Marshall*****My angel waded through the entrance of the golden-bathed foyer. Honey gold light radiated from enormous chandeliers overhead, glowing off the marble that covered the surface of every floor, pillar, stair, and wall. The space was mostly quiet except for the infrequent pitch of a voice from nearby, the ballroom probably."This is gorgeous," she murmured.I looked her over and felt the strongest urge to grab her by the supple swells of her hips. Curling my fingers into fists, I steeled myself from acting on impulse. I was used to being able to touch her, look at her, and speak to her as the sole object of my attention. It physically pained me to refrain from being closer to her.The amber light scattered across her honey-colored hair and painted her fair skin bronze. Her eyes were wide as they soaked our surroundings in."This place was a personal mansion for an oil magnate in the mid-twentieth century," I told her. "Once he died, his family turned it into a venue. They us

Marshall*****"It's under control."My teeth grinded together so hard I thought they'd break off my jaw. "What the fuck do you mean, 'it's under control?'" I snapped."She's safe. I'm with her."I had walked the entirety of the building, raided the women's bathroom, and scoured the premises. My angel wasn't here. I would've found her by now. It didn't miss my notice that Nuel was gone. I knew instantly their disappearances were related.Now that he was confirming that, blood lust filled my vision. I stomped over to the valet and snarled at the same boy who'd touched Caroline just hours prior. I wanted to jam my fist into his throat and rip out his vertebrae."And where the fuck are you?" I growled at Nuel through the phone."You know I'd never willingly defy you, boss," he said. "She's upset. She wanted to get away from you, and I could hardly talk her into getting in the car. I'll bring her back to the mansion when she's done.""Location or I'm going to your house and gutting your w

Caroline*****I stared down at the blood staining my thighs. From the moment I'd woken up in Marshall's bed, I was just as infuriated as I was before.And now, this.Fuck periods!Gritting my teeth, I balled up my bloody underwear and threw them in the trash. I cleaned up and scrubbed my hands. The sight of blood, even period blood, didn't sit well with me. I took a deep breath and tried to gather my scattered thoughts and feelings. A cramp decided then to strangle my ovaries. Hissing, I clutched at my abdomen and pressed my forehead to the cool tile wall.The sound of the door opening made me jump out of my skin. I turned to see Marshall approaching me with a concerned look. Well, concerned for his usual stoic face."Are you okay?" he asked. His eyes rolled down my body and noticed my legs were now bare.Although the pain in my reproductive organs didn't fade in the slightest, I felt my anger ratcheting up. I didn't normally get so moody on my periods but holy damn, did I want to pu

Caroline*****I blew out a breath and looked over the completed Scantron slip. It was just colored circles but I felt a bit of relief at it being done. Gathering my backpack, I took the paper up to my teacher's desk and put it in the slots.My teacher whispered, "See you at graduation!"I smiled, not wanting to interrupt the rest of the testers, and all but tiptoed out of the classroom. Once the door closed, I sagged against the wall. My brain was total mush. But I was done! With physics, at least. I hoped I at least passed but I really had no idea.I pulled out my phone to call Marshall when a voice sounded across the hall."Caroline, hey."My head snapped up. A pair of familiar baby blues locked mine as Greg approached. He was dressed in jeans and a band t-shirt with a pencil tucked behind his ear. I gulped."Hey," I said, slipping my phone into my pocket."What did you finish up with?""Physics. You?""Calculus." He offered a tight smile. "It wasn't so bad. How'd yours go?""I'm n

Marshall*****"Thank you for your time, Mr. Brown.""Of course," I said, shaking my client's hand. "I'll have those returns to you by end of week."Guiding him out of the conference room, I led him towards the lobby."Sounds great. Look forward to hearing from you," he said. His eyes glanced to the side and I followed his gaze to the desk outside my office.Caroline beamed at us from where she sat. "Have a great day, Mr. Douglas."He smiled, his round cheeks blushing. "Thank you, miss." "This way, Douglas," I grumbled, holding open the door for him.He finally wrested his attention from my little blonde and exited to the lobby. Shaking my head, I walked over to her desk. She grinned at me. "How'd your exam go?" I asked."This one was better," she said, shrugging. "How's your day been?"Leaning over, I planted my knuckles on her desk and towered over her. She bit her bottom lip but didn't look away. My gaze slid down to her sweet pink mouth."It's a lot better now."Her lips quirked