Ch. 5 Security

Reeds POV

This night just couldn’t go smoothly. First I get a runaway bride thrown into my embrace, next she’s making me think of her in ways I haven’t thought of anyone. That god forsaken wedding gown will be the death of me. I can see all of her and she’s smiling with pride fit for a royal court.

I feel bad for leaving her at the party with Curly but I had business to attend to. Some fool thought he could cheat the card tables on my dime. Not happening. Security had him ready for me below deck in a barricaded room. I figured a couple jellyfish across his abdomen would get the point across instead of further measures like taking a thumb, or both. Tonight I didn’t want my hands covered in blood though. I needed to get back to her. To Emily.

She has no idea what kind of event she’s at. The parties I throw are exclusive for male entertainment and while she may be with Curly I can’t help but worry. She’s too important. I need her for my plan. I just didn’t plan on wanting her so damn bad. I can’t help seeing her in that dress though, cut so short, the way it hugs her thighs—

I have to collect myself. Getting caught drooling over a woman is not a persona I have ever put out. Sure I’ve dated and even was engaged until my late fiancé died suddenly, but I’ve never been nor will I ever be smitten. Especially not with Emily Danvers. Maybe we can have fun or something but I can’t stand the thought of my cousin being happily married when it should have been me.

His betrayal cost me everything.

“Boss” I jolt my head up when security looks at me with worry. “They lost sight of your— guest”

He cuts him self off before saying. Something he knows wouldn’t be true. She’s not mine and this is the last place I would take her. My late fiancée didn’t even know what everything I did for a living entailed.

“You, You and You. With me.” I point as I start shuffling forward. “Find…her” I say over my watch to alert all of security. As I set in above deck to the party my eyes are locked on Curly, he’s pacing about the women’s restroom and knocking hard with fists. “Curly!” I shout across the roulette wheel.

“Boss she’s been in there a while now and won’t come out”

“She’s not in there, spread out, find her. She’s not here for work” I say dryly through my teeth bared. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest and anger starting to reach my throat. I’m trying to seem collected but now I’m worried. Security hasn’t gotten back to me about her location which would mean she has to be outside. She would have stood out like a sore thumb in here with that dress. Luckily my security team all realized that as we’re heading for the doors. My whole team is now together splitting up to the upper decks and the sides. I stay to the left on a hunch.

“Boss we got her” flood my ears and I can hear panic in my security’s husky voice. Next I see men grabbing Emily and she is dangling on the boat. Hands all over her, I can’t help it rage is flooding me now and I start running down the boat. My security is wasting no time getting them off of her when she suddenly kicks one of them hard as he’s trying to pull her back over. My god every inch of her bottom is exposed, and just like that she’s off over the boat.

Fuck!