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Taking hold of my hand, Mika literally dragged me into Davian’s home. Her enthusiasm told me that she didn’t get guests often, and not any that Davian brought. When we stepped inside, the outside of the house didn’t do the inside justice. With marble flooring and light painted walls, the entry was beautiful. A large ornate chandelier hung high above an oval, dark wood table with a large bouquet of yellow and white roses positioned in the middle. A staircase was set against one wall and curved around to the second floor. Paintings of unknown places that I would have loved to visit hung along the wall.

Mika was ready to pull me into another room just off the entry, but stopped when Davian grabbed her arm. “Mika, I’m sure that Reyna would love to chat with you, but it has been a long night, and she is exhausted from the trip. You can wait until morning to visit.”

She nodded her head in disappointment as she looked at Davian. “You are right. How selfish of me. Your rooms are ready. Rest, and we will catch up later.”

Mika left the entry and went through a door underneath the staircase. Marcus and Calvin followed her, leaving Davian and me alone. I wasn’t sure what to say or do until he took hold of my hand. “I’ll show you to your room.”

I looked down at our entwined hands and then to him. “I…”

As though he knew what I was thinking, he placed his hand on my cheek. “I’ll take you to your room. You will find everything you need there. If there is anything more that you need, just let Mika know.”

I didn’t know what to say. Other than my parents, no one had provided me with anything. If I needed something, I paid for it on my own. My father had said that I would appreciate things more if I paid for them myself.“If you earn the money to purchase what you need, then it will be cherished more than if someone just gives it to you,”he always said.

I didn’t exactly have the means to purchase what I needed, given the situation, which was not my fault. Therefore, I had to accept Davian’s generosity. “Thank you, but all I need is a change of clothes and a toothbrush for now. When we get back to Georgia, I’ll pay you back.”

“I’m not sure how long we’ll be here, but as I’ve said, if you need anything, let Mika know. There is no need for repayment.”

When we reached the top of the stairs, Davian led me down a long hallway that was just as impressive as the entryway. My heels sank into the plush carpet until we stopped in front of a door near the end of the hall. My eyes widened when Davian pushed open the door. The bedroom he had shown me, the one where I would be sleeping, was gorgeous. Neutral colors graced the room with a comforting feeling. It was a change from the masculine grays and blacks in his bedroom at the Regency. The white walls and pale green drapes also made the room bright and cheery. Dark wood flooring and the cherry wood furnishings only added to the room, making the light walls against the dark wood an exquisite combination.

As I walked further into the room, I pushed open another door, and a large bathroom appeared with a state-of-the-art shower with multiple sprayers, two on each wall, and two from the ceiling. What caught my eyes was the large clawfoot tub. I was pretty sure that at least four people could fit inside the shower and at least two in the tub.

Turning toward Davian, who was standing by the bed, I diverted my eyes to another door, which led to a walk-in closet. I didn’t know what to expect, but one thing was for sure, I wasn’t expecting it filled with clothes, all in my size. No way would I ever be able to repay Davian. It wasn’t like these clothes were from a local department store; they were all high-end designer fashions. The shoes and accessories had designer logos of Gucci, Spade, and Vuitton. It was too much. “I can’t possibly accept any of these. There must be close to 50,000 dollars’ worth of clothing and shoes.”

Like a brick wall, Davian was standing behind me when I turned around. My body crashed into his. His arms were around my waist in an instant, and at that moment, the only thing keeping me from pulling away was his woodsy scent. It was dangerous being this close to him. My mind said one thing while my body said another. His powerful arms pulled me closer, and when my head lifted to meet his eyes, his mouth was on mine, sending me into free fall. This was not how I wanted it to go. I wanted to tell him I refused to wear one shred of clothing in the closet. I wanted him to know that I would prefer to be back in Georgia in my own space with my own things.

Instead, he made my body ache for more. Wrapping my arms around his shoulders, I allowed this moment to happen. Davian lifted me from the floor, and my legs found a place around his waist as he carried me over to the bed and set me down. His steely blue eyes were on mine. Maybe it was exhaustion that made me helpless, but I felt wide awake.

“Unless you prefer to walk around naked, which under any other circumstance I would love, you will make do with the clothes I have provided you. If you refuse, you can consider any other room in the house off limits, and you can remain inside these four walls. Your body belongs to me. Understood?”

Just as quickly as my body heated because of his tender touch, it turned to ice. No one had ever spoken to me that way. “I am not a child, Davian.”

He lifted my chin, making sure that my eyes were on his. “I suggest you stop acting like one.”

