Chapter 3

Killian

I entered my office briskly, it was designed to perfectly capture both the modern and rustic look. It was also the place I spent the majority of my time.

I was barely able to get any sleep last night. All I could think about was my babygirl.

The way she felt. The way she looked. The way we kissed. I felt myself getting harder and harder at these thoughts, my dick started to get so hard in my trousers. Just thinking about her did this to me. And soon she'll be able to help me with these problems.

She was perfect that night, completely perfect. He incredible silver dress that hugged her curves so nicely. Her effortless waves that just made me want to wrap her hair around my hand and pull while fucking her.

Shit, I'm so hard.

As I started to palm myself over my trousers while thinking of my baby and her sexy body, I could feel the blood rushing all over my body.

My nerves were on edge and I was ready to have her whatever it took. I could feel myself getting closer and I imagined last night in my mind over and over again.

*knock knock*

Fuck. Shit. Not now.

I took my hand off of my trousers and cleared my throat.

"Come in" I insisted.

Antonio peered through the door slowly with a concerned look on his face. "I'm not disturbing you am I sir?" He asked.

Yes, of course you are. I repeated in my head. "No Antonio come in"

I gesture towards the seat on the opposite side of the desk facing me.Once he sits I adjust myself on my chair trying to cool myself down a bit more.

"So how did last night go?" I asked, now becoming stern and focused like the way I usually am when it comes to business matters.

Antonio's face softens as he sits more upright.

"Very well sir, she got home perfectly safe, and so did her friend as she requested me to make sure she got home safe too. I've got to say though, that girl is a fighter" he explained to me.

My eyebrow raised in curiosity, "how so?"

"Well she took a lot of convincing to actually get in the car, which is good of course because she didn't know who i was. It was only when I mentioned you that she seemed to accept it" he further explained to me.

Good girl. She knows.

I simply smirked and started to lightly trace my fingers around my chin.

"Although sir, her friend was something else" Antonio said interrupting the silence and my thoughts.

"What about her?" I asked, suddenly being brought back from my mind.

Antonio adjusted himself on his seat a bit more before clearing his throat.

"Well when she came out of the club I went to approach her letting her know who I was and that I would be escorting her home safely. And she didn't listen to any of it and just hopped in the car." He said while chuckling.

I began to laugh back at this, "a bit eager?"

Antonio agreed and got up from the seat and made his way out of the door to my office, shutting the heavy entrances behind him.

I'm glad she got home safe. And I'm even more glad she knows that I want to keep her safe. I need to see her. I got up from my chair and made my way over to the balcony that overlooked my garden, which was less like a garden and more like a resort. I want to show her all of this. The life that I live. It is a dangerous life and at the age of 30 I can tell you that it doesn't get any easier.

I adjusted and fixed my tie and rolled up my shirt sleeves as I made my way out of the office to sort out some more business.After all of that usual stuff I would need to do a few errands of my own.

It's been a while since I've hit the gym. It may not seem like it because my abs are still visible but I still love getting in that mindset to help me relax and focus.

I tend to change my gym all the time. If I stay in one place too long, my enemies know exactly where to find me and that's just dangerous for everyone, not just myself. I can't really think of much else other than my babygirl. I need to be with her again.