"What was that all about there between you and Mr. Millbrook?" Jake asked when they got to her bedroom.She opened the door and walked in, he followed her inside. "It was nothing," she said, going over to the bed and sitting down and lowering her head. He went over and grabbed her arms when he saw the red mark on her wrist. "It didn't look like anything to me and he left a mark on you, I should go down and tell your father that he got rough with you.""It won't do any good, he's my father's friend," she said.He sat down beside her. "Tell me what you two were fighting about."She leaned back on her hands. "I was just informed that my dear old dad had informed Mr. Millbrook that I would marry him. He said I have no choice and that once we are married I am to behave and be a proper wife. I'd rather die than marry him.""Your father loves you and am sure he won't force you to marry someone you don't want to, especially to one who is the same age as himself. Just talk to him. Let him kno
Jake decided to lay down and watch some TV in his room before going to sleep. Still dressed he laid with his hands behind his head. He was still finding it strange that she was turning in early, it wasn’t like her. The look she had given him got him thinking that she was up to something, but he couldn’t figure out what it was. Not being about to concentrate on the news he glanced over at the door and got off the bed, he figured he’d go check on her. He knocked once, then again and when he got no answer he quietly opened the door to peek in. He did see a lump under the covers but something was not right, he could sense it.Going over to the bed he gripped the covers and pulled them down. His jaw clenched and his muscles tightened when he saw that she had stuffed a bunch of pillows together in an effort to make it look like a body. “Son of a bitch,” he swore and took off in search of her. He took the steps going down two at a time. He almost bumped into the butler, Benson.“Benson, have
Jake carried her bag that held her workout clothes to the car, tossing them into the back he opened the door for her. She was even quieter than usual, he had thought she’d be pleased that her father had agreed to break off the engagement. “Is anything wrong?”“Everything is fine,” she said, her lips pressed tightly together.Since she wasn’t in the mood to talk he sat back and focused on the road. After pulling into the club’s parking lot he got out, grabbed her bag and then opened her door. He waited for her to unfold her cane then he followed her inside. Taking her bag from him said she was going to the dressing room to change so he went and sat down. As a rule, he usually waited outside but today he decided to stay and watch.He sat back and looked around, each person had a disability of one kind or another. Each person had their own trainer and then he saw Anastasia enter and go over to her trainer. Just then a man came over to him.“You must be Miss Bruce's new bodyguard,” he sai
Jake walked down to the front gate and as luck was on his side Howard was on duty. They went inside the small building and sat down with a coffee he had made for them.“What can you tell me about a man that used to work here? a Legolas Graft.”“Yeah I remember him, a good-looking bloke, well he was.”“What do you mean, was?”“He only worked here for about two months, he took a real shine to Miss Bruce but she didn’t want anything to do with him. Apparently one night he got a little rough with her, assaulted her so Mr. Bruce had him beaten up and had his face rearranged. By the time his men were done with him, he didn’t look so pretty anymore. After that, he just disappeared and was never heard from him again. Why do you ask?”“Leonard, the owner of the club mentioned it to me. Do you think the boss had him killed?”“No. Mr. Bruce likes to make people who cross him to suffer. I’m sure he’s alive but is probably in bad shape, maybe missing some body parts.” He looked at Jake, his eyes n
Getting out of bed he sat on the edge, rubbing his eyes. He wasn’t able to get much sleep, he tossed and turned all night. He was worried about how Anastasia was going to behave after turning her down. After taking a quick shower he got dressed and was on his way to see her when he almost bumped into the maid coming from her room.“Morning Mr. Jake,” she said, giving him a friendly smile.“Is Miss Bruce still in her room?”“Yes sir, she’s a little under the weather and asked me to bring her breakfast up to her.”“Thank you,” he said and when she left he went and knocked on her door and entered when she told him to. “I hear you’re not feeling well.”“Oh Jake ,” she said, rubbing her temples. “I’m afraid I had too much champagne last night. I hope I didn’t do anything to embarrass you or myself.” She reached for her juice and took a drink before continuing. “I’m afraid last night was a bit of a blur. Can you share some light on what I did?”He was glad that she didn’t remember the kiss,
“Anastasia, I thought you were asleep,” he said, not taking his eyes off her breasts.“I couldn’t sleep knowing you were out here on that lumpy old sofa. I know how uncomfortable it is to sleep. Come sleep in the bed, I promise to behave myself.” She held out her hand to him, not realizing how revealing her gown was and what it was doing to him.He got up wearing only his briefs and taking her hand followed her into the bedroom. She got into the bed and under the covers so he went and got on the other side. “I suppose we are two mature adults that can sleep in the same bed without anything happening.” He laid down on his back, turning his head to look at her, she also was on her back with her eyes closed.“Night Jake,” she said and rolled over onto her side, her back to him.When he woke up he found that he had rolled over onto his side and he was lying next to her with his arm over her. He was afraid to move in case she woke up but when he felt his cock getting hard he knew he had to
Putting his hands on her shoulders he leaned her up against the wall. “Are you sure?” he asked, his eyes moving over the room.“Yes, another person’s scent besides ours is in this room.”“Is it the same scent from the restaurant?”“Yes,” she answered back.“Stay right here, I’m going to check the bedroom and bathroom.” Leaving her he went over to the drawer where he had locked his gun in and opened it and took it out. Aiming it he went into the bedroom and noticed that her clothes were strewn around. Someone had been in here, he then went into the bathroom, nothing in there had been touched. Whoever had been here was long gone so he went back to where she was, tucking the gun inside the waistband of his jeans.“Well, did you find anything?” she asked, her voice shaking when she spoke.“Someone was in here but they’re gone now, I’m going to call security.”“Jake, I smell that same scent, the one from the restaurant, I know it’s Ronald.”He helped her off with her coat and boots and had
Before heading out he stopped to fill up the gas tank, he didn’t want to have to stop on the way back. Going inside he pays for the gas and a couple of bottled water. “I’m sorry your trip was cut short,” he said, handing her one of the bottles.“Sometimes I wish I could live a normal life with a regular father, one who doesn’t have so many enemies. I hate having so many armed guards walking in and out of the house and watching every move I make.”“They’re there to protect you.”“I know,” she said, leaning her head back on the headrest. “When I was younger I used to dream of my Prince Charming coming to rescue me. He would break down my door, scoop me up into his arms and carry me away to a new place where we would live happily ever after.”“That’s a lovely dream,” he said, keeping his eyes on the road.“Yes, but that’s all it is, just a dream. No man is going to want to marry a blind woman or have children with.”“That’s not true, there are many couples who are married where one of th