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His hand wrapped around mine and I could feel the slight tremble in it. “Sure.”
Unlocking the door using an eye scan and fingerprint, Loki helped open the door before the two of us entered the massive office that looked like a luxurious living room area.
“Shit,” I cursed and looked around. “Dimitris…”
“Does that mean it wasn’t decorated to look like a royal paradise for the Queen of England?” Loki inquired. He seemed intrigued with the various paintings that I realized were different depictions of powerful moments in history when women stood for their rights.
“No,” I reasoned with a nervous smile but decided I’d admire the magnificent masterpiece that was now my official office.
You’re so in trouble, Dimi.
I could feel his amusement before he quietly muttered,“I can feel that you like it.”
Just like I can feel your boyish glee.
Zoning back into the present, I tugged on Loki’s hand the moment my eyes caught onto the fireplace that was actually on in the corner of the room. A big, comfy-looking chair of pink vintage fabric with golden hues and gold architecture that accentuated the royal outlook drew my attention.
Loki followed me as we walked over to the very seat, and I let go of his hand to gesture for him to sit. He didn’t question my nonverbal request as he slowly lowered into the chair, but I could tell with one look at him that he felt out of place.
Like he didn’t belong in such a world of luxury.
“Lean further back in the chair, Loki,” I encouraged as I began to take off my suit coat, which got his attention.
“If I’m getting the luxury treatment, I have to make sure Onyx is around so I can piss him off,” he reasoned as if to try to lighten his mood.
“We ain’t going that route this time around,” I reasoned with a wink but took off my coat and walked over to where my desk was to lay it on the chair. I immediately pulled my wallet, keys, access cards, and phone out of my pockets and tossed them onto the desk like they weren’t as valuable as they were.
I didn’t want any distraction, and I further emphasized my point by whispering to Dimitris through the bond,“I need a quiet moment with Loki. Can you just make sure no one interrupts us?”
“Done.”There were no questions asked from Dimitris’s side as his energy brushed along the walls of my unconsciousness as if to offer some support with what I’d picked up on. Maybe this was something an Alpha would do, but I felt like it was my duty to comfort him, especially when he was purposely shoving his anxieties away as if I couldn’t see right through him.
He needed to realize that he was transparent to me, just like I probably was to him.
After opening the first three buttons of my dress shirt so I didn’t feel so stiff, I walked back to Loki and gracefully sat on his lap.
His eyebrow arched in question as he literally didn’t hesitate to check out my cleavage that peeked out of my outfit.
“You’re dangerously hot in professional clothes,” he noted which actually made me chuckle while I further relaxed against him. That made his body further relax before he reached out to hook his arms under my knees and really lift and place me properly in his lap.
“There,” he quietly whispered. “Cozy before the fire. The only difference is you ain’t naked.”
“I mean, I could do that,” I reasoned. “Though I do want your thoughts on seeing me as a guy.”
“It was a bit of a shocker seeing you in the flesh as a male.” He was obviously being truthful as he looked into my eyes. “The Vile Bitch always sent me around to watch your movements, but I guess in my mind I viewed you more like an illusion that needs to be observed before you became something real and threatening…if that makes sense. Not to say you weren’t powerful or a threat, because obviously you had to be for the Vile Bitch to be so concerned with your existence, but I didn’t want to acknowledge you were real.”
“Why?” I was actually curious as I stared into eyes that softened and twinkled in deep thought.
“If I acknowledged your assertiveness, perseverance, strength, big heart, and loyalty…well…maybe I would have fallen for you. Not necessarily in a romantic way. More like an obsession. It wasn’t very different with me stalking you whenever those women got pissed when Roberto snagged another deal or moved up the ladder. I think she wanted me to get rid of you at some point, but…”
“But?”
“I convinced her not to.”
“You did?” That shocked me as I stared at him with wide eyes.
There was another shrug as he briefly looked away to the burning fire of the fireplace.
“Just didn’t make sense to me to end your life. It wasn’t like you were living the glorious life of royalty as you should have. Your sister was living a more extravagant life than you were and yet the suffering you were enduring… didn’t bring her satisfaction. In fact, it seemed to make her angrier. I understand now. Sort of. She knew your suffering was simply a test, and with each milestone you managed to survive and conquer, you were getting closer to the point in time where you’d finally cross the finish line.”
