“You’re not like other woman, Prudence. I have to protect you,” he said. She heard the determination in his voice, along with something else which she didn’t know, and it startled her.
She took a step toward him invading his space. A finger poked against his chest.
“I’m not your responsibility, James. I can do whatever the hell I like.”
He grabbed her finger pointing the digit away from his chest. “Don’t start something you cannot finish.”
Prue had no idea what came over her. Maybe it was the iced water or just being in the close proximity of this powerful man. She pressed her body against the front of his. Her ni**les hardened at the small contact. Her pu**y felt like it was on fire. “Who says I can’t finish? You don’t know everything about me, Mr. Castleden.”
She moved in close to his lips. Prue felt his breath mingle with her own.
“You’re not playing with your college boys, Prudence.” His hands came up grasping her arms. She whimpered from the strength in his arms.
Who wouldn’t be affected by this man?
He put an arm’s distance between them.
Prue waited for him to let her go. She stared at him for a few seconds trying to see if there was any sign of her effect on him. There was nothing visible.
“See you around.” She turned on her heel and left. Her two friends were waiting anxiously at the bar. “I’m out of here. I’ll see you at work.”
She left the club without a backwards glance.
Chapter Six
James watched her leave. The sway of her h*ps and that full rounded ass tempted him where he stood. He wanted to call her back, strip the skirt from her body and to see how full the curve of her ass actually was. She shouldn’t be tempting him like this. He ran a hand over his face in an attempt to stem his desire for her.
The pulse of his c**k was not going away. He cursed her for invading his thoughts. Glancing around his office, he tried to find something to take his mind off her. All he smelt was her subtle perfume that permeated the air.
“Fuck,” he said.
Seeing no salvation in his office, he left the room and made his way down to the dungeon where the real action was taking place. The beat of the music in Ravage held no appeal. He didn’t know if she had left or whether she was out there dancing with some ass**le.
He took his usual booth in the back of the club so he could watch the proceedings. The main bulk of the club was clear of any serious action. A female sub was being punished for an indiscretion with missing a Dom’s title.
Watching his club usually calmed him whereas now all he saw was Prudence. What would she look like knelt at his feet or offering to do anything he ever wanted.
Tate and Kevin came over interrupting his thoughts. They were two friends who dealt with security. From what he knew they were brilliant at what they did and had made a fortune from the services they provided. The two men were also in love with Rebecca. Since her attack they rarely came to the dungeon or Ravage.
They sat on either side of him, their expressions looking grim.
“Odd to see you here,” James said, sipping a brandy that a waitress had brought over to him.
“We needed to get out of there. It was too much,” Tate said.
James guessed the there was Possession.
“How is it going over there?” James asked, recalling what Lucas had said earlier.
“You mean between the nightmares and the endless quiet? Nothing. Rebecca stares out of the window like she’s expecting to see something. Her cases are always packed, and she refuses to go back to the house that Cadeon set up,” Tate said.
Kevin remained silent in the booth.
“Sorry to hear it is so bad over there.”
Neither of them spoke.
“She knows Dane,” Kevin said, after some time passed.
“What?” James asked.
“Neither of them speaks to each other, but we see the recognition on their faces. They know each other, and I think it is down to Lloyd Black. I bet he’s got shit loads to answer to.” Kevin swigged down a full glass of whisky before slamming the glass down on the table top. “I’m going to get another. Do either of you want one?”
Both men shook their heads, and they waited for him to leave.
“It is getting bad over there. Stephen is having to deal with clients who are refusing to pay their quote. Also, the press are having a field day with him. They want him to talk about Possession and how you become a member. Then with this Dane business.”
James listened while Tate continued talking.
“Rebecca and Isabella are not helping. They live there permanently. Lucas and Sean were talking to me the other day, and they don’t think this thing with Dominic Green is over. Our names are all over this. Kevin and I have increased security, and I recommend you do the same.”
“Then I’ll let you and Kevin handle my security over here. I’ve no idea where to start.”
Tate nodded. “We’ll deal with it at the weekend.”
The sound of a sub crying out in pleasure pulled their attention out of their conversation. James saw the dark-haired beauty being brought to cl**ax. All of a sudden the woman changed in his mind’s eye. He saw two-toned hair. The brown became black with the contrasting dark red underneath.
He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts. Prudence shouldn’t be in his thoughts. She was too young and one of his ex’s younger sister.
Turning his attention back to the table, he thought about Prudence with her sweet smile. That sweet smile had turned into one dripping with sexual promise only moments ago.
“I need you to do something else for me,” James said.
“What do you need?” Tate asked as Kevin joined them at the table.
“I want you to do a background check. I want to know past boyfriends, her scores in college, and where she works now.”
What the hell are you doing? She’s younger than you. You shouldn’t be doing this.
Stop.
He couldn’t stop.
Tate pulled out a book and began making notes.
“I need a name.”
“Prudence Star.”
“When do you want this information for?”
“By the end of the week or as soon as you can get it.” James sipped his drink. A sub stood by their table looking down at the floor.
“Yes,” James said with a growl to his voice.
“My master has offered me to you,” the voice said.
“Tell him I’m not interested.”
She scurried away.
“That’s not like you, James, pushing away a sub.”