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This fucking woman drives me right to the center of hell and back again. I brush my lips against hers in a fleeting caress. But I hold her there against the door because I can, because I want to, because I’m not allowed to strangle her.
Fuck me.
I’d plunder that mouth if I could.
But Mia, with that pretty, just past the shoulders, black hair, big brown eyes, and full lips, is forbidden territory. She’s my boss and friend’s little sister.
And she’s been dragged into a hell far different from than the one she drives me to, too many times.
If I could kill the fuckers who laid a finger on her all over again, I would.
She’s also the most stubborn, irritating woman I’ve had the misfortune to meet. Her careening about town, about this place without me, without personal security, is a crime all its own.
She kicked me out of her life recently, along with all the heavy-handedness of her brothers, cousin, and father, because she’s that pigheaded, and she kept pointing out everything was a-okay in her life on both a personal level and on a safety level.
But as I’ve learned, that isn’t true. And now I’m going to keep her safe, whether she wants me to or not.
“Get off me, Christian.”
“You’d know it if I was on you, Mia. I gave you a kiss hello.”
She lifts her face, and the scar she wears like a brand of her strength and inner beauty, catches the light in her office. Her eyes narrow and to say she isn’t happy to see me might be the understatement of the year.
“Your thigh is where it shouldn’t be. And your hands are on me and not broken into tiny pieces. I’ll gladly do that. Break every bone in both your hands.”
I shift, moving up a little more against her. “You talk a good fucking game, Mia. But can you walk the walk? Also, what if it wasn’t me?”
“No one else would dare come into my office with everyone out there.” She offers a small, cold smile.
“Was that a . . . compliment?”
“No. And go back to my brother’s side like a good boy.”
“Boy?”
“Boy.”
Laughing at her attempt to fuck with me, I just bring my mouth to her ear. “Gotta try a little harder if you want to insult me, Mia.”
“Go away. I’m safe.”
I almost hold up the note I found crumpled up next to the trash, but I don’t. I’ll keep that one up my sleeve.
“Not true. No one saw me come in. I’m better than most, but, sweetness, I waltzed in, and no one saw. If I can, others can. You need help, and I’m here.”
“Want me to call my father again?”
I laugh and step away because if I stay where I am, I’m going to end up with a massive hard-on instead of the semi I’m sporting now. “And your brother, my sister, your cousin, the list goes on. They didn’t want to listen last time—”
“But they did,” she says, voice full of too much sugar, “and they will again.”
“No. They won’t.”
She stomps to her desk and leans against it, and I cross my arms and stand between her and the door.
It’s Mia. I won’t put it past her to make a run for it. And if she does . . . well, let’s just say I might enjoy getting up close and fucking personal with her again.
Maybe I’ll do more than kiss her hello.
