“You have a secretary?” Emma asked as they were walking along the bar. She had never seen a secretary during the week she had been in his life. Bane made a gesture towards Veronica that she should meet them at the other end of the bar before answering Emma.“Of course I do. Luke is my secretary.”“Luke?” Emma turned around and looked at the man that were following them.“Yes,” Bane said with a smile. “You don’t think he can do it?”“No, it’s not that. I just thought he was your bodyguard,” Emma said.“He is. He is both.”“But you have made him follow me around. How can he help you if he is following me?”“He and Tom are my best and most trusted men. Of course I used them for your protection. His duties as my secretary aren’t that heavy,” Bane told her as they stopped by the end of the bar where Veronica joined them. “I tasted your drink. We liked it. I would like to put it on the drink list. Any objections?” Bane asked Veronica. Veronica looked at him in surprise and then at Emma. Em
Bane was seething with anger. He wanted to kill someone. That someone preferably being that little shit squirming on the floor in the break room. He would have made Dave follow his friend as well, for good measure. But for once, he had controlled his bloodlust. The reason was trembling in his arms as he made his way to the back door of the club. He had to remind himself that she wasn’t used to the violence that was a natural part of his world. The sight of her trying to defend herself with a fucking fork while that vile creature put his hand on her, had pushed Bane close to losing his sanity. She was his, and no other man was to place his hands on her. “Bane, I think I can walk on my own,” Emma’s frail voice said. “You are precisely where you should be,” he told her as he forced himself to keep his voice soft. “I’m fine,” she insisted. “I know you are. I’m not,” he told her. “Okay,” she said, relaxing in his arms again. Bane wasn’t lying. Having her in his arms was the only thi
“Angel.”The soft word rolled over Emma, and she looked up at Bane. He stood in the doorway of the room, looking at her. “Yes?” she asked.“Why haven’t you moved?” “Oh, I don’t really know. I need to start cleaning my room,” she said. Her mind was a little foggy. She hadn’t had the best of days, and her reserve energy was about to deplete. She needed to make sure she could sleep in her bed before she crashed. “Angel, you won’t have to clean that up. Anna will sort it out,” Bane told her as he took a step into the room and closed the door behind him. “I can’t let her do that. It’s late, and she has already been working the whole day,” Emma objected. A smile curved Bane’s lips. “She will do it tomorrow. I’m not a slave-driver.”“But where will I sleep?” she asked, confused. “You can stay right here with me tonight. Just sleeping.” She looked at him. She was confused. This was his private room, no one but him was allowed here. “Don’t look so surprised, angel. Go on and take a showe
Bane smiled down at her and kissed both her cheeks, the spot between her brows, both sides of her mouth and then gave her a gentle kiss on the mouth. “Your face tells me everything. You are an open book, never play poker,” he chuckled. Emma blushed. She had no idea that she was that easy to read. That could be a problem.To distract herself, she traced the outline of a rose on Bane’s shoulder. It was one of several that stretched over his shoulder, down to his arm. She could see a black snake entwined in the roses and a dagger.“Do they bother you?” he asked. Emma looked up in surprise. “No, I find them fascinating,” she told him. She saw his face changing into an amused smile.“You never stop surprising me, angel,” he told her and lifted a lock of her hair and played with it. “Do they have meaning?” Emma asked as she traced the dagger with her finger. “Most of them do. Some are just to fill space and bring it together,” he told her. She made a soft sound to let him know she under
Bane’s firm hands lifted Emma up from his knee and helped her wrap her legs tightly around him. Without ending the kiss, Bane stood up and Emma clung to him like a spider monkey. His hands supported her by grabbing her ass and helped her continue to grind against him. “Remembered what we talked about the second night at the club?” Bane asked Emma. He sounded out of breath.“If I don’t want to continue, I say ‘stop’,” Emma said. In her mind, she thought that there was no way she was going to use that word. “That’s right, any time you feel uncomfortable or scared. Promise me, angel,” Bain used a serious voice.“Promise,” she told him. “I promised you a reward.” Bane gave her one of his sexy smirks, and Emma wondered when she had started to think of them as sexy. Her thought were interrupted by another soul igniting kiss. Emma could feel Bane’s hands let go of her ass and felt him push down his sleep pants and step out of them. His erect cock brushed against her bare ass and left a t
Bane looked down at Emma as she slept. She was curled into him with her head on his shoulder and her golden hair spread all over the pillows. She had never looked so innocent and beautiful. Bane wanted to trace her face with his finger, but he didn’t want to disturb her. He looked at the clock on his bedside table and saw it was almost five in the morning. She deserved to sleep some more. He was satisfied just looking at her.It was a new thing, waking up with someone in his bed. He tried to avoid to actually sleep with the women he had sex with. Sleeping together seemed to invoke intimacy, which he didn’t want. But Emma, she looked right in his bed, like she was a thing that had been missing from it until now. As he looked at her and gently played with the ends of her hair, he had to be honest with himself and confess that he loved her. Even in his own head, those words sounded grand and terrified him. He had no illusions about who he was or what he did. He was a selfish man that to
Emma was sitting on Bane’s bed, waiting for him to return from her room. He was refusing to let her go into her room until it had been cleaned and put together again. She didn’t care what Bane told her. He was sweet. Emma had told him what she would like to wear, and she was hoping the outfit was still in one piece. “It looked to be untouched, so I think it will be fine,” Bane said as he walked into the room, holding a dress bag and her makeup. “Thank you, I will be quick,” she told him and took the things from him and walked in to the bathroom. Something seemed different with Bane today, Emma thought. She couldn’t put her finger on what. Maybe he was a little uneasy about her sleeping in his bed. She had chosen her dress because it made her feel powerful and in control. Se suspected she needed that if she was to sit in on this meeting. It was a white, knee-length, bodycon dress with halter nek. The back was bare. Emma felt it had become her signature. She liked the subtle way of s
There was a surprised silence in the room as they all looked at Emma. Emma looked at Bane. She saw a mild surprise in his eyes, but mostly he seemed amused.“Please tell me more,” he said.“I’m living in your house, eating your food and sleeping in your bed,” she reminded him. “True, but only because I asked you to,” he said.“But you didn’t ask me to take advantage of you last night,” Emma whispered, just loud enough to make sure everyone heard her. She was not comfortable telling him that, and even less to tell the others. But if she was to play this game, she would play to win. Bane looked at her for a second, as if he couldn’t believe what she had said. Then he laughed and kissed her. “You got a point. You did take advantage of me last night,” he agreed. Emma could hear a chuckle coming from Jax. “But I forgive you, and give you permission to do so in the future as well. It was enjoyable,” Bane added. Emma blushed even though she tried her best not to. As Bane turned toward Ol