Having his angel sprawled out over him, naked and asleep, was one of the most relaxing things Bane knew. He was aware it was early in the afternoon and he still had work to do. He had walked into the bedroom expecting a quick session in bed and then back to work. But the temptation to punish his angel had proven too big. He let his fingers travel up and down Emma’s spine. He enjoyed the feeling of the goosebumps he caused. Bane was also battling with his feelings about Emma looking for an apartment. She had told him she wasn’t planning to move there right away. But it still would be a symbol of the fact that she wouldn’t be with him forever. Of course, he knew this. He was planning for it. But he still didn’t like it when he was forced to face it. It was impressive that his angel had come to a point where she could let go of her past and start looking forward. But it also made him feel something that wasn’t enjoyable, a feeling he wasn’t used to. After analysing it for a while, Bane r
Emma was soaking in the tub, as she always did before getting ready to go to the club with Bane. A relaxing bath set her in the right mood to spend the night with all the loud music and the crowd of people. She loved watching the city as dusk settled in over it and it transformed from a normal city to an amazing display of coloured lights. Her serene little bubble was punctured by Bane entering the bedroom. Emma didn’t need to see him to know that it was Bane that had opened the door or that he was in a bad mood. The sound of the door hitting the armchair next to it with a loud thud was all she needed. No one else would dare open a door to his room without knocking or with so much force. And he knew she was in the tub relaxing, he would never have disturbed her if he wasn’t in enough of a bad mood for his irritation to make him forgetful. Emma wrapped herself in a towel and walked into the bedroom. Sure enough, Bane was walking back and forth, looking like a thundercloud. He looked up
Bane hated the thought of treating his angel like a pet. He hated it almost as much as he hated the idea of her being in the same room as that lunatic Walker. But it was the only way. He had thought about using a girl from the brothels. But he hadn’t been lying when he had said that Walker probably would have spotted it. Then there was the fact that the idea made his stomach turn. Just the notion of having another woman by his side, even if it was just acting, made him feel sick. He had noticed Emma tense up as well when he had mentioned it. He didn’t know if it was because she didn’t like to share his attention or if it was because she just didn’t like the idea of prostitutes. Either way, the idea was scrapped. He just had to keep Emma safe and remember to put in extra effort to hide his own feelings. If Walker ever found out that Bane actually cared for his angel, he would not hesitate to use that against him. They arrived at the club. It was later than they usually arrived because
Emma sat by Bain’s leg and tried to make herself invisible as she half listened to the conversation between Bane and Walker. Walker made her skin crawl and the two other men that were with him were not much better. Emma could feel Bane’s anger as an aura radiating from him. She appreciated it. She knew he was angry because she had to act like a pet and that Walker thought it gave him rights over her. Bane’s anger was like a reminder that he wasn’t indifferent towards her and acted as a security blanket as she knew he would keep her safe. But he needed to calm down. Walker would notice it, and Emma guessed he would use it. She leaned into him in a way she hoped looked like a pet that just felt insecure. Bane relaxed a little, and Emma relaxed with him.“Sure, I have no issue with that. So, you want to use the block at Roe and Park?” she heard Bane ask.“Yes,” Walker answered.“For what?”“I would love to tell you, but even though we sit here all friendly, we are competitors. I’m not go
Bane let his hand rest on the naked skin on Emma’s back. Walker was sitting on the couch, his eyes half closed as his pet was giving him a blowjob. Bane fought his urge to shoot the man. Walker had been getting on his nerve since he walked into Bane’s office. He was rude, crewed, and acted like a fucking animal. It wasn’t the first time Bane had been around men like him. The underworld, his world, was filled with them. It rarely bothered him. But now his angel was in the room and he was furious that she had to be a part of this. Luke passed him his whiskey and then handed Walker his. Walker grunted as he came and then pushed the woman away. He put himself together and turned towards Bane. Bane was still pretending to have his own moment with his pet. When he figured he had kept Walker waiting long enough to make him irritated, he grunted.“You are doing great, angel. It will soon be over,” he whispered to Emma, making sure no one else could hear him. He motioned for her to get off his
“Should I call to a meeting da… boss?” Jacob asked. Carl Walker sighed. “No,” he told his son. Carl had been married four times, and had nine children within those marriages, all daughters. He had countless mistresses during the years, they had given him even more daughters. The only son he had was the idiot sitting across from him in the limo. He was the result of one of Carl’s first pets. He had allowed the woman to carry his child full term, and it had been a son. But she had been the reason he made sure none of his pets would ever bear a child. He didn’t need that. Carl had ignored the boy for most of his life, thinking one of his wives or mistresses would give him the son he wanted. When that didn’t happen, he had gone in search of his long-lost son. Only to discover he was a moron that would probably never amount to anything. Walker was planning what to do with the business he had built on his own once he got too old to run it. One of his closest men had been blessed with a dau
Emma was sitting and reading patterns. She had finished her latest project, a huge stuffed vampire penguin, the night before. She was going to visit Ben and his family later that afternoon, and it was a gift for his daughter. Ben had finally been cleared to come back, and Emma just wanted to make sure everything was okay. “Angel, could you get my charger over there?” Bane asked her, pointing towards the bookshelf. She shook her head as she got up. Emma knew exactly why he wanted her to get it. It was so he could get a view of her back. She had on a black pencil skirt and, what from the front, looked like a modest white shirt. But the back was open, the shirt only held together by a band of fabric over her shoulder blades. “Sure,” she said and got up and took his charger, making sure he got what he wanted from it. She then got back to her crocheting patterns. She was wondering if she was brave enough to try a sweater next, or maybe a bikini. Emma wondered if Bane would allow her to w
Bane looked at the man sitting on the other side of Bane’s desk. Emma’s uncle had nothing in common with his niece. Not his looks, not his personality or his manners. Bane wondered briefly how Emma had turned out the way she had when she had been raised by these people. Had her parents left such a strong imprint that not even these people could ruin it? Bane was battling his urge to kill the both of them. If he did, they wouldn’t take his angel from him. But it was too late. They had already said the words that had shattered his world to pieces. Somehow, this slime of a human being had come up with enough money to pay off his debt. Bane had hoped the transfer wouldn’t go through, that the money was just a bluff. But as he looked on his computer screen, he could clearly see the money the man had deposited. It had killed Bane to ask Emma to pack her things. He needed her out of his office in case he did something. If he lost his cool, she didn’t need to see that. Not now that she would