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I tilt my head back and show him the mouthful of his arousal I’m holding.
He smirks at me. “Such a good girl.” He admires the view for a few more seconds. “Now swallow.”
Having a better idea as afuck youfor making this all about himself, I close my mouth and offer a half grin. Before I lose my confidence, I look down at his shoes and spit his cum on them. It takes everything in me not to laugh at the confusion followed by outrage on his face.
I stand up and smile. “Next time you want to use my body for your satisfaction, make sure there’s something in it for me too. See you at home, Mr. CEO.”
23
Amillionquestionsflurrythrough my mind as I take the lift to the top floor. Who would kill him? Is it even murder? Maybe they got unlucky with the batch they bought. Even though I’m not shedding tears for the serial rapists, I need to know if Huxley had something to do with it. I would be naïve to ignore the coincidence of them dropping dead only a month after I met them.
I barge into the office and drop my bag onto my desk before storming over to Huxley’s and interrupting whatever conversation he and Xavier were having.
“You’re late,” he points out.
I smile at him. “Apologies. I forgot to ask the two officers to sign me a late note.”
“Officers?” Xavier asks, his brows pulling together. “Where were you?”
“The police station,” I bite out.
“Why?”
I stare at Huxley, wanting to take in his reaction to the news. “My father and his friends were murdered.”
There is evident surprise on his face before it morphs into apathy. He looks like he couldn’t care less, even if he tried. When I don’t look away from him, he sighs. “Are you expecting me to be sad about it?”
“Did you do it?”
This time, there’s a much bigger reaction. For a moment, he looks disheartened before he looks angry. “You think I murdered four men?”
“It can’t be a coincidence, Hux!”
“Well, it is. I don’t go around murdering people. Is that the man you think I am?”
“How would I know? I barely know you!”
This time, the sadness lingers, and he doesn’t hide it. He stares at me as my words weigh heavier on his chest than the news of murder. He pulls his bottom lip into his mouth as he nods. “If after ayearof knowing me, you think I’m capable of murder, then you don’t know me. If I wanted to murder the man and his little rapist club, I would have done so when I found him. I wouldn’t have told you he existed and taken you to him.”
“You what?” Xavier booms, reminding me of his presence.
Maybe I should have waited until we were alone.
“What the hell did you do?” The question is directed at Huxley, but he doesn’t flinch under the deadly stare.
“I drove her to Cardiff to meet her father.”
A string of curses emits from Xavier before he stands up and presses on the back of the chair. “How stupid are you? You took apregnantwoman to meet with a man youknewwas a rapist. What if something happened to her?”
I feel guilty that Huxley is facing the brunt of his anger, considering I was the one who asked to go. The need to defend him is too overwhelming. “It was my idea. I practically begged him.”
His stormy eyes turn to me. “I can’t even count how many clauses you broke in your contract! I don’t care if you threatened to jump off a bridge!” He points at Huxley. “You should have known better! How stupid are the pair of you? Why didn’t you tell me?” His question is directed to me.
I peer at Huxley before addressing Xavier again. “We weren’t exactly on speaking terms,” I answer vaguely.
He punches the chair. “I don’t care, Savannah! You come tomebefore you put your life in danger.“ His eyes soften a degree. “What if something happened to you? What would I have done? How would I…” He swallows his panic down. “How would I tell Emery that our baby… you…everything. How would I continue living knowing I lost everything I’ve spent my life waiting for?”
As vain as it sounds, I know he isn’t talking about the baby. He’s talking aboutme. I can see it on his face and body. His fingers flex as if he wants to touch me, ensuring I’m still here.
