She begins to tug the ring off, and it immediately infuriates me.I grab her finger and push it back on.
“Leave it on.”I growl, irrationally annoyed, and it has nothing to do with Khalid or the Crown Plaza.“We are notactuallyengaged, so you can’t end it.”
I search for a better reason and come up with nothing.
“I may not be a billionaire or fancy businessperson Sebastian Remington, but I am a woman with feelings.I did my best given I had about three minutes' warning.”
Shit.
My eyes roam the darkened limousine, then return to her.Emily is right.I purposely threw her under the bus so she couldn’t run.The orgasm wasn’t planned, but it definitely put her in a compliant mood.One I’m not sorry about in any way or form.
But I was a jerk.
“I’m sorry.The sheikh was playing you and testing us.I had to do damage control, and you ended up the victim.”
Hurt crosses her face, so I take her chin.
“There is half a billion dollars on the table, and many more already invested, Emily.I can’t have this falling over.”
She nods.
“There’s more,” I say, and questioning blue eyes snap to mine.“You need to move in with me.”
“What?I can’t.I live here.”She looks horrified, and now I’m the one offended.
I glance at the diamond, then back at her, then to the Black Hawke Security guard standing out on the street waiting for us.
That thing is worth more than Emily will ever earn over ten lifetimes.Fact.Not judgment.
“I can’t live with you, Sebastian.Are you crazy?”Emily shakes her head over and over and I wonder if she’s going into a panic.“You’re my boss.”
“I’m more than that.Jesus, my fingers were inside your pussy a few hours ago.”My cock thickens as her eyes drop to my pants.
Not helping, Emily.
“I thought this was fake,” she whispers.
Our chemistry isn’t, and she knows that.I could slip my fingers inside her panties and she’d forget her name in three seconds.
The entire situation is a mess, but we can make it work for us.
“Listen, while you wear this extremely expensive diamond, you need the guard.You can’t live here, it’s not safe.”
Borrowing it was a favor that I’ll one day have to return.Losing it?Not even something I want to contemplate.
“One week, Emily.I have a guest room,” I say, but we both know she’ll be in my bed.After tasting her again, I need to fill her with my hard cock.I need her mouth on mine while her breasts press up against me.
I need all of her.
I glance outside the vehicle and consider her position.I haven’t offered anything in return, and given I’m a businessman, that’s rather poor of me.
Pleasure aside, I have bullied her into it so it’s time to make this right.
“I am asking a lot.What if I pay your rent for three months and then help you find another job?”I tuck a lock of auburn hair over her ear.“Let’s enjoy this sexual attraction between us, and once the sheikh returns to Dubai, I’ll move you back to your apartment and you can forget you ever met me.”
Why does that idea not sit right with me?
But I’ll do it.
