Page 79 of Desperate Needs

Right up to the part where I was fucking his daughter.

So, I watched him over the past twenty-four hours. This morning, I broke into his floor in Volkov Towers. Then I waited right outside his office.

I’d arrived a half hour earlier than the man himself. It wasn’t easy, walking in like I belonged, getting past his security with my own card that I made myself using what I took from his database.

I even wore it on a lanyard around my neck like the rest of the people inside.

And I did it all to make a point, and that was simply that I could.

He glared at me with black eyes as he approached.

“Inside,” he grunted the single word, and I dipped my chin.

He walked in first, giving me his back, which was a clear dis. But I had it coming, and I wasn’t about to attack the father of the woman I loved.

Fuck.

Every time I thought about her, my heart damn near squeezed me to death. I couldn’t eat. Couldn’t sleep. Not without her.

It was a helluva thing, too. She stopped using her computer. Hadn’t logged in to Sigma at all.

The only thing that stopped me busting her door down was knowing I was playing for keeps now.

That and the fact I hacked her security system and watched her coming and going. I even had a team following her covertly, behind Sigma’s guys, of course. Didn’t want those mugs chasing my team away.

Last, I got Balor to hack into her streaming services and cable network. So when she turned on the television or listened to music, it was like I was right there with her.

She had eclectic tastes, but her favorite seemed to be those reality shows looking for lead singers. I grinned. She was so damn cute. But I missed her like mad.

I yearned to feel her soft skin, that luscious body of hers, pressed against mine.

I wanted to taste her flesh. To breathe in the vanilla citrus fragrance that was all her.

Never in my life had I ever wanted someone as desperately as her. It wasn’t just a fleeting desire or a passing whim.

It was a need that gnawed at me constantly. A pull deep within my chest that I couldn’t ignore.

Every moment without her felt incomplete. Like something crucial was missing.

She wasn’t just a person I wanted to be around. Clementine had become the very thing that made everything else make sense.

The way she understood me without needing words. The way she submitted to my ferocious appetite for her.

Her mere presence filled the gaps in my world. Like she’d been made simply to be mine.

I couldn’t pinpoint when it started. When my focus turned from securing the Group as the best security firm in the world, to wanting to possess her.

All I knew was that suddenly, or not so suddenly, nothing seemed as important as the thought of keeping her with me.

My heart raced at the mere thought of her smile, her laughter, the way she looked at me with tenderness and adoration.

Fuck, but I wanted her to look at me like that again. I needed it.

Clementine was a gift. She made everything feel lighter, brighter.

This longing wasn’t just emotional. It was physical, too.

My body felt restless when she wasn’t close. I needed her in a way that went beyond words, beyond logic.

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