Page 56 of Bully Billionaire Dragon

I won’t be able to stand it if anything happens to her.

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The next day is spent watching Taylor from afar.

She meets with Dylan and then goes home. That is what her day looks like.

My dragon appreciates being let out and watching her this whole time, but he also gets jealous any time she is with Dylan.

It doesn’t help that Dylan is an attractive guy, giving me a run for my money. I know I have nothing to be jealous of. I was Taylor’s first and I don’t imagine she will be running off to sleep with someone else days later. Or at least I hope she won’t.

Just that thought alone sets my dragon's teeth on edge as I return to Druk Technologies. Once I make it to the roof, Damon is there waiting for me, as it is his turn to watch Taylor for a few hours.

“Hey man,” I say to Damon.

He grunts at me as he pulls at the neck hem of his skin.

“What’s wrong?”

Damon glares at me, “She better actually be your mate. Otherwise, we are doing all this for nothing.”

My dragon begs me to snap at Damon, but I know he means well.

“I truly believe that she is, Damon. Otherwise, why would Carnelian be after her?”

Damon shrugs, “Maybe she’s his mate.”

This time, my dragon and I are on the same page as anger overwhelms me.

“No, she’s mine,” I snap, baring my teeth at Damon.

A wicked grin takes over his face, “There he is.”

I realize now that Damon is just pushing my buttons like always does.

“What was that for?” I ask, confused about why he is determined to try and set me off.

“I wanted to see if she was your mate, and with you acting this way, she must be,” Damon clarifies. “It would be just our luck that the lawyer suing us is your mate.”

I chuckle and Damon joins in.

“Keep her safe,” I say to Damon after our shared laughter.

“I’ll do my best. You try not to stress out too much.”

I nod as I watch Damon shifting before he disappears from sight.

Watching another dragon shift always makes my own restless, even if I did let him out all day.

Going back to my office, I sit down and get some work done. The court case is in one day, and we still have our jobs to do.

The rest of the day goes by in the blink of an eye before it is over and I am packing up.

“How are you holding up?” a voice asks from the doorway.

Looking up, I see Liam casually leaning against the doorjamb.

“I’m fine, why?”

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