FALLING FOR MR J

Chapter 11

CHAPTER ELEVEN

JOHNATHAN:

"Mrs Franks, could you get in touch with a specialist, please? I need somebody who can do crystal work. I need something replicated A.S.A.P. I've had the security to send you a picture. As soon as you get it, send it off to every one of them. It's important, so make sure you find the best for the job."
She's gone a little silent and just as I'm about to prompt her. That's when she tells me she'll get right on it.
"Will there be anything else, sir?"
"No, that is all. Thank you, Julia. You're the best."

After pressing end on the call, I'm turning off my engine. This came after pulling up into my car parking area. I had woken early this morning and after an hour of watching her sleep, I wanted to surprise her with breakfast. So I'd driven to the same place, you know, the one I'd taken her to for breakfast. Why did I go there? Well, the place used to belong to my mother. This was before she passed away a few years ago. I kinda like going there because it makes me feel close to her. Plus, it kinda felt right. Taking Lacy, there kinda felt like I was showing her off to my mum.
Before going there, I stopped at the local florist's and got a bunch of roses. It's one to say, how sorry I am for upsetting her yesterday. Oh, and not forgetting. I also bought her a little bumble-bee pendant. It's now sitting in the centre of a single rose. I know it's probably too much but I couldn't resist it, it was too perfect. So, with our breakfast in my hand and the flowers in the other, I walk towards the elevator in my underground car park. When I step inside, I wave my fob over the screen. It recognises it's me and the doors closed before ascending to my floor. I have to tell you, I'm kinda nervous. For the first time in a long time, I'm nervous. I know why though, it's her. I swear she makes me nervous. I know it's crazy, but the thought of her walking away now. Hell, and after wanting each other for so long, it terrifies me. I don't scare easily either. The only time I've ever got scared was the day I found a kid who went by the name of Stefan. That's all I knew about him, but he was laying into some other kid. Only when I pulled him away, I realised it wasn't a kid at all. No, it was a young woman, one with long amazing red hair. Not only did I see red hair, but blood and bruises. She got covered from head to toe. He also had her defenceless body tied to a fucking radiator. Seeing her state all saw was red. Never in all my life have I ever seen anything like it before. It was his face. He looked like he was enjoying it. He'd beat her within an inch of her life. How did I come to know him? Well, he'd been working alongside the dickhead. The one I'd fired just a few months ago. It's the same dickhead who'd broken Lacy's figurine. I sent him out, just to sort out a few things in the gallery warehouse. That's when he'd pulled Stefan in just to help him out. He said, "He's down on his luck and needs a few quid, just to see him through." With me being the kind of person I am, I took a chance. Unfortunately, I had taken a chance on a scumbag. One who not only screwed me over but set alight to my warehouse. He got hold of Albert's keys and help himself to a few of my priceless artefacts.
The dumb fuck hadn't realised I had cameras set up. They're all around the place. Once my team had found out where he lived, I tracked him down. I threatened him if he doesn't pay for the damage. Only now I find out he's dead, and his partner in crime is on the loose. As for the girl, I brought her back to my place. That's where I had Mrs Franks help me clean her up. I also called my private doc in. He fixed up her wounds as well as put my mind to rest. You know, on her downstairs situation. Ste told me she got her period. I asked why she was bleeding and yes, I know his proper name now. It wasn't hard to work out when all the news reports had focused on him and Vincent Martin. I'm surprised there wasn't anything on the girl though since she was there. I'm also wondering why she didn't report me. I know I should've taken her to the hospital, but I didn't want Albert in trouble. I figured because he worked for me and I sent him there with no help. Well, I felt responsible for him. I had my suspicions - he could've got involved so I needed to find out what was going on first. Besides, my doc told me she just needs rest. He'd fixed her up with a drip and left us to it.
You see, Albert has a family, a struggling family, so I needed to hear what was going on before I destroyed them all. I'm a bastard, but I'm not about to make them suffer for his fuck up. He's not the man who gets into this crap, so I had to make doubly sure. Plus, I had to hear her side. Hell, for all I know she could've got involved. But they'd kidnapped her for a reason. This meant I wanted to not only know why, but I felt I had to save her. Though, I didn't want to drop her in trouble either. I think she'd suffered enough at the hands of that bastard.
