Page 89 of Imperial: The Corvidae Family
I stepped out and shut the door behind me. Now, I needed to make sense of all this shit because what the hell did he mean?
Chapter
Seventeen
Baylyn.
I spent the morning lounging in Emir’s bed, recovering from our night. My body replayed every detail, aching from the way he’d handled me, but I enjoyed every second of him and his dick.
I was also enjoying his house.
His expensive mattress cradled my body perfectly, soft and firm in all the right ways. His bedding was smooth against my skin and carried the light scent of his body wash which was some kind of applewood bourbon I was currently obsessed with. Even in his absence, I was wrapped up in this man and surrounded by him, which made it even harder to leave the comfort of his bed.
I dozed in and out of consciousness, stretching beneath the sheets, sinking deeper into the luxury of his space. But eventually, I got antsy, tossing the covers off and exploring his massive bedroom and the rest of his space. The house was too quiet for my paranoid ass.
I found my way to the kitchen, running a hand over the cool marble counter before making myself a cup of coffee. Emir had the basics, just enough to function and not much else. Since I been here, most of our food was ordered so I was hardly ever fending for myself. I opened a cabinet and found cereal, smirking as I pulled down a bowl and then feeling grateful that he had almond milk. This manliterallyonly had the essentials.
I needed to fix that.
Between bites of cereal, I sent Tae a text letting her know I’d be working remotely. She had no complaints. She trusted me to handle my business because I always did.
I set up my laptop on the kitchen island, answered emails, finalized event details, and followed up with clients. I thrived in organized chaos, but today was different. No noise, no city traffic outside my window, and no coworkers moving around me. Just silence and that was driving me crazy.
By late afternoon the quiet became too loud so I grabbed my phone.
Me: I’m bored.
A response came quickly.
Emir: I’ll be home later.
I pouted at the screen before typing back.
Me:
Me: Come home now and I’ll make you cum.
I watched the dots start and stop.
Emir: Baylyn…
I grinned, biting into my lip.
Me: Yes…?
Emir: We had a deal. Let me deal with this so we can focus on us.
I smiled wider.
Me: Then I’ll make myself cum.
His response came instantly.
Emir: No the hell you won’t. Find something safe to do. I’ll take care of that pussy when I get there.
I decided to switch tactics.
Me: Do you care if Rachelle comes over?
