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Ch. 6 Blood Boiling

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Reed’s POV

I fight through the needles of water that pierce my skin. It felt like I landed on concrete. I’m keeping my breath calm and steady I have to find her. As I’m under water I can feel hair brushing my arm.

Shit! I must have hit her. I grab a part of her and start pulling us to the surface. She’s heavier than she seems or the current must be strong. As I’m pulling myself up I can feel wind brush across my face and I can tell now that I have her by the arm. I pull her head up “Emily”

Fuck, fuck fuck! She’s unconscious. I panic fearing she hit her head on the boat. Those bastards will pay. I call up. The guys are already on it though and I can hear the life boat speeding to us, and a spotlight on us. God damn it’s cold. I try to keep her body close to mine to prevent hypothermia and salvage the little warmth that we hold together in the water while keeping her head above water. Her lips are looking blue.

The life boat reaches us and my security guys are hauling us out of the water.

“We need blankets all the ones you can find. She’s ice cold” I snap.

We’re already almost back to the back of the boat, and we are surrounded by guests, security and the on board medical team I keep for when things get out of hand. Guests are speculating, and whispering who I am to one another and others are confused as to why a stripper made it overboard. I look over and see that Emily’s gown is now see through. Damnit-

She will never wear white again… I pull myself back from my thoughts and focus on getting her warm. I shoot a look at my security, but they know how I operate and they were already dragging the guys to go below deck. This won’t go unchecked.

“You really fucked up having the boss jump overboard” one of them mutters into an assailants ear as they guide them down the stairs. I vaguely see his grim expression but that will have to wait I need to get her warm. I look at medical.

“Get her to my suite” too many people are watching. Some men so drunk I should tear out their eyes for just looking.

“Boss” my security alerts me. Adam is one of my best. He hovers over to me and talks low so only my ears can hear. “When we approached them one of them was…. assaulting her” I lock eyes with Adam, my rage is ready to burst at the seams I’m still soaking wet and as I’m taking off my shirt to beat the chill but I violently whip it on the deck

“Make sure the damn appendages are taken care of and thrown to the loch”! People are moving out of the way as I make a path towards my suite. Medical approached me and informed me about something to do with getting warm and how I need to get dry. But I can’t help but listen or hear anything my blood is boiling all I can think about is needing to make sure she is okay. This has been a horrible evening and not how I conduct business. Discretion is my primary sense of tact and now that’s gone to the loch too.

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