ログインI'm nervous. I don't want to put her in more danger. I want to wrap my Princess in bubble wrap and hide her away from all the evil villains out there. But that is not practical. She still has her own life, and hopefully soon she'll realize I belong in that life with her.The only good thing about the whole damn day is that Victoria was escorted off my property in front to the whole staff. Now I'm hoping they will think twice before messing around with my Princess!A sudden shattering of glass breaks me out of my anger. Cracks like fine spider silk form sharp patterns across my window starting from a central hole. Where did that come from?It takes me a full two seconds to register the stinging on my arm, then the blood seeping through my sleeve. I cover my arm, only to pull my hand back to find it sticky... and red.I blink at the sight. I think I'm in shock!What the hell just happened?I stumble into my chair and hit the red security button on the desk with a shaky hand. The simple
Tate's POVI get up and pace my office. I'm agitated right now, but nothing seems to be helping. I think I need to take a vacation. I don't think I've allowed myself a break in work in 4 whole years. It was all about keeping up with my hotels. It's starting to wear me down.The whole day has been nothing but frustration after frustration! First off, I didn't get to feed my little Princess like I did yesterday. I really liked our time together, but instead of coming to the cafe and letting me take care of her, she just went straight to Janice and got to work!Maybe she didn't want to seem like she was taking advantage of me or something like that. I hate that. She wasn't taking advantage of me when I offered.I hope that means she actually did eat something and not just worked through the hunger... The thought makes me sick. My poor little Princess is going to waste away pretty soon, and I refuse to let that happen!I smirk as I remember she called me by my name. I'll take the small vi
I mentally note that Victoria is now causing more of a scene and screaming at me to give her a chance."I'm on my way!" He assures me, and I hang up.I sigh in frustration as she's still wrapped around my legs like a koala. And while koalas are cute and fluffy, Victoria is not. I want to kick her away, but I'm not an abusive man. My mother raised me better than that.Thirty seconds later the elevator dings and I sigh in relief as Mike and John rush out and charge right to the woman literally throwing herself at me."Thanks boys. Make sure she doesn't come back," I mumble before taking off in the opposite direction, right to my little Princess.I know she'll be diligently working her tiny little backside off to earn her keep. I'm still thinking I should give her Victoria's old position. I'm sure she would not abuse it the way that woman did.The only issue I have with that is, the other maids will see it as favoritism (because it is) and will revolt and make everything harder for Fallo
Tate's POVI watch in frustration as poor Fallon makes her escape. And how can I blame her right now? I want to escape this very scene too! But she doesn't need to sit around and witness this.I'm worried I've lost her for good now. I want to go chase off after my little Princess, but I have to take care of my mess first. And yes, I admit it freely, this is definitely my mess.I look down at Victoria and see triumph in her eyes. She thinks she's won because she sent Fallon away, making her look like the bad guy. But she's not.If anything, she's the victim, and Victoria is the bad guy. I wonder if everyone else can see it. Would they even care? Or if they are just watching the free entertainment, wishing popcorn would magically appear... Maybe I should charge extra for the show... From Victoria!"I know exactly what you are doing Victoria. You are trying to hurt Fallon because you are a bitch and I fired you for harassment and abuse of another maid," I state loudly enough for the whol
I didn't even realize it was after 10 when Mr. Le Blanc stopped me.My heart does a funny thing in my chest, and I tell it to shut up. But Chelsea's words pop up in my head traitorously, "Chels, maybe he likes you..." I swallow hard. This is a really inconvenient time for those words to echo in my mind."Can I help you, Mr. Le Blanc?" Why did my voice come out too breathy? My heart starts to pound in my chest as I take in his handsome face, and my hands start to sweat. I'm so damn nervous right now!I'm going to deny it to my dying day!Mr. Le Blanc tilts his head, "Chelsea, can you call me Tate?" He asks softly. "I'm not some big, scary monster. I'm just your boss. I promise, I'm not going to hurt you."That damn traitorous heart pounds double time at the thought, but my head catches up faster this time, and I shake my head vigorously. "I can't. It's not appropriate, Mr. Le Blanc," I insist. I need to keep that boundary up..."We'll work on that," he says with an easy smirk."Can I h
Fallon's POVI made sure to stay out well past 11 pm so my father would be asleep by the time I got home. Yes, I was exhausted, but it was worth it. I need a few moments peace, where no one is looking at me, bossing me around, or judging me.I crept into the kitchen and stole Dad's "Beer Money" and hurried back out to my car. Technically, this is my money he's stolen from me and keeps it for himself. And yes, I know exactly where he keeps it. But when he's passed out drunk again, there is nothing he can do about it.I made it to the tiny 24-hour convenience store around the corner and bought a loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter. If nothing else, I can just eat the peanut butter out of the jar. That's better than nothing, right?By the time I come home I'm exhausted. I hide my food stash beneath my bed. I have nowhere else to put it. I stuff a few old books under my bed to hide the evidence. Too bad I don't have a cat. He would guard it for me.And then I crash. I have no more st
I guess the guy hit his limit because I'm suddenly shoved up against a damn tree with his lips attacking mine. I hate to admit this, but they do feel so damn good. No wonder women are obsessed with him!"Baby, you are driving me so damn crazy right now! You know you are mine! I need to know he didn'
I just smile and nod my head. "He's right," I admit. "I'd also like a strawberry lemonade, please," I add."Got it," he nodded, slightly confused, sending a strange look over to Ares before focusing back on us. "And you sir?" He asked James."He'll take the fettuccini Alfredo-" Ares starts once agai
Sam's POVAres pulls away from me and looks down with frustration clear across his face. I can practically feel his anger pouring off of him in waves. But there is also something else. Something... protective. Like he'd do anything to take this humiliation away from me."You know what? We need to ge
Something deep down in my chest cracked. It hurt so bad! I know I was hurting her, and she had the right and the need to hurt me back! But damn! I've never felt like that before! She was going to give up on me... She'd given me a chance and I just screwed up royally.I know it's my fault... again!







