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Chapter 5
Hunter
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I came home to find the nanny in my fucking kitchen. I’d spent all day burying myself in work and not thinking about what was happening at home. My stress was supposed to go down now that I knew Sofi was taken care of. I was supposed to leave behind all the mourning, and guilt, and get back to making money, but instead, there was a petite, defying blonde walking through my mind all day. I had a two hour-long meeting with a real estate developing team to look over architectural plans, but all I could see were brown doe-eyes and perky tits that jiggled every time she was taking a deep breath. Amelia Hart was not for me to have—I told myself over and over again—she was under my employment and that made her fucking off-limits. I spent years trying to build my empire, carefully calculating every move, and I lost everything because of it. I lost friends, my childhood, my sister. I wasn’t going to jeopardize all that and risk being accused of sexual harassment by someone who was working for me.
I’d expected Amelia to be safely hidden away with Sofi, but instead she was washing dishes. Every time she swirled the sponge, her full ass shook, making my cock turn into steel. She knew what she was doing to me; she had to, otherwise why would she push me like that? She answered back and gave me attitude even when I told her what could happen. Though, despite her outburst, I doubted a woman like Amelia Hart was anywhere near ready to have me take her on her knees, tied up in rope.
Shit! Now all I can think about is Amelia Hart in bondage. I needed to get my head straight and forget about her. I had a little fun tonight, trying to put her in her place, but all of that had to stop.
I looked into my glass of bourbon, trying to think about something—anything—else than what she was doing right now. Was she with the baby? Was she in bed? Was she showering, naked, soapy, and alone? My thoughts started to go in a deliciously erotic place, but all that was cut short because I’d heard the doorbell.
What the hell? Who the fuck was at my door? No one was visiting me without a fucking notice and the people who did come were my driver, my assistant, my maid, and the women I took to my bed. I had no recollection of calling any of those over. Although, maybe having one of my submissives under me tonight would evict Amelia from my mind. It’s been a long damn time since my dick got some release and probably that was to blame for all the fantasies I had with my nanny. I used sex as a shield. I used sex to forget and I really needed it now, but ever since I had to come back to town with my orphaned niece, I hadn’t set foot in any of my clubs.
The doorbell rang again and I went to see who it was, with my brows frowning. Whoever was out there was not invited, so I had to have a word with my head of security tomorrow and see who let this person pass my gates. When I opened the door and saw the young boy in the black and red uniform, I was even more confused.
“Can I help you?”
“Umm, I’m here to bring your order.”
“My order?” But then I looked at his baseball hat, that had the wordsSam’s Pizzeriaon it, and at the pizza box he had in his hands.
The delivery boy looked at his phone to check the information.
“Pepperoni pizza, extra cheesy, for Amelia.” He looked around the yard for a second. “This is the number that I got with the order. Oh, man, do I have the wrong house?”
Amelia ordered a pizza from a hole in the wall place? She had a bad mouthandbad eating habits.
“No, it’s the right place. My, umm, girlfriend must have ordered without telling me.” Why the fuck did I say that? I didn’t owe an explanation to the pizza guy. “How much do I owe you?”
“Nineteen-fifty.”
I checked my jeans but my pockets were empty, but I found a fifty in the inside pocket of the jacket I had on and handed it to him.
“There you go. Keep the change.”
The delivery boy looked at the money and then at me. He wanted to say thank you, but I shut the door before he got the chance. I looked at the box and then at the stairs that were going to the guest wing. Was I going to do this? Walk up there and go past the nursery? The first time I got close to Sofi since I brought her here to Vegas from San Diego was when I showed Amelia around, so why would I put myself through that now? It hurt my chest to know Sofi was close, and I definitely wasn’t a nice presence for a kid to have around. I could have just taken my phone out and texted Amelia to come pick up her damn pizza, but that didn’t give me a chance to see her from up close and maybe rile her up again.
Before I got a chance to talk myself out of it, I was at her door, knocking.
“Yes?” I’ve heard her from behind the door.
“Open the door, Miss Hart.” I didn’t have to repeat myself, but Amelia took her sweet time until she showed her face. When she finally did, it was something worth seeing.
Her golden hair was a little ruffled, like she just got out of bed, her cheeks were pink, and her breathing agitated. Most intriguing, her zipper was opened and I could peek at her black cotton pantries. I would have killed to see her in leather and satin. I knew women and I knew women’s bodies, and Amelia’s was telling me I just caught her after an orgasm. No matter how good she thought it was, I was ready to bet any amount I could make it way better.
“Mr. Knox,” she said between two breaths. “C-can I help you? Is Sofi ok?”
“Shouldn’t it be your job to know that?”
“Yes, of course.” She looked over her shoulder at the baby monitor on the table. “She is sleeping, sir.”
“You should be careful with calling mesir, Amelia. It makes me wanna do things to you.” I saw the exact moment her brain registered my words.
“Like what?” I loved a curious mind.
“Like what you were doing to yourself before I interrupted.”
Her jaw fell and her cheeks started to get brighter.
