Page 48 of Love’s Strongest Soldier

“You shouldn’t have to ask somebody to celebrate you.”

Fuck.

I looked away. She touched my cheek.

“Look at me.” I did, and her eyes softened. “I’m glad you were born.”

My jaw tightened. She smiled.

“Even if you get on my damn nerves.”

A laugh broke out of me before I could stop it. “There she go.”

She leaned down and intertwined our lips. I pulled her into my lap, holding her there as I kissed her again.

“Thank you.”

A month later

Ghost and I were still going strong. I had yet to invite Brielle back to work. Things were confusing. I guess it was safe to say that she wouldn’t be returning. Temporarily, I hired a new assistant just until I figured out what I wanted to do. Since she was new and I didn’t trust her, I kept her out of all my affairs. The only thing she handled was work stuff.

Brielle had been working for me ever since I opened Luxury Acquisitions. I hate I had to let her go the way I had, but she steady kept saying that she didn’t have anything to do with the fakes. Since I found out, Savion told me not to change up how I did things, just in case whoever was helping Brielle slipped up, and we could catch them.

Ghost had been on me so long that I was growing used to having him around. It was becoming my everyday life.

I stared at him through the glass as he stood there, staring off into space. Crystal sat at her desk, eyeing him as if he was a piece of meat. My meat.

Picking up my phone, I dialed her desk and watched her as she grabbed the phone.

“Yes, Ms. Saint-Mercier?”

“I need you to go out and grab my dry cleaning and pick me up something for lunch.”

“May I ask what you would want for lunch?”

“That’s something that you should already know,” I told her and ended the call.

She hurriedly grabbed her belongings and rushed from behind the desk to the elevator. Ghost watched her as she got on and then turned his attention to me. I beckoned for him to enter my office.

The click of the door locking behind him sent a jolt of electricity straight to my thighs. He was standing all the way over there by the door, but the scent of his expensive cologne circled my head.

I watched him as he walked toward the office window that divided me and the lobby. With a decisive snap, he pulled the cord, shutting the blinds. The sudden privacy made my breath hitch. I leaned back in my chair, spreading my legs slightly, the fabric of my pencil skirt riding up to reveal the tops of my stockings.

“How do you know this what I called you in here for?”

He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he rounded the desk, his footsteps heavy and purposeful on the carpet. When he reached me, he didn’t stop until his thighs were pressing against the armrests of my chair, trapping me. He leaned down, his hot breath ghosting over my ear.

“I think we both know what you called me in here for.”

His hand slid down my neck, his thumb pressing firmly into my jawline to tilt my head back. He crashed his lips onto mine, a hungry, demanding kiss that tasted of mint and desperation. I groaned into his mouth, my hands flying up to grip his shoulders, pulling him closer. I wanted him inside me.

He broke the kiss just long enough to reach down, his fingers hooking into the waistband of my lace panties. With one swift tug, he ripped them aside, exposing my soaking wet pussy to the cool air of the office. He let out a low hiss of approval when he felt how drenched I was.

“Look at you,” he whispered, his voice thick. “Dripping for me while you’re sitting at your desk. Bad girl.”

He didn’t waste another second. He fumbled with his belt and zipper, his dick springing free—thick, veiny, and pulsing. I reached out, my fingers wrapping around him, squeezing tight. He groaned; his head fell back for a moment before he gripped my hips and hoisted me up.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, my skirt bunched up around my hips, and he slammed his dick deep into my pussy in one powerful thrust. “Fuck!” I screamed into his shoulder, my back arching as he filled me completely, hitting my cervix with a blunt force that made my toes curl.