No demands.
No people.
Dominion was always full of wealthy, egotistical men who wanted their hands held by ownership or senior management—people with disposable income and nothing else to do with it. I’d never understood my father’s drinking or gambling. Excess never filled the gaps people thought it would.
“You seem deep in thought,” Rowan murmured.
“What do you plan to do with me when you get bored?” I asked, suddenly tired of not knowing.
“Bored?” He scoffed softly.“You’re not a temporary fixture, Ella. You’re permanent.”
I glanced at him.
“How permanent?”
His frown smoothed into something gentler—a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“We formed our bond before we built our family,” he said.“When we call each other brother, we mean it. You’re part of that structure. We don’t intend to part ways with you.”
I swallowed as he started walking again.
They worked together in business and in private, seamlessly. Even their teasing carried weight. They were impenetrable—Eric had proven that.
Rowan guided me onto the grass.
Did he really expect me to believe I was permanent in their lives?
He stopped and turned to face me.
“Look over there,” he murmured, nodding toward the house.“Do you see that camera?”
I spotted it immediately. In fact, there were several, discreetly positioned around the property.
“Why so many?” I asked.
“We hold a lot of wealth. Extra security,” he said easily. Then his voice dropped.“But right now, Nick and Alec are watching us.”
His thumbs hooked into my waistband.
“Let’s give them a show.”
My breath hitched as he slid my linen trousers down over the curve of my arse. Before I could gather myself, they pooled at my feet.
This wasn’t a pleasant walk.
It was an ambush.
His fingers traced up my back, lifting my top before tugging it over my head.
“They’re watching?” I asked, the words barely steady.
“Yep,” he said, reaching behind me to undo my bra.“Does that make you wet, Ella?”
I closed my eyes, the warmth of the sun brushing over my bare skin.
His fingers skimmed my stomach, then slipped beneath the lace to cup me.
“I thought so,” he drawled, amused.
