Page 40 of If You Could Only Believe
“Well, after Mase told Mom everything, she looked at my dad for confirmation. According to Mason, he hadn’t said much-mostly because I had broken his jaw, but he did manage to threaten to send me to jail.”
Sophia wasn’t having it and I fell in love with her just a little more. “I knew we should have killed the bastard!”
I leaned up and ran my hand across her bare knee. “Thanks, baby, but that won’t be necessary.” I brought my other hand to rest on her other knee. I couldn’t have her sitting on my desk and me not touching her. “Mason threatened him back, telling him that if he so much as looked my way again, Mason would sell off every piece of Buchanan Industries and leave my father with nothing. My father tried to laugh off the threat reminding Mason how many shares he and my mother owned, and Mom went gangster on him. She told Dad she didn’t need her BI shares and said she was breaking up her shares evenly amongst her sons. That put Dad in the minority.”
“Wow,” she whispered. “That’s…well, I’m not sure what that is, but I can’t see something like that stopping your father.”
I smirked and my hands left her knees and started rubbing over her thighs. “You’re right. It didn’t. He threatened to make our lives hell if we tried to oust him.” I finally stood up and stepped towards Sophia until I was standing in between her now spread thighs. I kept my hands on her skin as I finished explaining, “That’s when Mason told him that if he didn’t stay away from us and our wives, we’d sell all our shares of BI to our wives for a dollar and we’d retire now, letting you girls run the show.”
Sophia’s eyes widened. “And he didn’t die of a heart attack right there?”
I chuckled. “Unfortunately, no.”
Her hands came up to play with my tie; her troubled mocha orbs searching my face for some peace. “Do you think that worked?” she asked. “Do you think he’ll leave you guys alone?”
I grabbed her by her hips and tugged her towards me until her pussy was lined up perfectly with my hardening cock. “As long as he leaves you girls alone, I don’t give a fuck,” I told her honestly.
She kept playing with my tie, but I know she could feel what I wanted to do to her. “I would like nothing more than to let you bend me over this desk, Michael, but we can’t.”
I pulled back and growled, “Why the fuck not?”
She sighed, and I just knew she was going to hit me with a valid argument as to why I couldn’t fuck her right now. “People are already whispering about us, Michael. Aiden’s unorthodox transfer this morning is making tongues wag if nothing else has already. I can’t be…Look, normally, I don’t care what people say about me, but I’d rather not be-”
I gripped her chin in between my fingers and squeeze. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence, Sophia,” I warned her. “You are mygirlfriend.You got that? No. Actually, you’re my fiancé, because believe me, babe, I haven’t forgotten about your marriage proposal. So, the only time you are going to become the office slut, my shameless employee or my dirty whore, is when we’re roleplaying, and you want to be fucked like one.”
Sophia squirmed a little, and I knew my words were turning her on, but she held fast. “I’m not your fiancé, Michael,” she snipped. “That was…that was just to shut my mother and sister up.”
I rubbed my hard cock against her center just because I could. “No take backsies, Sophia,” I dictated. “I took your ramblings as a marriage proposal and I’m not letting you take it back.”
She laughed. “Take backsies? You have a goddamn Blaineview College education and you’re throwing around words like ‘take backsies’?”
I shrugged a shoulder. “Blaineview is not the Holy Grail of vocabulary.”
Sophia blinked twice before blurting out, “I should probably run away from the crazy lot of you now while I still can.”
God, she was so clueless.
I stopped molesting her and took her face in my hands. “Baby, it’s too late for that. I’ll always chase you no matter how far and fast you run from me.”
She wrapped her tiny hands around my wrists. “Why me, Michael?” she asked, her eyes shiny. “I don’t understand it. Even if I’m doing my best to accept it, I just can’t understandwhy me?”
How do I answer that? I didn’t know why it was her. I just knew that it was. But I had to give her something. I had to say something to make her realized how serious this was for me. This also meant I had to will my dick to go back down. The last thing I wanted her to think was that I was just using her to get my dick wet now that I’d lost my purity status.
“Do you remember the night of the party when I found you working, and you told me you thought it was unprofessional of me to laugh at you?” Sadness danced in her eyes as she nodded at the memory. “I think that’s when I first knew you were going to be the woman who was going to change my life. I had never met anyone who was so honest with their…everything. From telling me to turn around because you couldn’t concentrate with me looking at you, to you asking my family if they all took medication…” I chuckled, and she winced. “I knew that whatever made you the way you were, I wanted to possess that. I’d never had a girlfriend or sex, but I knew…I knew that I needed what it was that you could offer me. And it turns out I was right, because I found out that it waspeacethat you offered me.” I leaned down and placed a quick kiss on her forehead. “Sophia, you are what settles my troubled soul. All the beatings, all the abuse, neglect, superficial people in my life, all of it…it all becomes nonexistent when you walk into the room. And you’re out of your mind if you think I’ll ever give that up.”
Sophia launched herself at me and started crying in my arms. I wrapped my arms around her and held on as tightly as I could without suffocating her. But one thing was clear as crystal between her sobs.
And that was her chanting ‘I love you, I love you’ over, and over again.
Chapter 23
Sophia~
I’d only been working for Shane for two days, but I was already in love with her, Denise, Justice and Shane’s entire division. Even Justice’s friend Bea was cool. It was just such a different work atmosphere from the seriousness of BI. Now, don’t get me wrong, Shane took her job very seriously, but I think she exuded like…happy pheromones or something, but everyone was just so…pleasedto work alongside her.
It was late Friday afternoon, and we were all in one of the conference rooms going over a last-minute marketing strategy for a client who was screwed over by their previous marketing firm, and it was a small business that took a huge hit when they got fucked over. Sure, they were in the process of trying to recoup their losses with the other firm, but they still needed something to garner revenue now to sustain their continued success.
At first, I had been surprised that Shane would take on such a small business client, but then I remembered she was Shane Buchanan, and it all made sense. I had also overheard her telling Mason that, if she failed, he needed to bail the client out of their financial jam because it was their responsibility to help people who have been wronged.