After about two days of watching her sleep, I thought about her... definitely, more than I should have, especially since I didn't even know her. But the more I looked at her and her broken body, the more I felt the need to protect her... just like I do with Lacy. The woman with the red hair though, I left her in my room to sleep it off. I waited for her to wake, just to talk to her. Yet when she finally woke, she pulled herself out of my bed. She shocked the shit out of me when she made a run for it. Before she woke up Mrs Franks came to help with changing her. You know, like bathe her and whatnot, but when Mrs Franks left, I looked at her. I became fascinated with the woman in my bed. I finished fixing her drip bag when I turned off her light. I tried to leave the room, but my body wouldn't move. Hell, I felt like some crazy stalker. I couldn't stop watching her while she slept. I didn't mean to, but when the blanket had slipped away from her. I saw everything, not only her body but her bruises. Now any other time I'd say she was sexy as fuck, but seeing those bruises kinda stumped that out. That's when I realised I'd turned weirdo. So, after quickly covering her up again, I left the room. Before walking out though, I asked her to wake up soon. "I not only want to help you, but I need to know your name. It's driving me mad. Not knowing who you are, it's driving me crazy." Sadly, when she finally woke, she fled my place. I've never seen or heard anything from her since. I've looked, of course, but with no luck. I've turned this town upside down, not only looking for her but Vincent Martin. I'd hoped he could tell me who she was. Sadly again, with no luck. In the end, I gave up. I've not looked since I clapped my eyes on Lacy Honey.
Her short blond hair and big blue eyes along with her amazing smile pulled me in. So much so, I began dreaming about her. I've done nothing but dream of her. Since she'd walked into my office with that smile and her amazing eyes, I've been hooked. The way she looked at me, I knew then she wanted me. Obviously, I had to keep it professional. My mother always told me, "Never mix business with pleasure." But that night, I dreamt about her. I couldn't get her out of my thoughts, so I did what my mother told me to never do; I hired her. I knew she'd be good at it, but I also did it for my own selfish need. I wanted her. I wanted her so much, I hired her. Once I had her by my side, I made her follow me around. I'd taken her to all my meetings. Most of them she didn't have to be there, but I made her come anyway, just so I could sit next to her. Every chance I could get, I touched her. Just little shy touches here and there. But every time I did, it was like my way of telling her I wanted her. Though, for reasons unknown, she fought it. She was good at holding back. As much as I wanted her to want me, she held strong. Well, until I got a call from my head of security, telling me she's kicked Albert's arse. It came while one of my meetings was in effect, just the thought of anybody harming her. Well, I'd lost my cool and left an important meeting.
I'd been trying to negotiate with the head of one of London's most famous museums. They have a priceless painting and it's one I have wanted for a long time. Yet the thought of her being hurt threw me. Of course, I'd left one of my associates in charge. Did he get the artefact? Yeah, he did. Let me tell you, I was so grateful for it. You'll find out more about it later on. That aside... my need to know she's okay, outweighed the need to have that painting. So that was a big flashing light, shining in my eyes, almost blinding me. It told me, I can't keep it to myself anymore. I need her to see I truly want her. God knows where the sub stuff came into it, but I could see it. She wanted me to be her Dom. It was a new thing for me, but it was hot. I could see how much she wanted me with the way she struggled to breathe. Not only that, but the way she asked me to punish her. I swear she made me so hard. I almost came myself when she came without me even touching her. Damn it, and now I'm hard again. I need to be inside of her again. As if I didn't get enough of her last night. Hell, just about all night I was inside of her. I couldn't get enough. I wanted to be inside of her all the fucking time. It's crazy as hell, but I know what I want and it's her. I want Lacy Honey to be mine for as long as she'll have me. Well, that was the plan anyway. I thought she wanted it too, but that soon changed.