This woman’s obedience and her willfulness keep my cock hard for her at nearly all times. I’m not going to hide it from her. She needs to know the effect she has on me.
She adjusts her footing, pressing her ass back at me until my cock nestles between her ass cheeks. If she wasn’t wearing those damn slacks, I could feel more of her.
Maybe I should get rid of all her pants and force her into skirts at all times. Then when moments like this happen, I can easily flip the material up out of my way.
“Amelia.” I move the chestnut locks away from her ear. “Tell me what happened. Did someone hurt you?”
Already, I have in mind who I will send to pick up whoever did it. I won’t let them handle it though, that will be my pleasure.I’ll have him dumped into the basement of one of the Romanov warehouses. Then I’ll deal with him.
“No.” She shakes her head.
The movement makes her bump into my chin. After another slow drag of air, she breathes out the answer.
“Lucas was stealing money from the center. And the accountant says I have to report it, otherwise I risk having the foundation and the center shut down for fraud.”
Gently, I pull her arm until she’s facing me again. The redness of her cheeks has dulled to a pink blush, and the tension has eased from her eyes.
“Why would Lucas be stealing money from the foundation or the center?” They’re basically one and the same, but there are two ways to get money if he wanted to embezzle.
Her expression hardens again. “Because of you.”
“Me.” I flatten my hand against my chest.
I’ve been accused of many things, and most of them have held some truth to them, but making someone embezzle from a charitable foundation is not one of them. Or would it ever be.
There are much better ways to make money, and more lucrative too.
“What did I have to do with it?”
She seems to lose some of her steam as her shoulders drop and she lets out another heavy sigh.
“He got the idea from you. Or he got the taste for criminal activity from you. I don’t know how you’re involved; I just know Lucas never would have done it on his own.”
I nudge her chin with my knuckles when she looks away so that she’s focused on me again.
“Amelia, if I wanted to steal money, your foundation would be the last place for something like that.”
“He stole two hundred and fifty thousand dollars. That’s not a small amount.”
I suppress the smile tugging on my lips. It’s easy to forget that while Amelia wasn’t raised without excess around her, she has never seen the amount of wealth that I possess.
“Amelia, I earned that amount before I rolled out of our bed this morning.” I run the back of my hand along her jaw, hoping to ease the tension building again.
She’s angry and confused and hurt and I hate every one of those emotions as they play across her beautiful features.
I want her safe and warm and happy, tucked away where I can protect her from all the harm the world can do to a person. Knowing first-hand the horrible people that run this world, I can’t help but want to hide her away from it.
“You did?” She frowns. “Of course you did.”
She steps back into the corner and pushes her head back until she’s staring at the ceiling. “Why would he do this?”
“Are you sure he did?” I walk back to my desk and pick up the folder she threw down.
“The accountant was certain. Lucas had emailed the bookkeeper with invoices and there are also transactions that he himself entered into the books.” She reaches across my arm and points to the ledger I’m scanning. “See, there’s his sign on credentials. We all have them so the software can track who did what.”
“Does anyone have your password to the software?” I quickly flip through the lists and ledgers in the folder.
The accountant has reason to be concerned, but Lucas wasn’t a man for this sort of thing. He wouldn’t steal from his sister. He wouldn’t have done anything that would put the center in danger of being shut down.