thighs before tugging me closer. I felt something, something I haven’t felt in a long time. I was turned the fuck on, and I had no idea how a situation like this ever could. This was a power move nothing more. I knew that and he knew that, but her?

I looked to the woman opposite me whimpering as she held her bloodied head in her hands.

I felt bad, the guilt was slowly creeping its ways in, and I almost backed out right now, right as James placed his lips to the skin of my thighs and that thought went out the window. I shouldn’t feel bad for her, to some extent yeah. I mean if this was my boyfriend then I would definitely be in hysterics like she was, but why would I feel sorry for her when it was her and her social club spreading those ridiculously painful lies. I was just giving her what she had asked for.

I looked to James, and he was looking to me, silently asking if that touch was ok, my response was pulling my gun to his temple, a low groan of satisfaction escaping his lips as he carried on his teasing kisses up my thighs, closer and closer.

I’m sure if my nerves where not so shot up I would be enjoying the feel of a man’s touch. I hadn’t felt any kind of pleasure in so long, since Lucien.

No, I was not going to be thinking of Lucien at a time like this. Nope, no way.

"Move an inch and you're dead" I directed my threat towards the blonde, my voice came out dangerous and I was impressed at how at ease I was becoming to feel in this situation. 

I think I was doing ok in the revenge section and from the quivering mess she had become I was guessing the fear factor had risen. She did in fact fear me.

My breath hitched, as James placed his lips to my panty covered sensitive area. A moan leaving my lips as his finger’s tugged my panties to the side.

I swallowed my breath caused by the sensation of this man's lips pressing against my sex, I had to fight my head from rolling back. God it’s been so long since I had been touched there. 

And then reality set back in as the woman’s cries got louder and my own mind begged for me to stop this mans touch.

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LUCIEN'S POV-

Now the meeting was finished and over, I needed to speak with Maria. Determination to find out what was wrong with her.

Something was wrong with her; I just know it. She was wearing that mask she wears to cover her true feelings and emotions. I know it well; I’ve been on the receiving end of it for a while now.

I could have gotten it out of her earlier, but I wasn't going to push her to tell me whilst we stood in a crowded room. I watched as James guided her through the crowd, each man parting and keeping the three-meter distance rule. The only one who didn't was James, but I guess he need not follow that rule whilst assigned to protect her. I don't like that guy, the way he looks at her it grates at me. 

After today I'll be giving him a new assignment, it’s about time I switch her bodyguards up anyway. I don't want him getting too close to her, or her of him. I refuse it, I refuse to allow it after her record with her last one. 

I watched as she disappeared out of my sight, she looks so God damn beautiful today in her little black skirt and black blouse. In my opinion her outfit was too revealing for a room full of my men, but she was stunningly tempting either way. This morning watching her come down the stairs was like slow motion, corny I know but fuck I just wanted to throw her over my shoulders and march her up the stairs to my room, to my bed.

I'm no fool, I could see I wasn't the only one who wanted that, most of my men were practically drooling over her the whole meeting. I hate that she has to be here for this, its not that she needs to be a part of the conversation as she most likely doesn’t understand the majority of what is spoken in these meetings but she’s a Valdez and this shows that. It shows that although she may not give orders, they do indeed work for her.

I clenched my fists at the thought of their eyes raking over her body, the entire meeting my fingers where twitching to pull the trigger of my gun. I could just claim her as mine, but she would probably reject me and if she didn't reject me, I would only end up breaking her heart again. I don't trust myself to not hurt her after the past we have had,

I won't deny it I fucked up, I fucked up big time with her but what can I do now? I see the way she looks at me, I'm not blind she still cares but does she care enough to take me back after what I had done to her. 

I was an idiot, she caught me red handed with a girl in the bed we had shared together. We never spoke on whether she forgives me or not, the whole topic gets ignored mostly on my part. I was a coward, when it comes to Maria I never know how far my limits go.

She was still mine, no doubt about that. She was then and she still is now.

After her fooling around with that piece of shit Nicolas I’ve been on edge.

She always has and always will be mine. I wanted her to know that, I wanted her back. I just have no clue on how I was to go about it. Would she reject me if I was to outright ask her to give me a second chance?

I would love to know her thoughts and views on the subjects upon my mind lately.

Does she ever wish to give me a second chance? I do know one thing, if I can’t have her no one else can. I'll be fucking damned if I ever let another man touch her.