Page 6 of Dare You to Catch Me
“Is that a threat boy?”
The words seethe from lips. “That's a promise.”
“Ace, back down.” My father orders but I don't leave my deadly gaze with Charles until I feel a small soft hand on my chest covering my rapidly beating heart and a soft voice whispering out, “He's not worth it, Ace.”
My eyes land on Emma and I swear I see tears in her eyes, her cheek red, the imprint of Charles' hand coming to light which causes me to cringe. I understand it is common for the bosses to treat women poorly, especially when they speak out of place, using them for whatever they may, but I don't tolerate hitting women, it's a hard no for me.
I take a step back, then grab her hand that's resting over my heart; that is trying so hard to calm down, but the protective wave that is crashing over me, is making it hard. I lead her to my chair and sit her down, then turn towards Papa and Charles. “What is the meaning of this?”
“As you know, you both need to marry to produce Heirs to continue our family legacy.” My father speaks up.
“I'm not getting married, end of story!” Emma hisses, her nostrils flaring. I place a comforting hand on her shoulder, looking down at her. “Let's listen to what they have to say.”
She raises a brow at me then crosses her arms, which causes me to chuckle to myself with her sass, before I look back at Papa. “Go on.”
“I don't want another boss coming in here claiming what I've built with Charles, so the way to fix that is for the two of you to marry, keeping it strictly between our families, ending with one family when you produce an Heir.”
Emma looks like she just had everything taken from her, as her eyes begin to pool with tears. “Excuse me, I need to use therestroom.” She doesn't wait for permission, she stands as my hand falls from her shoulder and she is out of my office door before I can get a word in.
Caz pokes his head in and I bark an order, “Don't let her leave.”
He nods and he is out the door. I look back to Papa and Charles, taking in a deep breath, then look at Charles seething the words from my throat, “You taught hernothingof this life and now you want her to marry me, you’re fucking scum.”
Charles' lip curls into a snarl, but Papa stands up, stepping between us incase I pounce like the fucking tiger I can be.
“She knows her place and she will do as I say.” Charles growls.
At this point right here, I knew I had to convince Emma to agree to this, or I'm afraid Charles is going to do something dirty.
“This is for the best interest of the casinos but also our family brotherhood. The alliance between the families will be stronger.” Papa advises.
“We can't force this on her, or she is going to run.” I state.
And I have a feeling when she does, you will not find her if she is driving that car, getting the sense she is a runner.
EMMA
My heart beats hard in an uncontrollable rhythm in my chest, taking my breath from my lungs, my mind fuzzy.
I have to get out of here. I have to leave. I find the nearest exit and dart towards it until Caz jumps in front of me.
“Get out of my way, Caz.”
“I'm afraid I can't do that Emma, Ace's orders.”
“You tell Ace, he knows where to find me if he wants to talk privately.”
I take a step to the side and Caz cuts me off, so I hike my knee up connecting with his groin before I dart for the door. Getting in my car, my phone rings again, immediately declining the call from Ace for the 5th time.
Fuck you, Ace; come and findme.
ACE
My office door flies open and Caz appears panting, his hand cupping his dick. “She left Sir, I couldn't stop her, but she did say, you know where to find her.”
I grit my teeth as I shoot daggers at Charles and Papa. I fucking knew she would run out of here, now the question, can I catch her?
“You better hope that I can change her mind or no one is getting what they want.” I walk out of my office, pull my phone from my pocket and call Emma, of course she sends me straight to voicemail.
