Roy’s eyes widen in shock on seeing Mr. Anderson blatantly flirting with the waitress and a lump forms in his throat. Biting back the rush of tears, Roy stiffens and straightens his back, walking out of the door but before he can take the next step, a hand clasps around his neck, holding him in place. Roy smells him before he hears him and the shock waves of arousal that slithers through him repulse him. “Let me go,” Roy snaps and tries to twist out of Bryan’s grip, momentarily forgetting that he was a Lycan. “Roy, listen…” he starts to say but Roy cuts him short. “I don’t know what games you are playing but please don’t make me a part of it,” his voice breaks, “Maybe you have a thing for fucking boys secretly, probably a…kink. It doesn’t make you gay, Mr. Anderson.” As quick as lightning, Bryan yanks him around and presses him against the wall at the backstreet next to the café, “Shut up and listen to me.” The fight instantly goes out of Roy’s body on seeing the blazing fire in

“Where have you been?” Hailey bolts off the sofa at the sound of the door opening and flies into Roy’s arms, “I was worried sick that something happened to you.” Roy smiles shakily at his family and hugs Hailey tighter, “I’m so sorry for how I treated you after you had baby. It was so insensitive. I didn’t understand how it felt…what you were going through.” Hailey’s face clouds and she pulls away from Roy, “I don’t want to talk about that.” Liam sends him a puzzled look as he strolls into the room with Hailey. “Where did you get the tie, Roy?’ Twin red spots appear on his face and he looks away, “my boss, Mr. Flake wanted me to dress up properly so he gave him his spare tie.” That was a lie. He took the tie he saw on the seat of Bryan’s Limo, to cover the marks he knew would be on his neck in order to avoid suspicion from Liam. Hailey rolls her eyes, “What exactly is their problem at Anderson fucking Inc.?” Roy shrugs and takes a slice from the leftover pizza on the ottoman. “I

He lets Roy slide down his body, and taking his hand, Bryan leads him back into the bar. He feels weak, still drunk, embarrassed, tired, appalled, and on some strange level, Roy was exhilarated, euphoric even. Bryan is clutching my hand,’ Roy notes ecstatically. Such a befuddling array of emotions was flooding him that he’ll need at least a week to process them all. The bar is noisy and crowded and the music has started so there is a large crowd on the dance floor. Liam and Hailey are not at their table and Angelo has disappeared. Kingsley looks lost and pitiful on his own. That’s the Hailey effect. “Where’s Hailey and Liam?” Roy shouts at Kingsley above the noise. His head is beginning to pound in time to the thumping bass line of the music. “Hailey went dancing,” Kingsley shouts back, and Roy can tell he’s angry. He is eyeing Bryan suspiciously. “And Liam had to leave.” Angelo must have told Kingsley something. Roy shrugs on the black jacket he left on the seat. He’ll be ready

Roy doesn’t want to feel this way about his boss. Hard, squirming, needy, and achy.Desire…it probably has to do with the mate bond thing Bryan had mentioned,” Roy assures himself although he knows that he’d feel this way about Bryan without it.He lies back on the soft pillows, rosy cheeked as he recalled Bryan’s words. ‘If you were.’ God, what would happen if Roy decides to throw wind to caution and be what Bryan wants him to be? A secret boy-toy. Hidden.The thought brings a frown to his lips and at the same time set his blood racing around his body. Bryan is so confusing, complicated, and difficult. One second, he rebuffs him, the next he tracks him like a stalker, and heavily flirts with him.And with all those red flags, Roy spent the night in his hotel suite and still, he feels safe. Protected. Bryan cares enough to come and rescue him from some mistakenly perceived danger. His heart warms when he remembers the night he’d gone for a run too and Bryan rescued him from the wolves

He lunges at Roy, slamming him against the wall of the elevator. Before he knows it, Bryan’s got both of his hands in one of his in a tight grip above his head and he’s pinning him to the silver wall using his hips.Oh, God.His other hand curls around the front of Roy’s shirt and yanks him forward, bringing his face closer and his lips are on his.It’s only just not agonizing. Roy groans into his mouth, giving his tongue an opening. Bryan takes full advantage, his tongue expertly exploring the contours of his mouth.It’s better than the last time.Roy’s tongue tentatively strokes his and joins him in a slow erotic swirl that’s all about touch and feel. Bumping and grinding against each other.Bryan brings his hand to grasp his chin and holds him in place.Roy is helpless, his hands pinned and his face held, and Bryan’s hips restraining him..,He feels his erection against his lower belly. Oh god… Roy groans,’ he wants me, Bryan Anderson, Lycan prince wants me and so god helps me, I w