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I just didn't know it was going to hurt so fucking bad.
CHAPTERSEVEN
Simon
This stupid motherfuckerthinks that firing me is going to keep me away from Bella, but he's got another thing coming. I don't waste my time arguing with the man.
Once he dismisses me, I don't even give him a nod before I turn and storm out of his house. I knew he had something up his sleeve, and my suspicions are confirmed now when I see Bella walking out of the house toward the limo.
My breath catches at the vision she makes. She's wearing a little black cocktail dress with modest heels. She looks so pretty it almost hurts to look at her, but I see the sad, forlorn look on her face, and it tears at my heart.
I've been sitting parked over here across the street all day waiting for the moment that she would come out because I'll be damned if I'm going to leave her alone and unprotected. I meant what I told her. I’m here for her now and always.
I put my car in gear and follow behind the limo. I watch as she's escorted inside a fancy restaurant. She's only out of my sight for a split second as I curse and try to find a place to park so that I can go in and watch her.
A ball of dread settles deeper and deeper in the pit of my stomach the longer she’s out of my sight. I have a really bad feeling about tonight and what she's doing here.
My suspicions are only confirmed when I walk into the restaurant and spot her sitting at a table with some pretentious blond-headed fuck. I don't like the look in his eyes or the predatory way his gaze roves over my princess. The man is probably a few years older than me, and my stomach sours at the thought that her father is auctioning her off like this.
One look at Bella's sweet face lets me know she's not here by choice. My hands ball into fists, and before I even think about what I’m doing, I'm making my way over to their table.
The man reaches out and runs his finger along Bella’s bare shoulder, and that's when I snap. My pace quickens as I bolt across the room. I'm on him faster than a fly on shit. I yank him up out of his chair and fling him away from her.
“Simon!” Bella’s startled gasp is one of relief. She looks up at me like I'm her knight in shining armor.
“Do you want to be here?” I ask her sternly.
She bites her lip and shakes her head, no hesitation.
That's all I need to know. I take her hand and gently pull her from the chair, ignoring the sputtering of the asshole still sprawled on the floor behind me. I hear the shocked murmurs of the patrons in the restaurant. The manager is already making his way over to us, no doubt to kick me out. I hold up my hand before the man can speak. “No need, we'll see ourselves out,” I growl, my body still vibrating with anger. I can’t get the image of another man’s hands on her out of my head. I think it’ll haunt me for the rest of my life.
I don't wait for a response as I wrap my arm protectively around Bella’s shoulders and lead her toward the door. She’s crying by the time I get her safely in my vehicle. My heart breaks at the tears rolling down her cheeks.
I place a tender kiss on her forehead as I buckle her up. “Please don't cry, princess. Everything's going to be okay. I promise I'm going to make everything okay.”
She sniffs and looks up at me so trustingly it spears a knife right through my heart. “I was afraid I'd never see you again,” she whimpers.
I cup her cheek as I reassure her adamantly, “Nothing could keep me away from you. Never worry about that, baby.”
When she finally gives me a little smile, I leave her long enough to walk around to the driver's side and put the car in gear. She doesn't ask me where we're going. She trusts me completely, and that trust humbles me.
For the first time ever, I have her buckled up in the front seat next to me, and nothing's ever felt more right than having her by my side like this where she belongs.
“Simon?” she says my name in her sweet little voice, and I reach over and place my hand on her thigh.
“Yes, baby.”
She doesn’t speak. Instead, she lifts my hand up and places a gentle kiss on my palm.
That kiss might as well have been a match to kerosene.
My entire body ignites, my cock immediately rising to full mast in my jeans. “Fuuuuck,” I growl as my vision blurs. How can that one press of her lips against me have me shaking so badly?
I pull off on the side of the road, no longer thinking coherently. My mind is buzzing with images of what I want to do to her. I throw the car in park and pull her over until she’s straddling me.
She lets out a little gasp as she settles her weight on me. I feel the hot pulsing of her little mound against my hard cock. Her eyes widen when she feels me pressing up into her. Her lips part in a little “o” that makes precum bead from the tip of my cock.
“Do you know how crazy you make me? I’ve wanted you from the moment I first set eyes on you. Everything about you is perfect,” I whisper as I drop kisses on her shoulder.
