Page 132 of Billion Dollar Revenge

But I see it’s my lawyer, Hayden.

“Hi.”

“Chelsea. How are you?”

My heart pounds harder. I wish he would just deliver the news already.

“Good, good. What’s the latest?”

He chuckles. “Straight to the point, I get it.”

Hayden was referred to me by Evan. He recommended him because he’s proven to be a good and trustworthy lawyer. I can’t disagree when all he wants to do is to protect me. I want to feel safe too.

“He pleaded not guilty, and he’s been refused bail and is waiting for his trial.”

“When's the trial?”

“December 11th.”

“Okay,” I exhale.

“Miss Macfarlane, he will be found guilty.”

I hope so…

“Thanks, Hayden.”

I hang up and shake off the scared feeling that thinking of Bobby gives me and head upstairs to the man who can wipe Bobby from my mind.

The elevator ride gives me butterflies. No matter how much I see him in a day, it’s never enough.

I open his office door slowly with the key he gave me.

My fingers wrap tightly around the door handle as I see him sitting at his desk while on the phone. He hasn’t noticed me yet. I rest my head against the door, needing a moment to soak him in. My powerful, protective man.

He’s changed his outfit, swapping his athletic wear for a black suit with a white shirt, no tie. His hair is messier than usual, and I know it’s from my class earlier. His tousled waves are more prominent now.

When his eyes flick to mine, they widen. My lips quirk, loving that I’ve caught him by surprise.

I lift off the door and close it. All the while, keeping my eyes trained on him.

His hand lifts to his jaw as he rubs, probably wondering what I’m doing.

I step around his desk, and he follows my movements. I’m impressed he manages to continue talking without a change in his voice.

Coming beside his chair, his hand reaches out to grab my waist. He tries to pull me down onto his lap. I shake my head andpush the chair and turn it to face me. Then I drop to my knees and hear a sharp intake of his breath.

Unfastening the button on his black pants, it’s followed by his zip. His eyes darken with lust as his hand reaches out to touch my chin. His strong thumb grazes my lips as if he’s already picturing what I’m about to do to him.

Pulling down his pants and briefs, I reveal his cock. His big erection jutting out of his suit makes my mouth water. Staring at his cock, and then up into his deep blues has me shuffling on my knees, as moisture pools between my thighs. I want to do this for him.

I lick my lips, and his eyes follow the movement.

He continues to talk in a calm voice and look at me with a steady gaze. How he’s able to do that is incredible. But I want to break him. With an evil glint in my eye, my mouth comes down, and I take his tip between my lips. I swirl my tongue around him, enjoying the way his smooth skin and the salt of his pre-cum make me moan. I keep it quieter, but I need him to know I’m loving this. I want him to come in my mouth, then I’ll leave and return to my classes.

He says bye to whoever it was on the phone and drops it onto the desk. His hands move to push my bangs out of my eyes.

“So pretty,” he mumbles darkly. I take some of his thick cock in my mouth and release it, repeating that motion as I moan.

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