His Possession (The Owners) by Sam Crescent Read Free Book Online

his seat he walked over.
    “Don’t leave me, Mummy,” she cried.
    Frowning, Cadeon placed a hand on her shoulder. She cried out in fright and jerked awake. Her hands wrapped around her knees, and she stared at him panting for breath.
    “What do you want?” she asked.
    “It’s me, Cadeon. You were having a nightmare.”
    Both of her hands went through her hair, and she kept glancing round the room.
    “No one is here. It’s just you and me, baby.” He put his hands on her arms. Instantly, he felt her tense up. Without waiting for a response he picked her up and seated her on his lap. She began to squirm away, but he held her steady. “I’ve got you. No one is going to hurt you.”
    “Thank you,” she whispered, obviously grateful for his support and his strength.
    “Are you ready to walk out of here? I’ll take you home.” Violet nodded, and Cadeon grabbed his phone and keys. Taking her hand he pulled the door open and made his way down to where his limo was waiting. He felt the stares, but he refused to let go of her hand. Holding her was his only pleasure.
    His driver was waiting, and Cadeon opened the door, letting her get in first. Like the time before she settled in the limo as far from him as possible. Her head rested against the tinted glass. She looked pale and sick. He flipped open his phone and sent a quick text to Tate for an update.
    “You shouldn’t have let me sleep so long,” she said. Cadeon stared across at her. She looked so small and fragile.
    “You needed the sleep, and I finished my work.” His phone buzzed. Tate wasn’t any closer to finding out any information about his woman.
    “When will you take me home?” she asked.
    “My home is your home.” He reached across the space and cupped her knee. The skirt she wore had ridden up. Her legs looked incredibly pale in the light from the street lamps shining in the car.
    “It’s dark out, and I could have worked more. I don’t want people to think I’m slacking off or something.”
    “I’m the boss. My employees are told to think what I want them to think. If I catch anyone bad mouthing your situation, they’ll be sorry.”
    “You can’t get rid of someone for not liking me.”
    “Baby, I’m the owner of the company. I can do what the fuck I like.” She went silent, and he put his phone away. Tate needed more time. What was it about Violet Moore that made him nervous? She didn’t scream or shout. In fact, she seemed scared of every little thing.
    His house came into view, and she tensed.
    “I’ll work tomorrow,” she said.
    “Tomorrow is Friday, and you’ll sit in my office while I work. You’re not working, and that’s the last I’m going to say on it.”
    The limo pulled up outside, and Anne stood waiting for them. Cadeon got out first and reached in, offering his hand. Violet stared at his hand, not taking it. She looked at her door as if she could make a quick escape.
    Why couldn’t he let her go? She deserved to be courted and have him kiss her on the doorstep. The truth hit him. He was too damned impatient to wait that long. He wanted her, and in his world, he didn’t have to wait to get what he wanted. Spending time with her would make her grow accustomed to his closeness. His touch. His possession.
    She took his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe she was beginning to trust him.
    He smiled as he helped her out of the car. She looked beautiful. Anne took their coats as they walked inside.
    “I’ve prepared some food. It’s ready in the dining room,” Anne said.
    “I’m not hungry,” Violet said.
    Cadeon ignored her, took her hand and led her through to the dining room. Two places were set. Steak with boiled potatoes and vegetables awaited them. He helped her into her seat even as she protested. He took the seat next to her.
    “You’ve got to eat something, and you’re not leaving this room until you do.”
    “You can’t order me around like a child.”
    “Then stop acting like one.