Taken by The Boss

By: Sam Crescent

“I’m such a fool. Part of me always wishes he’d come back for something more than money.”

Matthew wanted to go back downstairs to show the bastard what he really thought.

“I hate this. I hate feeling weak. If you hadn’t have come back I’d have done what he asked because he’s my father. You must hate me.”

He caught her chin in his hands, tilting her head back to gaze in her eyes. “I’m not angry with you, baby. I could never be angry with you. Edward knows you’ll do anything for him. He plays at it. I’ll never let anything hurt you.”

The tears trailed down her cheeks. He wiped them away. “Don’t do it. Don’t allow yourself to cry for him. He’s the bastard. Not you. He doesn’t deserve your tears. If you need to cry for something, cry for happiness.”

She wiped them away. “I wish I were stronger.”

“I love you the way you are.” He brushed his lips against hers. “I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

Clara nodded, resting her head against his chest.

His hold tightened around her.

“I’ve got to go out for a few hours. I’m leaving Luke here to keep an eye on you.”

“Please don’t help my father out. He should learn to work through his own mistakes.”

Even though she’d be the first person to help him, Matthew admired her resolve. While Edward wasn’t in sight she could say those strong words.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to take care of everything.” He kissed her again, only this time he took possession of her lips with a firmness that surprised him. “Be good and stay safe.”

He left her to finish combing her hair. Going back into his office he saw Luke twirling his foot while Edward looked ready to run.

“I want you to stay here. Keep an eye on her.”

“I figured you’d brought me round to be a glorified babysitter,” Luke said. He closed the paper then stared back.

“We’ll talk when I get back.” He grabbed Edward then made his way out of his home.




Chapter Two


Clara made sure to spend most of her time in her room. She heard the door close, letting her know her father and Matthew were gone. The man downstairs offered her little comfort. He may be Matthew’s friend but to her, he meant nothing. The book by the side of her bed held no appeal. Reading about sex and romance could only keep her attention so much. Her stomach started growling for the seventh time so Clara decided to go downstairs and get something to eat. The sound of the television moved her to the sitting room. Luke sat on the sofa watching a movie. He turned as she walked to the door. She’d tried to stay out of his way. Her thoughts were on Matthew. She didn’t like to think about the danger he must be in.

They stared at each other for several moments. Neither speaking. She didn’t know him. She would have recognized him if he’d visited Matthew at work.

“You’ve finally decided to venture out of your room,” Luke said. He stood stretching his arms above his head.

“I’m going to make some food. Do you want anything?” She gazed behind her toward the kitchen. During the time she spent in her bedroom night had fallen. She tightened the belt around her waist, fastening the robe closer to her body. She didn’t know Luke other than the fact he was Matthew’s friend.

“I’ll come with you.” He followed behind her. She felt his presence at her back. Licking her lips, she moved around the counter putting some distance between them. He sat at the counter watching her as she worked. Blocking him out of her thoughts, she grabbed some of the chicken from the fridge and wished she was alone.

“Matthew knows what he’s doing. He’ll be safe.”

“I’m not worried about him but what my father will do. He’s not the best man in the world.” She started peeling the chicken into a bowl.

“I see what he sees in you. Your submissive nature is hard to ignore.”

She glanced up at him. Her cheeks heated. Not knowing what to say she continued to peel the chicken.

“Matthew’s a lucky guy to have found you. He’s a good Dom and will treat you well. You’ll flourish under his care.”

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