Page 46 of Bossy Bodyguard

She peered at me from under her lashes and said in a small voice, “Will you stay close?”

My heart hammered in my chest as I nodded, too surprised to speak.

“Attend the reading with me?” she asked again, her fingers fumbling with the collar of my shirt, her eyes looking anywhere but at my face.

“Of course, Doll. I will stay close,” I promised her. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m here.”

I meant every word I had said.

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KEEP IT A SECRET

EMMA

“Okay.” I took a deep breath, trusting Cillian. “I’ll go down and meet them.”

“Good girl,” he praised me, a soft smile curling on his lips.

“Only if you promise to fuck me later,” I added, knowing I’d need him to forget about it all later.

His eyes widened, his cock bulging at my words underneath me. “Emma…”

“Yes Cillian?”

“Your brother asked me to—”

“Oh, good idea!” I said, smiling brightly. “If I attend the reading, you have to fuck me in the sex club.”

His eyes narrowed. “You are nineteen.”

“And I have my own VIP card because it’s my brother’s club.”

“He will be mad if he knows and he’ll fire me.”

I stiffened. No. I didn’t want Cillian to get fired because of me. “Then we will keep it a secret… please?”

He put me on the bed and stood up, his bulge still prominent behind his sexy slacks. “We can’t have sex with each other, Emma. You’re too fucking young and have a stalker who knows where you live. It’s dangerous.”

“But you said you’d protect me, Cillian,” I said. I didn’t care that I was whining. “Please.”

“Get ready and meet me outside. Go to the meeting first.” His voice was clipped when he stepped out of the room.

Sighing, I flopped on the bed, staring at the small chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It was so hard to tease him and get him to agree. If it was someone else, they’d be on their knees pleasing me, but not Cillian.

He was right. Emma Moore never backs down from a challenge, and I’ll take him to bed tonight no matter what.

Even if the meeting goes bad, I will fuck Cillian tonight.

Wearing a white dress that was like a second skin on me, I donned a dark red lipstick on my lips. Leaving my hair down and wearing YSL heels, I was ready. I felt confident despite the nerves churning in my stomach.

“I can do this,” I said to myself, shaking off the disgusting memories from before. “I can do this. Cillian will keep me safe.”

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to find Cillian leaning on the wall of the dim hallway. His eyes raked over my body as I stared at him shamelessly. He had taken a shower by the look of his damp hair that made his hair look darker and thicker, and his black shirt and pants that fit him like a glove. With revealing neck and forearm tattoos, he looked so fucking delicious. I wanted to have a quickie with him. Right now.

“Come on, Emma,” he drawled, running a hand through his hair. I licked my lips at the sight of very few gray hairs lining his dark hair. I wanted to cling to them when he eats me out.

I didn’t utter a word as I followed him down the stairs to the main hallway. My heart was beating so loudly I could hear it hammering in my ears.

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