Page 53 of Claimed By the Boss

“I’ll get one of those belly support pillows, so I won’t need you at night.” He sticks his little button nose in the air as he sweeps past me, the material of his lightweight coveralls fluttering. “We’ll see who comes crawling.”

With a growl, I snag the back of his bib and tug him into my arms, claiming those lush lips in a heated kiss. The first time I encountered him in the smoke-stained gray of my club, it was like an angel had been cast into my den of sin. The mask that covered half his face drove me crazy with fantasies of what it hid.

When I finally saw his full, uncovered face, with his little pointed chin and mouth that looked like it was made to wrap around my cock, it had taken all my self-control not to throw him down on the nearest flat surface.

My patience paid off when the chance to claim him landed him in my lap, and I’m going to be miserable having him outside the city, where I lose an hour and a half every day with him because of travel.

But it will be worth it, knowing he’s safe and surrounded by servants and my family who can come to his aid if something goes wrong with the pregnancy. Not to mention the fully equipped care facility in the fortified wing of the Rockford estate.

A whimper escapes his sweet lips, and slender arms wrap around my neck as he rises onto his toes, his belly pressing against my stomach.

“Fifteen minutes, Mr. Rockford,” O’Donnell calls from out of sight in the kitchen.

With a groan, Leo pulls back, and his hand disappears into his coveralls to adjust himself. “You’re horrible. Don’t think you’re getting lucky in the car. There’s not enough time.”

Suitcase in hand, I follow him. “Don’t forget your smoothie from the island.”

Leo veers away from the open door to grab the pink cup, raising the straw to wrap his lips around it. He hums happily, his long lashes fluttering and roses blooming in his cheeks. He looked just like that last night with his lips wrapped around my cock, and it makes my blood rush south.

When his blue eyes flick to me, I realize he’s tempting me on purpose, the little minx.

With a growl, I chase him out to the garage and smack his little ass as he climbs into the back of the sedan. I pass O’Donnell the suitcase to stow in the back and climb in after Leo, intent on proving to him that fifteen minutes is more than enough time.

Ten minutes later, Leo tugs his coveralls back up as I rejoin him on the seat.

His chest rises with quick breaths and his hand trembles as he reaches for the smoothie in the cupholder. “I want my own car.”

I lick the taste of him from my lips. “Do you? Because I’ll buy you one and hire a driver for your use.”

He slumps against my shoulder. “Don’t you dare. That’s an enormous waste of money when I work and go to school from home.”

Leo had finally started university classes again and landed a data entry job at a company not owned by my family. When I broached buying it to Aaiden, he told me to let Leo have the independence, but if they don’t treat him right, I’ll crush them.

We drive past a row of dilapidated buildings, and Leo leans forward, his lips parting in surprise. “Stop the car!”

Thank god O’Donnell is well-trained and doesn’t slam on the brakes. Instead, he slows and pulls over to the curb.

Leo crawls across my lap to stare at the gaping hole where his old apartment complex once stood. Now, it’s just an empty lot, surrounded by a chain-link fence.

After a moment, Leo turns narrowed eyes on me. “You did this, didn’t you?”

I lift a shoulder. “It was slum housing and a health risk to the inhabitants.”

He slams me in the chest with the strength of a kitten. “I already let go of my lease and moved out of there. You didn’t have to knock it down to make sure I won’t run away again.”

“This was a business investment.” When his feathery blond brows arch, I add, “I’m also purchasing the buildings on either side.”

O’Donnell glances at me in the rearview mirror, and I nod for him to get back on the road. We have an appointment to make, after all.

Leo settles back in his seat. “What will you do with the lots?”

“Stores on the bottom and apartments on top. I’ve been in discussion with the Omega Outreach Program to bring a clinic to this area so that Omegas have access to free suppressants and healthcare.” I pull him closer against my side. “Employees at my clubs will receive subsidized living so that no one else will have to go through what you did.”

Tears well in his beautiful eyes, and he leans up to press his lips to my cheek. “I love you so much, Nolan Rockford.”

“Come here, sweet boy.” Warmth spreads through me, and I tug him in for another kiss.

I thought I had been caring for the Omegas in my employ, but Leo opened my eyes to how far I still have to go. And if it rolls more money into the family coffers, all the better.

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