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He nods slowly, chewing on his thumbnail thoughtfully. “Are you gonna get in trouble for leaving your meeting early?”

“Very much so. Ronin fired me on the spot.” Blowing out a breath, I run a hand through my hair. “But it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters but you.”

His brows slam down as he tries to wriggle away, the movement bringing my cock back to life. Letting out a low groan, I grab his hips to keep him still.

“No. Y-you can’t do that, Ryann, this is important! You gave up your dreams to work at this company. You can’t throw it all away for me.”

“I’m not throwing anything away, hush.”

He continues to struggle in my grasp, but the way his teeth sink into his bottom lip tells me that he’s doing it on purpose, the naughty boy. His dick is leaving a sticky mess all over my abs.

“Shilo, listen to me. Nothing is more important than making sure you’re safe. I promise I’m not going to lose my job over it.”

Those beautiful eyes widen as he gently rolls his hips against me. “But you said Ronin fired you.”

“He did.” Meeting his rhythm, I thrust into him slowly, already close to spilling my release. “Don’t worry about me. The only thing I want to focus on tonight is making you come so you can sleep.”

The tip of my length tags his prostate, causing him to cry out as his fingers dig into my biceps. “Doctor said I’m not—oh, god. Mmm. I’m not supposed to do any strenuous activity. C-concussion.”

“We don’t have to be rough.” Kissing the top of his head, I continue to slide in and out of his slick hole, keeping my pace as soft as possible. “Just close your eyes and let me make you feel good.”

“Ry, please,” he whimpers, and I reach between us to stroke his cock.

“I’ve got you. Always.”

Our lips touch in sensual, heated kisses, the moans coming from his mouth drawing me closer and closer. When I lightly suck on his tongue, he comes apart, walls clenching as his cum splashes between us, and I follow him over the edge.

Neither of us moves when I’ve filled him completely, our kisses slowing as my little doll grows warm and pliant against me.

“So what are we gonna do now?” He murmurs, barely conscious enough to form the question.

Wiping us down with a discarded shirt, I tuck the blankets around him. “One day at a time, baby. We’ll take it one day at a time.”

He hums lightly, nuzzling into me. “I love you too…”

My breath catches as I freeze, my arms instinctively tightening around him. His soft, quiet breathing fill the room, and I swallow hard against the lump rising in my throat.

Besides Declan, no one’s ever said those words to me. Not since my mother died.

Clearing my throat, I press a tender kiss to his forehead, careful not to bump his nose. Shiloh deserves the world, and I’m going to make damn sure I give it to him.

Ronin’s sharp gaze holds mine from behind his desk, both of us staring each other down. Early morning sun streams through the windows, the clear break in weather as positive a sign as any. To my right, Declan shifts uncomfortably while Olivia sits confident and poised to my left. Tension thickens the air.

That’s right, asshole. I brought backup.

“As previously stated,” Olivia says again, tapping the folder sitting untouched on my father’s desk, “these are our terms over at Sentinel Solutions. You’ll find a revised contract and statements from my lawyer. I can have him here in five minutes if need be.”

“And what if CalTek were to reject these terms?” Ronin asks coldly.

I toss him a smile to match his tone. “Then your sons and AVA will do business elsewhere. Namely, with Olivia.”

Dec’s breath stutters a bit, but he sits up straighter, squaring his shoulders as he nods in solidarity. It didn’t take much convincing for him to agree to help me, but it did take a massive amount of bribing to get him to face off with our father at my side. The two have never had a close connection, and Ronin downright intimidates my brother, if I’m being honest. The fact that he was even given a position at this company was mere courtesy, at best, which makes my request outrageous, I’m sure.

“Your grandfather and I built this company from the ground up,” Ronin nearly snarls, lips curled in distaste. “I won’t sit idly by and watch this nonsense tear it apart.”

“It’s not nonsense,” I counter through clenched teeth. “Declan has shown he’s more than capable, and it would allow us to expand in ways we can’t if the company remains under a single leader. We each have our strengths—“

“And your brother’s strength is wasting time on frivolous projects while you handle the real work. CalTek needs a single, strong leader. Not a divided front.”