“We pay you. We pay you well.” Honestly, I have no idea what the staff earns, but it has to be decent, otherwise, they wouldn’t stay, and we have staff who have been with us for decades. That goes above loyalty to country and the throne.
She huffs a breath. “Why did you come here? What did you think? That we’d pick up where we left off this afternoon?”
“No. Sorry to say, sweetheart, that’s not happening again.”
“Phew.” She wipes fake sweat from her brow. “That’s a relief. I’d hate to have to take another shower to clean your cum off me.”
I wouldn’t. I’d pay serious money to see my cum paint her ass again. But it doesn’t matter.
“You don’t eat dinner with the other staff?” I question, switching things up.
She folds her arms under her tits, making them hike up and the swell of her cleavage grow like an enticing treat. My stupid dick is loving this. Thankfully, for the moment, my brain is running the show.
“No. I shower when they eat because I don’t want to wait toget a shower. But you obviously thought I was eating dinner and came thinking I wouldn’t be here.”
Fuck. That was a dumb thing for me to say.
I snarl, getting right up in her face. “I want you to stay away from my family.”
“On what grounds?” she challenges.
“On the grounds that I don’t trust you.”
“I know. I overheard you speaking to Bellamy earlier, and you haven’t been shy about letting me know that even though I’ve given you no reason not to.”
Now would be the moment to tell her, but I don’t. Telling her relinquishes the upper hand. If anything, I should be nice to her. Charming. Get her to let her guard down.
I sigh in defeat. “You’re right. You haven’t.”
Shock flickers across her face before her eyes narrow and become distrustful. “Bullshit. What’s your angle?”
I hold up a hand, palm out. “No angle.”
“Riiiight. One line from me is all it took for you to realize you were wrong?” She scoffs sardonically. “Please. I’m not stupid.”
No. She’s not. “I mean it. You’re right. I’m being…prejudiced, I guess.”
Her eyebrows shoot up to her hairline. “What?”
I feign nonchalance and pan a consolatory hand at her. “We trusted Charlotte, and she betrayed us, and until a week ago, we didn’t know you. I’m wary. It’s my family, and I love them, and Bellamy is overly trusting. Iwon’tsee her get hurt again. Or Sebastian.” There. Take that for everything it’s worth.
Her eyes shift about my face, measuring my sincerity.
“You haven’t given me a reason not to trust you. Other than your snooping around and inappropriate touching.”
That part is actually true, and it throws me into even more of a tailspin. She’s been a perfect employee. Great with the kids.A friend to Bellamy. Then there’s the other side. The one only I know about.
She rolls her eyes at me, and I so want to spank her again for that. I wonder how rough she’d like it. If she’s fucked anyone else since me, or if I’m still the only man who’s been inside of her.
“Inappropriate touching? I think that’s the pot calling the kettle black, Your Highness.”
I crowd her, my body inches away, not touching but oh so close. A small duck of my head. A lift of my hand. As it is, I can feel the heat radiating off her and smell the heavenly scent of her bodywash on her skin.
My forearm hits the door above her head, and I dip in, my face hovering above hers. “Oh sweetheart, we both know you not only let me, you loved it.”
She presses against the wood and glares fire up at me. “Yeah, and I just washed your cum off my ass, so clearly I’m not the only one. You caught me smelling your pillow and stealing a glance at your secret porn. Big deal. You’re the one who lost control and shoved your fingers inside me.” She smirks. “And now here you are. Can’t get enough of me, can you?”
Her little taunt raises my blood pressure, and I get right up in her face, practically nose to nose.
