Wordless: new adult paranormal romance (Age of Blood Book 1) by May Sage Read Free Book Online Page A

should do something about his tendency to lash out before he thought things out.
    He attempted to sound more pleasant: “If you find the idea agreeable, you can attend the Academy. A degree from there will open doors for you.”
    “ The Academy,” she repeated, her soft, still half-whispered tone revealing she knew exactly what institution he was referring to. “I thought you had to enlist like, five years in advance.”
    He shrugged. She was right, but her transcript, his cash and his name had made that a non-issue. Truth was, there were twenty-five people in each lecture, when the classes could easily have welcomed twice as many; the dean had been known to make exceptions for the right people.
    “I really am grateful.”
    Her voice was just as hesitant, but she lifted her eyes, meeting his gaze to let him know she meant it, this time. He saw it. He also saw her distrust. She was trying to work out his angle, decide what he wanted from her.
    William sighed, and turned away to lock himself in his office, before he snapped again.
    It wasn’t her fault – it was Vincent’s – but damn if her low opinion of him didn’t piss him off.

 
     
    Five
     
     
     
    “You’ve hollered, boss?”
    The woman in front of his door was dressed to kill, four inches red stilettos and all. They made her long legs appear fucking endless, in that tight, short skirt. Agnes being Agnes, the ensemble didn’t even look slutty: she wore it with a long blazer over a conservative blouse. The perfect mixture of professional, efficient, and sexy. Just a glance and everyone accepted her; she was posh enough for her peers to be impressed, and not too obnoxious either, so no self-conscious madam felt the need to mess with her.
    That’s the kind of clothes he wanted for Fay: an armor that wouldn’t betray just how fragile she was. 
    “Yes. I need to speak about the girl you’re taking today. She’s an old friend’s protégée. He lives in the country, and she’s been accepted to the Academy, so she’s staying with me.”
    While it definitely skirted around the truth, it was mundane enough so that anyone would buy it, and if questions were asked, Fay could stick to some facts, at least.
    “Ok. What kinda thing do we need, then?”
    “I paid off the airline to lose her suitcase. There was flannel involved.”
    “You’re kidding.”
    “Afraid not.”
    He figured laughing at Fay’s expense would endear Agnes to her; for now, anyway. Eventually, when she knew he’d offered her a room up in the penthouse, when she saw the way he looked at her, she’d start being a bitch, but beforehand, he needed her to do her job effectively.
    “Ok. So, we need everything. Total redo, from bottom to top. With eveningwear, too?”
    William nodded, genuinely amused by the woman’s excitement.
    “Tell me there’s no limit on that card,” she begged when he pushed a shiny black credit card her way.
    “There’s no limit on that card. Go all out. Have fun. Go to a spa if you have time. Buy yourself something, too.”
    “Damn.”
    Some women got that look in their eyes when they saw flowers, for others, it was chocolate. For Agnes, it was shopping sprees – simple as that. He liked how honest, unashamed she was. What you saw was exactly what you got.
    She glanced at him underneath her lashes and licked her lip, strolling on his side of the desk.
    “I think that’s definitely worth a show of gratitude, don’t you?”
    She fell to her knees, opening his crotch, and wrapping her lips around the dick that had been hard for almost twenty-four hours straight. William crocked his head as he observed her, wondering why he was considering stopping her.
    He couldn’t. Letting her have her fun now would indubitably prove that Fay’s arrival meant nothing – besides, he really needed the release.
    Agnes was good at sucking; he knew that for a fact as he’d sporadically enjoyed her technique for a decade. Yet, today, it just wasn’t working for him,