All Chapters of My New Boss Is My Brother's Best Friend: Chapter 341 - Chapter 350

"Officer Daniel, my cousin has my- Fallon Green. We need to do something," I grit my teeth. "I need help. The moment it's safe to get back on the roads, I want to head back to his hotel. I want him arrested and I want you to lose the fucking key!" I snarl.The police officer comes up to me as I hand him his phone. He looks pissed too. Not nearly as pissed off as I am. But I can see the sense of injustice rolling over him.To his credit, his eyes only skim the message and do not linger on my girl before he turns his eyes away. Good man!"I'm on it," he says than starts making calls.I send a text. I think I'm going to need a little more help, and he's never turned me down before. I think I need eyes on that damn building to make sure he doesn't take off with her.Me: Ben, Donavan Vincent has Fallon. I'm sure Victoria is somewhere in the vicinity. I also need eyes on Donavan. I want to make sure he doesn't leave the building!Ben: I'm on it. You're right. She's near the Vincent Crown. B

My mind spins on that for a minute. He had to go into work because his office manager had been attacked. Someone knew he would have to come back to the hotel. It takes about an hour to drive to the hotel, so that gave them at the very minimum 2 hours to mess with me before he could return home.Had Donavan and Victoria planned this with whoever attacked poor Benson? Who the hell would do something like that?And what do they get out of it?From what I can tell Donavan wants Tate to give him his hotel. I don't think that is going to happen. Tate has worked too hard to build his kingdom to just hand it over to his cousin.I have no clue why he's so desperate though. What will Donavan do when he learns this was all for nothing?! Probably nothing because I can still hear the threat in Tate's voice. "I’m going to hunt you down and you’ll be going to prison for extortion and kidnapping."And I believe him. Tate Le Blanc does not come off as a man who doesn't follow through on his promises.

Fallon's POVI've been shivering on the damn bed for what seems like forever. My flesh is prickled and sticky, and all I want right now is a hot shower to wash away the yuck and warm me up. Maybe it can wash away the memory of the last few hours too.To be honest, I have no idea how long I've been in here. I though most hotel rooms come with some sort of clock. This one doesn't. Lucky me. I get to sit here, wallowing in my own misery, and not even know what time it is!When I get out of here, I'm taking my whole first paycheck and investing in a watch that will never leave my wrist! Silly thing to think about, sure, but right now it's better than the memory of that man putting his filthy hands on me.I'm glad Donavan kept his word and hasn't touched me yet. I've got bruises from Victoria (at least I think they were from Victoria) while I was passed out. But so far all he's done is... cover me with his slime. It's nothing I can't wash away, I remind myself. Someday this will all be jus

Fallon's POVLuke and Eve met us in the waiting room. I didn't realize how relieved I'd be to see the familiar faces. Not just of the men, but one of my best friends. She's always supported me.Hunter was right. Evelyn was in tears as she raced up to me and engulfed me in a warm hug. I'm not sure if that's from me, or if it's just pregnancy hormones... Or both. (I wouldn't know. I've never been pregnant before!) "I'm so glad you are okay," she blubbered. "We've all be so worried about you!""I'm okay," I choke out. I'm not. But I feel like I should be okay.I can hear Tate snort behind me. "Fallon is still trembling! She's not okay," he mumbles under his breath. I don't know who he's telling, but suddenly I'm embarrassed about my emotions. Not sure if I should be angry with him for calling me out like that or not.To be honest, I hadn't even realized I was trembling until Tate brought it up, and now I can feel it. My whole body is buzzing like a beehive. Adrehaline is rushing through

Tate's POVI drove my Princess back home, soft jazz playing on the radio. I didn't want anything too loud and demanding for her. Sanders is right. She needs calm right now, and I have every intention of making that possible.By the time I made it back to my mansion, she was practically slumped over from her adrenaline crash. She's probably starving to death, poor thing. I'm going to get her comfortable before I go make something for her to snack on.I didn't even think twice. I picked her up in my arms and marched into my home. I smirk to myself. I'm getting really good at this prince thing. Hopefully soon I'll be making her my queen.The electricity is still out. The police had found my wires had been cut and the electrical company will not be able to come out until the storm has completely passed... so tomorrow.That doesn't bother me right now. I have a flashlight in a drawer from a console table I keep in the entryway. I've got emergency things set up all over my mansion in case t