When he put her down she raised her hand and went to slap him but he grabbed her wrist before she could make an impact."No one slaps me," ha barked at her."You have no right to treat me this way. My father will have your head when finds out how you manhandled me.""How do you think he will feel when he finds out the way you were behaving and how that creep had his hands all up in your business? I bet your daddy will never let you out of the house again. Now get in the fucking car.""I hate you," she yelled at him."You're breaking my heart," he said sarcastically as he opened the passengers door, waiting for her to get in. Getting behind the wheel he does uo his seat belt and looks at her. "Seatbet," he snapped at her."Asshole," she said loudly as she fastens her seatbet.With his hands on the wheel and his eyes on the road he headed back to her home. "You really shouldn't act like that I'm the public, especially with some morron," he said to her."I can act any way I want to and t
He was so glad to get back to the mansion and even more so when she went straight to her room, leaving him in peace. He waited until he knew she was there before going up to his own room and going into his suitcase he took out the bottle of whiskey. He poured a large shot into a glass and sat back in the bed. It pissed him off that she had to bring his family, it took him forever to get them out of his head. After consuming half the bottle he passed out, falling into a deep sleep.Waking up he covered his eyes and swore when someone opened the curtain letting the sun in and shining into his eyes. He looked over to see Anastasia as she pulled them further apart. "Close those fucking curtains," he growled."You reek of alcohol," she said as she walked over to the bed. "You need to get up and take a shower. After breakfast, you're taking me to class." "Class," he grumbled. "Aren't you a little old for school?" He asked."It's my self defense class you moron, didn't you read over my sche
"What was that all about there between you and Mr. Millbrook?" Jake asked when they got to her bedroom.She opened the door and walked in, he followed her inside. "It was nothing," she said, going over to the bed and sitting down and lowering her head. He went over and grabbed her arms when he saw the red mark on her wrist. "It didn't look like anything to me and he left a mark on you, I should go down and tell your father that he got rough with you.""It won't do any good, he's my father's friend," she said.He sat down beside her. "Tell me what you two were fighting about."She leaned back on her hands. "I was just informed that my dear old dad had informed Mr. Millbrook that I would marry him. He said I have no choice and that once we are married I am to behave and be a proper wife. I'd rather die than marry him.""Your father loves you and am sure he won't force you to marry someone you don't want to, especially to one who is the same age as himself. Just talk to him. Let him kno
Jake decided to lay down and watch some TV in his room before going to sleep. Still dressed he laid with his hands behind his head. He was still finding it strange that she was turning in early, it wasn’t like her. The look she had given him got him thinking that she was up to something, but he couldn’t figure out what it was. Not being about to concentrate on the news he glanced over at the door and got off the bed, he figured he’d go check on her. He knocked once, then again and when he got no answer he quietly opened the door to peek in. He did see a lump under the covers but something was not right, he could sense it.Going over to the bed he gripped the covers and pulled them down. His jaw clenched and his muscles tightened when he saw that she had stuffed a bunch of pillows together in an effort to make it look like a body. “Son of a bitch,” he swore and took off in search of her. He took the steps going down two at a time. He almost bumped into the butler, Benson.“Benson, have
Jake carried her bag that held her workout clothes to the car, tossing them into the back he opened the door for her. She was even quieter than usual, he had thought she’d be pleased that her father had agreed to break off the engagement. “Is anything wrong?”“Everything is fine,” she said, her lips pressed tightly together.Since she wasn’t in the mood to talk he sat back and focused on the road. After pulling into the club’s parking lot he got out, grabbed her bag and then opened her door. He waited for her to unfold her cane then he followed her inside. Taking her bag from him said she was going to the dressing room to change so he went and sat down. As a rule, he usually waited outside but today he decided to stay and watch.He sat back and looked around, each person had a disability of one kind or another. Each person had their own trainer and then he saw Anastasia enter and go over to her trainer. Just then a man came over to him.“You must be Miss Bruce's new bodyguard,” he sai
Jake walked down to the front gate and as luck was on his side Howard was on duty. They went inside the small building and sat down with a coffee he had made for them.“What can you tell me about a man that used to work here? a Legolas Graft.”“Yeah I remember him, a good-looking bloke, well he was.”“What do you mean, was?”“He only worked here for about two months, he took a real shine to Miss Bruce but she didn’t want anything to do with him. Apparently one night he got a little rough with her, assaulted her so Mr. Bruce had him beaten up and had his face rearranged. By the time his men were done with him, he didn’t look so pretty anymore. After that, he just disappeared and was never heard from him again. Why do you ask?”“Leonard, the owner of the club mentioned it to me. Do you think the boss had him killed?”“No. Mr. Bruce likes to make people who cross him to suffer. I’m sure he’s alive but is probably in bad shape, maybe missing some body parts.” He looked at Jake, his eyes n
Getting out of bed he sat on the edge, rubbing his eyes. He wasn’t able to get much sleep, he tossed and turned all night. He was worried about how Anastasia was going to behave after turning her down. After taking a quick shower he got dressed and was on his way to see her when he almost bumped into the maid coming from her room.“Morning Mr. Jake,” she said, giving him a friendly smile.“Is Miss Bruce still in her room?”“Yes sir, she’s a little under the weather and asked me to bring her breakfast up to her.”“Thank you,” he said and when she left he went and knocked on her door and entered when she told him to. “I hear you’re not feeling well.”“Oh Jake ,” she said, rubbing her temples. “I’m afraid I had too much champagne last night. I hope I didn’t do anything to embarrass you or myself.” She reached for her juice and took a drink before continuing. “I’m afraid last night was a bit of a blur. Can you share some light on what I did?”He was glad that she didn’t remember the kiss,
“Anastasia, I thought you were asleep,” he said, not taking his eyes off her breasts.“I couldn’t sleep knowing you were out here on that lumpy old sofa. I know how uncomfortable it is to sleep. Come sleep in the bed, I promise to behave myself.” She held out her hand to him, not realizing how revealing her gown was and what it was doing to him.He got up wearing only his briefs and taking her hand followed her into the bedroom. She got into the bed and under the covers so he went and got on the other side. “I suppose we are two mature adults that can sleep in the same bed without anything happening.” He laid down on his back, turning his head to look at her, she also was on her back with her eyes closed.“Night Jake,” she said and rolled over onto her side, her back to him.When he woke up he found that he had rolled over onto his side and he was lying next to her with his arm over her. He was afraid to move in case she woke up but when he felt his cock getting hard he knew he had to