"Why are you in such a hurry?" he shouted back . I huffed in frustration but didn't answer . A few moments later, the door slid open and he walked out . He was fidgeting with the sleeve of his shirt . His tie was hanging loosely from his neck . I sighed and got up .
I could see his eyes slide down in appreciation .
"You look nice," he commented with a sly grin .
"Of course, I do . I'm only wearing my underwear . "
"And the heels . . . " Like a horny teenager, he pulled me to him and kissed me roughly . Shoving him away, I gave him a disapproving look .
"Hold still," I commanded as I grabbed the ends of his tie and made the knot . He fell silent, then . I could feel his eyes on me . When I patted his chest and let him go, he held on to my waist .
"You . . . You are not going . "
"Why?" I asked him, irritation lacing my voice .
"I don't know how it is going to turn out . All these hot-headed bastards are going to be there and someone might blow up . I don't want you there-"
"And that is exactly why I should be there . Just because you sleep with me now, doesn't mean that it is not my job to be at your side at all costs . I am your partner . I will take the damn bullet for you if it comes to that . "
"You don't understand," his voice rose and his hands found their way to his hair . He clutched onto it and pulled it so hard, that I flinched . . . almost .
"Then make me understand," I implored .
"Something . . . " he trailed off . Words that had been spoken by Daisy swirled in my mind, drawing horrific images . I shoved them away and glared at him .
"I will stay out of sight, but I will not leave the club . Do you understand?" It was a fair compromise on my part . I would be able to handle the needs of the people and oversee the staff .
"Thank you," he whispered as he nuzzled my face .
"Now let me get dressed . " He shook his head playfully . "Do you want all those men seeing your woman half naked?" I teased, lightly . A growl escaped his throat . "Leave," I chuckled . He shook his head as if to clear it and then walked out of the room .
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"Mia," he whispered as we stopped in front of the club . The space where the regular queue would be was empty . Two of the staff members were acting as valets .
I turned to him as I saw one of them approach . They recognized my car .
"I need you to enter through the back door . Do you understand?" I nodded, not needing an explanation . "You will not come to the VIP room unless I call for you . " I raised my brow at him but nodded anyway . "Things will go smoothly," he said . The way he said it, made me think that he was trying to convince himself . It was a disconcerting thought, but it was amusing to see him so . . . unsure about his decisions .
"Have faith in my abilities, Michael," I assured him . "You know you can trust me," I whispered to him . I leaned forward and cradled his face in my palms . I placed a small peck on his lips . He tried to deepen it, but I moved away, shaking my head .
"I love you," he gulped . I kissed him again, letting him know that I understood . "You know, right?" his eyes held layers of unwavering fear and doubt . Of what, I didn't know .
"Are you sure about this?" I asked him . It was his party, but he could leave if he wanted to . "We can go home and spend time on your bed," I teased .
"I can't," he cleared his throat and then tightened the tie around his neck .
"Do you want me to go home?" his head snapped towards my direction .
"You would go if I asked?"
"Anthony, I know there is something wrong . I can feel it in my gut, but I don't want to run . I want to face it with you by my side . " I breathed . "But if you want me to leave, I will . "
"God, I love you . " His features relaxed, and a smile appeared on his lips . The light tap on the window alerted us . I rolled the window down and looked at the valet who was waiting patiently .
"We'll be parking the car ourselves . No one should know that we have arrived . " He nodded and then moved back to his position . Michael looked surprised, but he didn't comment . I chuckled under my breath as I started the engine again .
"Care for a quickie in the back seat?" I offered, mostly teasing .
"No, thanks . I'd rather not let my business associates smell you on me . I don't like people having inappropriate thoughts about my wench . " He stifled a laugh as he looked away .
"Always a romantic . " I rolled my eyes .
"Park the car, wench . "
"Yes, my lord . "
Chapter end
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