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My father was a wonderful, kind-hearted man and when he promised that things would be better, he truly meant it. But even he couldn’t keep his promise. I didn’t expect this man to either.
“Ms. Ash?”
I jumped in my seat, startled back to reality by the driver’s voice. “Yes?”
“Where shall I take you, ma’am?
I gave him my address and started doing the math - how long would the little bit I’d managed to save last if I wasn’t getting any income for a while.
The driver cleared his throat. “You can trust him,” he said to me in the rear view mirror. “Kase Waldorf doesn’t make promises he can’t keep.”
I nodded as I tried to hide what hearing my Dom’s name for the first time did to me. I clenched my legs together, determined not to make a mess on the leather upholstery, and stifled the shiver creeping up my back.
I pressed my head against the window, watching the buildings and trees go by. Kase. Kase Waldorf. Why did his name have such an effect on me? And why did it sound so familiar?
“Here we are,” the driver said as he parked at the front of my building. He got out of the car and opened my door for me. “Mr. Waldorf usually has late meetings with his Delaware clients. Don’t worry if he doesn’t come for you until close to midnight.”
I nodded again. “Thank you, sir. Have a nice day.”
“You too, Ms. Ash.”
As soon as I got in my apartment I changed out of the damp clothes. Then I stressed cleaned. I don’t mean I washed the dishes and tidied up the clutter. No. That’s how normal people clean. I scrubbed baseboards, reorganized closets, cleaned the oven by hand, and squeegeed the shower. Cleaning was meditative for me. Physical enough to take my mind off my worries, but easy enough I didn’t have to think too hard about it.
When I’d run out of things to clean I hopped in the shower and tried not to think about all the things I didn’t want to think about. Would he come back like he said? Or was I just a one-off, coat closet conquest?
I tried to wrangle my thoughts but I failed. The only thing I could think about was seeing Kase again. I didn’t even care if he fixed the mess I was in. I was smart, and a hard worker, I knew I could figure it out on my own. But I needed to see him again, I needed him to look at me with those dark, penetrating eyes. I needed to feel him again.
I also needed to know why that odd name seemed so familiar to me.
Chapter Eight
Kase
I hated meetings. I hated coming to this god-awful state for meetings with stupid people who didn’t understand the value of other people’s time. But it was part of the job. As I sat in the over-sized but still too small for me office chair, I tried to focus on the droning presentation. The CFO labored on and on about market value versus cost efficacy issues.
The fix was simple, and if he’d shut up for a moment and let me explain, I could save us all the torture of a long, unnecessary meeting But I knew his type. He wouldn’t hear any other points of view until his was heard. I got comfortable, leaning back in the chair and let my mind wander to Ella as the billionaire continued to harp on the same point over and over.
I couldn’t wait to see her again. I couldn’t wait to stare into the beautiful green eyes and here her sweet voice. I couldn’t wait to fuck her senseless. I pictured her perfect pink little pussy and all the things I wanted to do with it, all the ways I wanted to make her come. It took every ounce of self control I had not to spring a giant hard on right at the conference table.
Eventually, I had to force myself to think of something else.
I looked at my watch. It was almost eleven. This old fucker had been going on about this for two hours! I sent a discreet text to James, asking if he’d completed the task I’d given him. If he had, I’d interrupt the long-winded CFO and get the fuck out of here.
Ella was a goddess, and she deserved to have everything she wanted. Tonight, I would show her a taste of what was in store for her. I’d sent James on a mission to find an ball gown and shoes for her. She’d accompany me to the gala I hadn’t planned on attending until the moment I saw her.
> Actually that wasn’t true. The moment I saw her all I could think about was having her, fucking her until she begged me to stop. My next thought was showing her the night of her life by taking her to the gala at my hotel.
My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I held my breath as I read James’ words. “All set. She’s squealing as we speak.” I smiled, and stood from the table, drawing everyone’s attention.
“Mr. Danvers, I’m sure we’d all like to hear the rest of your presentation, but if I may interject, I’d like to offer a solution.” The old fucker’s jaw dropped. No one had ever interrupted him before. There’s a first time for everything, buddy.
I ran down the key points of my billion dollar fix, watched as shock passed over everyone’s face, and left them with instructions to call my office for implementation and launch details. I called James as I entered the elevator.
“Waiting out front for you, Mr. Waldorf,” he said without waiting for me to ask. That’s what I liked about James.
“You’re getting a raise,” I said and ran down the itinerary for the evening.
“Understood, sir.”
