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So I fought my way out of the hospital. I was ready to pull a weapon, but fortunately Ricco knew some people and made some calls.
I had to come back.
Not just for my club. Not just to my family.
I came back here forher.
I open the door to my office. And when I see her, everything I planned on saying falls away. The lecture I planned to give her. The scolding for disobeying me. I can’t think beyond the image of the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, looking at me with eyes wide and trusting and full of hope and authentic remorse.
She’s innocence and light to my depravity and darkness.
She’s trusting and kind where I’m hardened and ruthless.
“I’m sorry I disobeyed you,” Eden says in a soft voice. Her dainty, pretty hands lay in her lap. “Please forgive me, Sergio.”
Goddammit.
Already done.
That quickly, my reservations evaporate like smoke and my words turn into vapor. I see her eager-to-please face and hopeful, trusting eyes. I remember what I realized in that hospital bed.
She opens her mouth and continues to talk. “I heard that you were in an accident. I heard that you were hurt.” When she blinks, a lone tear rolls down her cheek. “I hated the thought of disobeying you, and I didn’t come here because I was curious. I came here because I had to find out if you were alright.”
Eden was worried about me?
I cross the room, the blood pounding in my ears so loudly I can’t hear myself think. She was worried aboutme.
I lean on the edge of the desk to keep my hands still. I look at the frosted glass behind her, the panel that separates my office from the rest of the club. With one click of a button, I could show her everything that’s down there and more.I could show her a world she’s never known. I could show her what I long for, what I crave.
I could pull back the curtain and unveil my true self to her. I could show her…me.
When I don’t speak, she shifts uncomfortably in her chair. She opens her mouth to speak then snaps it shut and looks away.
I came back here for her. I fought my way out of that hospital bed and came back because I knew that she and I weren't done yet. I knew that I had to table any desire I had for her out of respect for her, even though that's not who I am. I've always been someone who's taken what I want when I want it.
I suspected she'd eventually disobey me. The temptation to see what lay beyond the walls of the kitchen would be too much to bear. But now I know she came to find out what happened to me. She's not testing me, or trying to disobey me, she was truly concerned about me.
But if she is who I think she is… Will she run?
I walk to my desk and contemplate my choices.
Aw, fuck it. This is the problem with a cerebral mind. I’m alwaysthinkingandplanningand trying to make the choice that’s going to pay off in the long run.
If I think about this too hard, I’d fire her for disobedience because someone who disobeys can’t be trusted.
She deserves a spanking for what she did. For breaking our trust.
But I trust her and she had good reasons. She’s guileless and…sweet.
I sit on the edge of my desk and look at her. At that long, long blonde hair in a braid that hangs over her shoulder. Some wisps have come loose, giving her the appearance of a runaway fairy. Cheeks pink and flushed, her lips parted as if she doesn’t know what to say next. I stare into her eyes, the color of cornflowers, as blue as the fathomless sky on a cloudless day.
I crook a finger at her, holding back my need to reach for her with focused self-control. She needs to come to me of her own accord.
I want her to face me.
“Come here, Eden.”
I watch her eyes dart to the small distance between us.
