Wyatt POV
“Are you two done?” Blake asks, her voice almost falling, I don’t know what to do to make her realize I am here for her, I am not going anywhere and I know I shouldn’t be, but I am, and fuck everyone else, fuck whoever tries to get me to leave her. The way she is feeling right now is doing something to me, something I have never felt before. My insides are twisting and it’s like I feel her pain.
“Yes,” I say without hesitation. Her eyes finally find mine and I can see the relief in them, I can see that she thought I was going to say no. “There wasn’t never anything between us, you were right,” I say and her eyes grow wide and she turns on the couch crossing her legs Indian style as she stares directly at me.
“Go on, don’t stop now,” she says and I take a deep breath, sitting back on the couch as I feel her eyes on me. The way she looks at me is burning into my soul. I can fee
Blake POV“What is all of this?” Wyatt asks as he places the piece of newspaper back on the wall and I take a deep breath. This is it. He might walk away now.“This is what I do. I take bad guys down,” I say and he moves his eyes to me and then back at the wall. His hands are in his pockets now. And I don’t know if it’s because he is nervous or angry. “I started before I finished my degree. I investigate bad people and I bring them down,” I say and he shakes his head.“This is dangerous Blake, there are big names here, names I know I have heard, people that wouldn’t flinch to kill you if you get near them. You need to stop this,” Wyatt says, and I shake my head. I knew something like this would happen.“I can’t, I am sorry but I can’t,” I let out and his eyes lock on mine. I can see the anger in them, the fire burning in his eyes. He is not disguising his feelings, h
Wyatt POVWatching Blake sleep makes my heart skip a beat. The way her mouth parts slightly as she breathes, her hair all over the pillow, her breasts exposed as the blankets only cover to her waist. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. And she is mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to kiss. Mine to destroy.Seeing that board made everything real. I’ve always known she wanted to take me down, but seeing that made it all a lot more real. It’s like I was trying to fool myself. Like I was trying to convince myself that she would drop the investigation now that we’re together. Of course, she wouldn’t. She doesn’t know it’s me and I can’t tell her. I can’t give her that kind of power over me.I pour myself another glass of whiskey as I look through the glass, people dancing in front of me as if nothing is wrong in the world, women rubbing themselves on each other and on men. I close my eyes, resting my head back. The
Blake POV“Good morning, sunshine,” I say as I enter the kitchen to find Emma with her head between her hands. She groans at my loud voice and I can’t help but laugh. She looks like she is with a mother of a hangover. “That bad?” I ask and she nods her head slightly and then hisses as she grabs the side of her head.I walk straight to the coffee machine and turn it on. I always leave everything ready the night before, so in the morning is easier and faster. The smell invades my nostrils and Emma raises her head slightly, staring at me. She is still wearing the same clothes she was wearing yesterday.“Long lunch, that one,” I say and she shrugs and when I place the coffee in front of her, she offers me a small smile and after a few moments of silence, she speaks.“Lunch turned into afternoon drinks, into dinner, and then clubbing, and why did I see Wyatt entering the club alone?” She asks and I frown, s
Blake POV“What do you mean, security?” I ask as I take one step away from Wyatt. His eyes scan my face, trying to read my mind. The intensity in his eyes speaks louder than words.“I have two people that will be following you around, keeping your safe, and I am increasing the surveillance in your house,” he tells me and I burst into laughter. He must be out of his God damn mind if he thinks I will have body guards following me around while I am trying to take down mafia lords.“No,” I say and he shakes his head, shoving his hands into his pockets again. His eyes are cold and distant as he stares at me. I can feel my cheeks burning as anger bubbles inside of me.“This is not up for discussion Blake, you either accept my terms or I am walking,” he says and I have to say his words take me by surprise and I shrug my shoulders. His eyes glued on mine and I can see anger in them. He is getting frustrated with me
Wyatt POV“Wyatt, you have a meeting in ten minutes,” Catia speaks through the device that connects my office to her desk. I throw my pen, letting it roll on the desk while I sit back, passing my hand through my hair. Today is going to be a fucking nightmare. I have Lorenzo Parisi coming in. I backed off the contract, and he is coming for me.“I know,” I reply to Catia, that stays silent on the other side.“Miss, please,” I hear Catia say as the door bursts open and Sandrine walks inside. Her hair is different, and she is staring at me, shooting daggers. I stay sitting, staring at her. I am not giving her the pleasure of seeing me sweat.“I’ve got it Catia, thank you,” I say, and she nods, walking out of the office and closing the door behind her. I lean back on my chair as I stare at Sandrine while she looks around the office. She even bends, staring under my desk. I know what she is doing. She is try
Blake POV“I need to tell you something,” Emma says as I sit in front of her in the kitchen. I stare into her eyes and when hers meet mine, I see the emotion in them. I nod as I cradle my coffee cup in my hands. The way she is looking at me is making my stomach turn.“You guys broke up? Emma, that’s good,” I say, and she shakes her head as she frowns. Shit. I bring my mug to my lips, trying to shut the fuck up. Right now, I wish there was a hole in the floor to swallow me. Shit, shit shit…“No, we’re going to do couple therapy and we will try to work through our problems and I know I am adding to the list of problems,” she says and I stare at my best friend. I wish she would see herself the same way I see her. I wish she would find someone that truly loves her and that treats her right, not like that fucking idiot. I hate Thomas.“Okay, what is going on, Em?” I ask, and she taps her finger
Blake POVAfter the whole incident at the crime scene, I have been declining Wyatt’s calls. He’s gonna have to understand he can’t control everything around him. I am not a possession he can just control like that. I shake my head before I take a sip of the champagne Emma poured for us.“What do you think?” She asks as soon as she enters the bedroom and I smile, watching her. She is wearing a very short and very tight red dress that hugs her curves to perfection. Her body is stunning, proportional, and the blonde hair falling down her back in large curls makes everything even sexier. I wish I was as hot as her. Sometimes I wish I never had put weight on.“You look… wow,” I say and she smiles as she spins. The Hugh heels on her feet complement everything and she leans, staring at the mirror as she grabs a pair of earrings from my jewelry box.“Can I wear them?” She asks and I nod. I am not going
Blake POVAfter w finish our meals we walk out of the restaurant and I can say we are both a little tipsy and I can hear my name being shouted on the other side of the street. I look around, trying to find a familiar face, but I can’t see anyone I know. But my name keeps being called, and that’s when I see them, paparazzi. They are running our way and Panic takes over as I hold on to Emma’s hand and we wave at a cab.In a matter of seconds, we are surrounded by people, and the flashing lights are blinding. As we try to get away as Emma pushes everyone away from us, a powerful set of arms surrounds me and Emma, and suddenly we are being escorted to a limousine by two massive men. Right now, if I am being kidnapped seems like a better option than being surrounded by paparazzi taking photos and asking questions so loudly I felt like I was going to go def.“Where are you taking us? What the hell is going on?” Emma asks as she looks arou