looked at her in surprise, she added, “You are angry, darling, and you are taking everything I say as a challenge. That is just as distracting as my complaining was earlier. You are angry that I am in danger, and you are worried you won’t be able to protect me. It’s making you extra sensitive to everything I say.”
“When you tell me you want me to let General Weatherby have you so you can get to him and do for him, then hell yeah I get angry. I worry that you’ll tell me what I want to hear and the minute my back is turned you’ll do what you think is best.”
“I was thinking of you and your safety… and of Jacobson. Darling, I love you so much, and I couldn’t bear it if you were hurt or killed because of me. When I saw how upset I made you I gave you my promise, and I fully intend to keep my word. I love you. Please forgive me for scaring you so badly. I don’t think I deserve to be punished again, darling. I need to be held and loved.” She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and bent down to kiss him. “Please let go of your anger now.”
“I’ll try,” Griffin promised, and then he pulled her down on the bed and made sweet love to her. “I love you, my lady wife. I am going to keep you safe,” he vowed.
“I trust you and believe in you, darling. I know you will do everything in your power to get us out of this mess.”
* * *
Ian hated being stuck with the dishes, but he’d had another great meal, and Victoria was a talented chef. He didn’t think she deserved a spanking because she complained that she was too sore to sit, but Griffin knew her better than he did. Still, when there were still no sounds of spanking coming from their bedroom by the time he finished washing the dishes and righting the kitchen, he had to smile. Victoria must have calmed Griffin and Ian was happy for her. Listening to the spanking Griff gave her the night before had been difficult, and he didn’t care for a repeat tonight. He walked around the house and made it as secure as he possibly could, and then he went to get some sleep. Ian was sure they would be safe tonight, but tomorrow would bring another set of problems to deal with.
* * *
“Imbeciles! The lot of you are imbeciles!” General Weatherby was furious and his face was an unhealthy shade of red. He was in terrible pain, and he feared dying before he saw Victoria Conway brought to her knees. He’d spent thousands of dollars on equipment, and to hire men who’d sworn they could do the job, and all for nothing! The woman was gone again, and this time without a trace! It was time to go after Xavier himself. His operatives inside the organization were failing in their duty, as had his granddaughter. He would not fail. He would make Xavier talk and then kill him. “Bring my car!” he ordered, removing the oxygen mask he was wearing and sitting up in his bed. “Get my clothes!”
“But, sir, you need to stay in bed and keep your oxygen mask on,” his nurse protested.
“I’ll do as I damn well please, woman. Get my damn clothes.”
The nurse was afraid to argue with him. The man was alive by willpower alone, but he was a criminal, and she feared he would order his men to shoot her. She wasn’t able to sleep at night for fear it would be her last night alive. The money he was paying her was the only reason she stayed… That and the fact that she’d been warned not to go near any of the doors. The money was important to her. It meant that she would be able to take care of her little brother and her Mom the way her Daddy would want her to take care of them. He didn’t leave much of anything when he died, and their savings were depleted from his lengthy illness. It was up to her to pay all the bills right now, and that was why she took on private nursing assignments. Her Mom wasn’t able to work because of her bad back, and the
“When you tell me you want me to let General Weatherby have you so you can get to him and do for him, then hell yeah I get angry. I worry that you’ll tell me what I want to hear and the minute my back is turned you’ll do what you think is best.”
“I was thinking of you and your safety… and of Jacobson. Darling, I love you so much, and I couldn’t bear it if you were hurt or killed because of me. When I saw how upset I made you I gave you my promise, and I fully intend to keep my word. I love you. Please forgive me for scaring you so badly. I don’t think I deserve to be punished again, darling. I need to be held and loved.” She walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck and bent down to kiss him. “Please let go of your anger now.”
“I’ll try,” Griffin promised, and then he pulled her down on the bed and made sweet love to her. “I love you, my lady wife. I am going to keep you safe,” he vowed.
“I trust you and believe in you, darling. I know you will do everything in your power to get us out of this mess.”
* * *
Ian hated being stuck with the dishes, but he’d had another great meal, and Victoria was a talented chef. He didn’t think she deserved a spanking because she complained that she was too sore to sit, but Griffin knew her better than he did. Still, when there were still no sounds of spanking coming from their bedroom by the time he finished washing the dishes and righting the kitchen, he had to smile. Victoria must have calmed Griffin and Ian was happy for her. Listening to the spanking Griff gave her the night before had been difficult, and he didn’t care for a repeat tonight. He walked around the house and made it as secure as he possibly could, and then he went to get some sleep. Ian was sure they would be safe tonight, but tomorrow would bring another set of problems to deal with.
* * *
“Imbeciles! The lot of you are imbeciles!” General Weatherby was furious and his face was an unhealthy shade of red. He was in terrible pain, and he feared dying before he saw Victoria Conway brought to her knees. He’d spent thousands of dollars on equipment, and to hire men who’d sworn they could do the job, and all for nothing! The woman was gone again, and this time without a trace! It was time to go after Xavier himself. His operatives inside the organization were failing in their duty, as had his granddaughter. He would not fail. He would make Xavier talk and then kill him. “Bring my car!” he ordered, removing the oxygen mask he was wearing and sitting up in his bed. “Get my clothes!”
“But, sir, you need to stay in bed and keep your oxygen mask on,” his nurse protested.
“I’ll do as I damn well please, woman. Get my damn clothes.”
The nurse was afraid to argue with him. The man was alive by willpower alone, but he was a criminal, and she feared he would order his men to shoot her. She wasn’t able to sleep at night for fear it would be her last night alive. The money he was paying her was the only reason she stayed… That and the fact that she’d been warned not to go near any of the doors. The money was important to her. It meant that she would be able to take care of her little brother and her Mom the way her Daddy would want her to take care of them. He didn’t leave much of anything when he died, and their savings were depleted from his lengthy illness. It was up to her to pay all the bills right now, and that was why she took on private nursing assignments. Her Mom wasn’t able to work because of her bad back, and the
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