Page 51 of Daddy's Little Charmer
After he’d gotten off the phone with Harmony, Christian had called the different people his sister owed money to, like the electrical company and phone company, and taken care of the bills over the phone. He’d gotten everything he planned to do done in one afternoon. It was so late that he planned to crash at his sister’s house before heading back a day earlier than he thought.
“Let me talk to her.”
“She’s locked the door, and she hasn’t answered us.”
“If you can’t unlock it, break it down. I want you to make sure she’s okay.”
Within a minute, Connor had jimmied the lock. Both men froze inside the door.
“Boss, she’s asleep. Do you want us to wake her up?” Nico whispered.
“No. Let her sleep. I’ll be home tomorrow and take over.”
Nico turned away from the bed and cursed.
“What?” Christian asked.
“She’s packed the bag she came with. She’s leaving.”
Christian wanted to howl in pain at the thought of losing her.
“I’m getting the first flight back. Don’t let her leave.”
“Even if it’s against her will?”
“Fuck, yes,” Christian snarled and hung up.
Nico looked at Connor and tossed his head to the side before walking out the bedroom door and closing it softly behind him.
“What’s up?” Connor asked once they were in the livingroom.
“Christian is heading back as soon as he can. He wants us to keep her here until he gets home.”
“Damn, man. Keeping her here against her will is fucking wrong and illegal.”
Nico nodded. “I know, but this is Harmony. Do we really want her out on the streets by herself in that condition?”
Connor glanced toward the bedroom door before he shook his head. “No. Christian can make this right. I know he can.”
Nico nodded. “Where’s her phone and her purse?”
“I brought them in with me when we got home from seeing Agnes. They’re by the front door. Why?”
“I think we need to do everything we can to keep her here. Hide her purse. We’ll have to take turns sleeping. I can see her trying to get past us when we’re out. I’m also going to turn on the alarm. It will signal if another door is open, and she can’t get to the panel with us right here.”
Chapter Eighteen
Harmony awoke the next morning with a terrible headache from crying and a ball of misery in her stomach at the thought of never seeing Christian again.
She rose, took a quick shower, and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt she’d had for years. She dried her hair and put it up in a messy bun on top of her head. Her thoughts were rambling too much for her to make a concrete plan for her future, and she was too tired to care at that moment.
The only thought that wouldn’t leave her was to get away from the house and Christian and give herself a little time. Just time to cry and time to rest. She still had money from before Christian, so it wasn’t like she had to go out and get a job right away. She had options.
Harmony picked up her bag, opened the door, and turned to look at the bed one more time. A wall of emotion threatened to shake her resolve to leave. When she was stronger, she knew she’d have to talk to Christian, but she wasn’t strong enough at that moment.
She heard nothing as she walked down the long hallway, but stopped suddenly to see Nico and Connor standing between her and the door with their arms crossed and determination stamped on their features. She took in a shuddering breath and squared her shoulders.
“Um, can you guys excuse me?”
