Billionaire Bought: My Billionaire Boss, Part 6 (A BDSM Erotic Romance) by Emily Cantore Read Free Book Online

Billionaire Bought: My Billionaire Boss, Part 6
    The world had vanished and so would I.
    I'd come to Stone-Black with a plan. It may not have been the best plan but I was filled with cold fury over what they'd done to my home-town and so when the opportunity to get a job there came up, I took it. All I wanted was a low-level position so I could uncover something to hurt them. In the nights when I thought my plan over I had fantasized I'd find something to utterly destroy them.
    But that's all it had been - a fantasy and a stupid one at that.
    Everything had changed the day I met Jackson Stone and he'd made me his executive assistant. One day I pushed him to the edge and he'd spanked me. Then, instead of stopping, we'd gone further as he'd removed his armor piece by piece to reveal the man underneath.
    He wanted me. I wanted him. And then I said yes to being his slave. To serving him.
    But someone had known who I was. They knew about my past. And it looked like when they tried to blackmail me and didn't get what they wanted, they had decided on the next best thing: to reveal everything to Mr. Stone and ruin us forever.
    Now I was in an elevator going straight down and when I got to the bottom floor I'd run out of this building and out of Mr. Stone's life forever. Then I'd run out of this city and be gone for good.
    By the time the elevator reached the bottom I was sobbing so hard I could barely see. I just had to get out of the building, get away. I wanted to be at home but not even there felt safe. I wanted to be a million miles away.
    I practically bolted out of the elevator and crashed straight into some man waiting at the door. A moment later a pair of strong arms wrapped around me and I realized it wasn't just some guy.
    It was Mr. Stone.
    "Never run from me," he said, his voice low and dangerous.
    I pulled myself back from him. How had he gotten down here so fast?
    I looked up into his eyes, expecting to see him furious but all I saw was pain.
    "I let you down. Please come with me so I can explain," he said.
    He let me down?
    My protests died in my throat as he took me by the hand and led me to side of the lobby. There was a door over here that I'd never noticed before. Mr. Stone waved a fob at it and it opened to reveal a small elevator. He pulled me inside and pressed the button for the top floor. We shot up with such speed that I almost felt my knees buckle. So this is how he got down to the ground floor so quickly.
    As soon as I realized that, something else occurred to me.
    He'd followed me. I'd run out of his life and he'd come after me.
    I didn't get to say anything before the doors opened into a small room leading to a corridor. Mr. Stone led me down it, past a door to the left and one on the right and then opened the door at the end to reveal his office.
    I'd always been curious about what the room on the side of his office was but I'd never realized it was so large.
    He pulled me out into his office and I saw the photo, the article and the key swipe log were all on the floor as though they'd been thrown there. Mr. Stone turned around and grasped me by the shoulders, gazing into my eyes.
    "You should have come to me."
    "I'm sorry."
    I was sobbing now and not in that cute way you see in movies. This was full-on leaking nose, red eyes, blotchy face sobbing. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to his chest. I closed my eyes and felt myself relax into him.
    "It was my fault Delilah. The world of business is cutthroat and rivals will use any means to get an edge. You wouldn't believe the number of hot young things who've been planted in my business. My house has been bugged, my car ... I've had girlfriends who ..." he trailed off and shook his head before sighing and kissing me on the cheek.
    "They've used people I care about before. I'm sorry I didn't tell you. They'll do anything to attack me."
    He let me go and handed me a silk handkerchief from his pocket. It probably cost like a thousand bucks but I