The runaway bride.

lothing. The reason might be that I am sharing the penthouse with a known playboy, who is undoubtedly a gorgeous man with a dirty tongue

fore. I could have asked Reece for a pair but the way he slammed the doors s

ting Reece's lock of dark hair peeking over the armrest of the white

n, making up my mind to stay away fro

urrow as he skates his dark gaze through the length of my bo

he asks grumpily, looking

to keep down. He acts way too dismissive sometimes. I have to remind

n tone. "You said you'd make

ng up on the couch as he unmutes th

time and only speak when he doe

hat r

din

. "I realized that I'm not your assi

the kitchen?" I question, a little bra

," Reece says. "Th

protei

while ago. Didn't refill 'ca

nergy to speak or argue with him as I turn to head back to my

s. I am so hungry that my belly is constricting in itself. The

se, taking a step forward bu

by, finding my vision fading i

urse from behind which s

f me, holding me still. The arms turn me and I blink at Reece,

ailing me as I stumble when I try to

g hell,

y thighs, my hands flying around his neck to grab hold of him as he scoops me in his arms and

uch and another scent of something edible this time h

placing me on the couch to sit. "I order

ce. The sight of the delicious dripping cheese, combined with mozzarella with the bread underneath that looks ju

ing how peculiar I look at the moment. My vision immediately settles and I reach for the triangle of d

ick my fingers off the cheese streaks,

e entire box at me as he settles

he realization of how he just fed

pieces. It is after I have swallowed the third piece that my hunger ceases. I sigh,

grey T-shirt that shows off all the tattoos covering his arms, and a pair of joggers. His hair is

ce of funny sensations all over my s

wrong?

se on your fac

iping languorously. My breath catches as he frowns at the spot before pulling his finger away. The groun

s he goes back to watching the TV w

fuck just

existence it seems. I finally look away when I feel a tingling down my lower belly

ne, as he keeps his eyes fixed on the screen. The thought about his piercing bugs m

say, looking down at my lap

," his reply is prompt, startin

hurt?"

what

pierc

or the greater g

ome of getting y

ze snaps to me and my mouth clamps down shut. He remains blank

the slight bulge straining aga

slaps his thigh.

smo

is smirk on the reflection of him

that way," I defen

r lo

led tattooed abs, before shutting the T.V. He stands up, taking me aback when he sits on the table, facing me.

ushing over my exposed thighs, and I gasp as he drags me fo

d note when he releases me, clasping his finge

taking a no-nonsense route. "You nee

I purse my lips, shaking my head. "No, I

n his forehead. "Aren'

ll surely put you on his kill list. Right now, you can st

ean muscular forearms over his chest a

lot of guidelines

He rubs a palm through his face, resting his

rt of the deal, r

d

zie that I'm a changed man.

riend. She will believe me if I

se but he doesn't get to express his tho

alerted and I jump up fr

y' look before getting up.

s hand. He looks down at where I am touchi

urt out. "I'm sure Casteel f

paranoid,

nstead of his well-built frame, a tall, young man enters the scene, pushing his glasses up his nose. He is in a suit and dress pants

thouse as if it is his second home, then t

udget for the three projects," he says to Reece who is throwing hi

between me and Reece. His mouth falls open as he walks with slow steps toward me, looking th

trange. Reece never brings women h

shake and I hesitate befor

ke a knife through the air as he suddenl

diately dropping his

himself in front of me, and shoves the files against Hanson's

son nods hurriedly. "I

approaches you. Don't smile at her. Don't even look at her." He keeps walking forward, making Hanson back away t

s, walking out quietly. Reece slams the d

lace as he stalks back to me, cutting the space between us until he is invading my personal space. My body heats, t

or three silent beats, before continuing in that same frustration-filled pitch. "I'll get

ively and he doesn't give me a chance to check as he

tening further. "Do yourself a favor and don't get out if I

p standing there, watching him stri