Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67843 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
My mouth opens and closes several times. “I love you too.”
“Say it again, babe.”
“I love you, Tobias. I didn’t expect this, but I’m so grateful that we met.” He wraps me up in a bear hug and our mouths meet. I could kiss this man forever.
His phone buzzes, putting a halt to our kisses. “I hate to do this, but I have to go back out there. I don’t have a lot of time to get this done before the lawyer comes. Please, no more passing out on me.”
“It was just a shock.”
“Again. The only time I want you to pass out is after I’ve given you so many orgasms that exhaustion takes over.”
“Sign me up.” I kiss him once more. “I left Louisa waiting for me. Please be careful yourself. I don’t know what he has planned, but I don’t trust him.” We part ways; he goes to work, and I hang out with Louisa.
It’s been two hours and she has to go get the boys from school soon, but I love having her here with me. “I think you need to contact Marisa. I don’t know if they’re going to be after her or not.”
“I called her while you were talking to Tobias. She told me that Landon Black has provided her with security.”
“Really?” I smile. That’s so kind of him.
“It would seem so. Landon’s a nice guy and handsome as hell too.” She nods her head and winks.
“Yes, he is.” I remember wondering if he had a brother when I met him. A brother-in-law works perfectly for me.
“Who the fuck is handsome?” Tobias asks, coming up to me and kissing me hard. God, this man sends me into a horny mess with his touch.
“You, but she’s talking about Landon. He has security on Marisa.”
“She needs it now more than before. She’s become a target when they had someone following her. Anyway, I’d like you to meet my lawyer.”
“Hey, Bill,” Louisa says. He kisses her hand and drops it.
“Louisa, it’s good to see you again. John still treating you good?”
“Always. Excuse me. I have to get the boys.” I wonder if he has a thing for Louisa.
“Good luck. I’ll call you later.” We hug and she leaves.
“Let’s go sit down and hash this all out.”
We go into Tobias’s office and he sits me on his lap. I’m so small in comparison it feels like my own personal cushy chair. “So what’s going on?”
“Well, first, I’m Ava Henry.”
“Wait. The woman missing from Indiana?” Wow, I didn’t know my disappearance made national news.
“How do you know that?”
“I was watching the news and it came up once that the daughter of a prominent lawyer has fled with over ten million in her possession,” he says, pulling something up on his phone. He passes it to Tobias. “See for yourself.” That bastard.
“Ha. Ten million? I left with ten thousand of my hard-earned money.”
“Most are guessing you fled to the Caribbean or something of that nature with that supposed kind of funds. However, I’m more curious why you fled?” He’s shrewd for sure.
He passes Bill’s phone back. “That’s why we called you. Tell him what happened, babe.”
Tobias rubs my back. “The night I ran, my father had struck me hard, leaving me with a black eye and bruised face. As soon as they’d left for the gala, I packed my bags and ran to my dorm and packed up as quickly as I could, grabbing everything that I might need to survive for a couple of months.”
“So you’re frightened of him?” he questions.
“Yes. Well, I was, but not as much anymore. He has his claws into a lot of the officials and police officers. I was too scared to go to them, so I ran.”
“So there’s no truth to the ten million dollars stolen.”
“None. On my twenty-second birthday, I inherit ten million from my mother’s trust she set up for me.” He nods as if he’s processing what I’m telling him. I wonder what he has in mind.
“Twenty-second birthday? That’s an odd number.”
“Well in my mom’s mind, people tend to go off the rails at twenty-one with drinking and partying. She wanted to make sure I didn’t blow the money. She died almost fifteen years ago.”
“So if he doesn’t have access to it, why does he want you back?”
“He wanted me to marry a guy I know. I had no interest in it and as far as I know the guy has no interest in marrying me. Either that, or he plans to kill me and inherit the money as my sole living family member.” Tobias’s body tenses as he growls like a sexy, protective beast.
“Do you have a will?”
“No, I don’t. He told me I had no reason to have one without the money.”
“Yeah, well. Bastards like him make it hard for good lawyers. There are plenty of us who work for the purpose of actually serving the people. I’d say you have one drafted right away. Then he can’t have any claim, which means he’s less likely to kill you. Put it in a trust for your kids if you have any or leave it to someone you trust not to kill you. Remember, you can always change your will later. You want to establish a barrier between the funds and him. Also, regardless of what happens, I recommend you go to the police with the matter. The letter, the photos, and your testimony on the previous events will go a long way with protecting yourself.”