A Hunger to Share ( Book One )

chapter 49

James    

The man was viciously ripped off of him.   

James slid against the door, unable to stand up on shaky legs. He stifled a sob of relief, and hurridly pulled up his boxers, struggling with his jeans.

He felt someone's hands on his own, and shoved them away weakly. "Don't touch me."

"I won't hurt you. I'm trying to help." Artyom said in a gentle voice, worried gray eyes staring back at him.

"I can do it myself." James fixed his jeans, humilation burning his cheeks. "I'm fine."He tried to stand up and almost fell down again.

"You're not fine. Let me help you." Artyom's arm went around James. He clapped his other hand on James's neck to stop the bleeding.

He got an involuntary whiff of his bitter cologne. James was too drained to be stubborn, so he let himself slump against his boss. As much as he didn't like Artyom fussing over him, he had to admit the feeling of his arm around him was comforting.

"Apologize to him." James heard Hans's cold voice, and looked over at him.

His other boss was standing in front of the man with his fingers in his chest. Two bodygaurds were holding firmly onto the man's arms. His jeans, and underwear were still down.

James wanted to kill him, but he didn't think his bosses would appriciate that, so he stayed put.

"No. He attacked me first." The man spat.

James opened his mouth tp protest.

"I don't like it when people lie to me." Hans dug his fingers in deeper. "apologize to him, now, Or I'll rip your fangs out, and then do the same to your dick."

"I'll never apologize to a petty slut." The man gritted his teeth, trying to get free of the bodygaurds' hold.

"Don't tell me I didn't give you a chance." Hans retreated his bloody fingers from his chest, then drew out a dagger from behind his jeans, and turned towards James. "Do you want to do it, or should I?"

James blinked at him. "Is this a trick question?"

"No. He bit you, and almost raped you. He crossed the line. Did you think I was going to let him walk free without proper punishment? What kind of man do you think I am?"

"I...I did't think you cared..."

"If I didn't, I wouldn't have threatened to castrate, or defang him. I don't make idle threats."

"But why?"

"You're our employee, and we care about our people's well-being." Artyom said from beside him.

Hans nodded along and held the dagger towards James by the hilt. "This bastard doesn't deserve your pitty ,or forgiveness."

James took it, and walked towards him. "I told you I'd kill you if you bit me."

"You do that, and I'll hunt your ass for the rest of eternity." He seethed, still struggling in the bodygaurds arms.

"You can try." James shoved the silver blade in his heart.