Page 21 of Daddies' Captive


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“Steele, she needs to get far away from me right now. I am not going to stand by while she talks badly about Effie.”

“Effie?”

She liked hearing her name being spoken by Steele. She couldn’t see him, nor did she know him, so there was no reason why she should react that way.

But she liked it a heck of a lot.

“Let’s go talk in your office,” Steele added.

“No, we won’t be talking in there,” Grady replied. “We need to talk; we’ll do it somewhere else.”

There was a beat of silence.

“It’s fine, really,” Lucy said. “I’m all right, Steele.”

She rolled her eyes. Lucy was laying it on thick.

“Hey, Grady, Steele, there’s a problem with the alcohol order,” an unfamiliar voice said.

Grady sighed. “I’ll be there in a minute.” He stepped back into the office and shut the door before turning to look at her. “You. Stay here.”

Then he grabbed a set of keys out of his desk drawer and left.

But not before she heard a key turning in the lock.

Did he . . . did he just lock her in here?

Getting up slowly, she moved to the door and tried it.

Shit. Fuck.

That asshole. Obviously, he thought she was going to run.

Which you were.

Yeah, but that didn’t mean he got to lock her in.

She tried to find a comfortable position with her back spasming. But nothing helped. Also, her feet were aching from her stupid shoes, but she didn’t want to take them off. She looked at the clock.

God damn it.

Where the hell was he?

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Damon Steele eyed his best friend curiously.

Grady was usually a closed book to everyone but him. He kept his true feelings and emotions locked down tight. Only letting things slip through his guard when they were alone.

Except for right now. He was glaring down at Lucy. Steele wasn’t sure why, exactly. Sure, Lucy was annoying. But Grady didn’t usually look at her with such fury in his eyes.

Steele couldn’t quite work out what she’d done. Was it because she’d been unkind to the woman who’d fallen while doing her interview? Steele had never known Grady to be protective over someone he’d just met.

Grady wasn’t really that protective of anyone. Sure, he took care of the staff that worked here. But he didn’t favor one over the other. He just considered that part of his job. He didn’t feel anything for them.

Curious.

And why did he lock his office door? He never locked his office door unless . . . unless he had a woman in there.

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