I was without words as he walked to the bedroom door and pulled it closed as he left. My temperature was beyond the boiling point. I hated that he could make my body react the way it did. I hated the fact that as much as I hated him, I was still attracted to him. Most of all, I hated the fact that he was on the other side of the door, and I was here alone.

~10~

Davian

Reyna was going to be the death of me. When I left her room, all I could think about was stripping off all her clothes and burying myself deep inside her. The way she looked at me played havoc on my guilt. If she only knew how much I hated hurting her. I deserved it. I was such an ass. It was who I was. Having complete control, whether in business or the bedroom, was all I knew.

Standing under the cool spray, I thought for sure it would soften my hard cock, but it reminded me of how badly I wanted to take Reyna’s sweet body. I wanted to feel my cock seated deep inside her as I held her against the tile wall. I wanted to hear her scream my name as I brought her over the edge, begging me for more. Exhaustion was beating at the door, but there was no way I could go to bed in this condition. Grabbing my body wash from the shelf, I poured a generous amount on my hand and worked it up and down my cock. It wasn’t the relief of choice, but thinking of Reyna made it worth every stroke.

Tomorrow I planned on spending the day with Reyna, showing her some of the sights. Call it guilt for the way I had treated her. Hopefully, if I got her out of the house, it would help her get her mind off of what was going on. I wished she understood that my only goal was keeping her safe. I wasn’t sure how many people were under Rui Salko’s control or where he was. Patton had cameras set up in Reyna’s apartment, but there had been no activity since last night. I was pretty sure that they would return since they didn’t find what they were looking for. For that reason alone, I needed to keep Reyna safe. Little did she know, she was the only one who could give them whatever it was they wanted. The problem was, I wasn’t so sure she knew what exactly what that was.

Pulling the covers from my bed, I set the alarm for 8:00 a.m. Four hours of sleep was all I could permit myself to have. I had to get on top of this threat before it got out of control. Punching my pillow, I laid my head back and closed my eyes. My mind was on the warpath with my exhaustion, spinning with thoughts of Reyna. Hopefully, soon my exhaustion would win.

I could have sworn that I had just fallen asleep when the vibration of my phone coupled with a continuous beep echoed in the room.Fuck!I considered hitting the snooze, but I needed to get up. My mind wandered to the bedroom door, thinking about Reyna and whether or not she would be awake. After I slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, I headed down the hall to her room. The door was closed, so I slowly turned the knob and pushed it open. Lying on the bed with her hair fanned across the pillow was my angel. She was still fast asleep, with no sign of waking up soon. Closing the door, releasing some of the tension from my body that sleeping didn’t touch was on my mind.

Heading down the steps, the smell of coffee filled the air. Mika was already completing her daily duties. She was a gem, and even though she was no longer my nanny, I was glad that I kept her as an employee. Growing up, Mika took care of me. I didn’t know much about my birth mother, other than what Mika told me. My mom was a vibrant woman, according to her, and active in the community. When my mom wasn’t off doing her charity events or her volunteer duties at the local shelter, her time was spent at the spa downing mimosas or the country club having brunch with the other wives. The ladies she shared her time with were corporate widows just like her, their husbands too busy to pay any attention to them. Then something changed. According to Mika, she started to imagine things. Like people were after her. I remember her telling me when I was ten that my mom would hear voices and would beg my father to remove all the phones and the electronics in the house. My mom was convinced that the government was spying on her.

I guess my father first noticed her symptoms when they found out she was pregnant with me. At first, he thought nothing of it. He regarded her behavior as a symptom of the pregnancy. The tipping point came when she pulled a knife on him, accusing him of wanting to kill her for stealing government secrets. She was delusional and a danger to herself. That was when my father decided it was best to have her committed to Lakeshore Meadows Psychiatric Hospital before she did something to the child she was carrying, namely me. Once there, the doctors determined that she was in the late stages of paranoid schizophrenia. Lakeshore Meadows was where I was born. It was the last time she said anything that made sense, according to my father. It’s been ten years since I visited her. The day finally came when she didn’t believe that I was her son and was a threat to her life.

Before beginning my workout, I headed to the kitchen to give Mika my morning greeting, just as I did every morning when I came to Cross Estate. As I pushed open the door, I was surprised to find my father sitting at the breakfast bar having coffee while Mika busied herself with preparing breakfast. My father and I had our own agendas, and even though Cross Estate was not his home, he was always welcome.

When I patted my father on the shoulder, he looked up. “Good morning, son. Coffee?”

“Save me a cup. I’m going to the gym to relieve some of this pent-up tension.” I didn’t have to explain to my father what caused the tension. He knew, and he would willingly help in any way he could to keep Reyna safe.