I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing...
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I release a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose and wondering what the hell I was going to do about the current clusterfuck that landed on my plate.
Before Valencia, I was a boy afraid of the world and the dangers it brought, more comfortable hiding in my bubble. But she made me see instilled confidence in me and made me see that I was capable of so much more than I ever dreamed for myself. By her side I bloomed, and we grew together into the best versions of ourselves.
Now not only do I have a Master's in business administration but I'm running the security firm we bought out from under Darius. With me at the helm and Valencia's unwavering support and countless days spent pouring over documents with me, I've expanded it nationwide.
I took what happened and became stronger from it. Now I'm able to give families everywhere the safety they deserve – safety that Valencia and I deserved when it was ripped from under us. I employ personal security and body guards, but my company's main source of revenue was from our home security systems and technology. Systems that could detect the presence of other unregistered surveillance devices.
Knowing that someone was watching Valencia at her most vulnerable in every inch of her apartment really fucked with any sense of security she built following her trauma. It was difficult for both of us for a while after,
There's a knock on my office door and I yell for them to come in before it swings open. "Mr. Bishop, he's arrived."
Hell yeah I took Valencia's last name.
I release another frustrated breath, wanting to get this situation handled and over with so I could go home, kiss my wife, and cuddle with my daughter and watch Cocomelon. I fucking hate that shit, it makes my ears bleed but it's like crack for babies and whatever Leila wants, she gets. She's a daddy's girl through and through. "You can send him in. Thank you Tina." I try to give her a polite smile; I'm not the kind of boss that ever gets mad or goes off on anyone and it's rare for me to get worked up like this.
My assistant nods and a few moments later, a tall and bulky man walks into my office. He's about 200 pounds and in good shape like all our body guards and security officers. Once upon a time that would have rendered me wildly intimidated being alone in a room with him. But I'm nearly 30 and I've put on 40 pounds of muscle over the years. That combined with the years of martial arts training I put myself through so I would never feel so helpless again, I knew ways to render him unconscious in 7 seconds if I needed to.
It's amazing how traumatic, debilitating, and terrifying experiences can drastically change your life. The car accident with my parents dying was the first, and it brought many changes to my life for the worse. The Katherine/Beth incident was my second, and I'd go through it all over again if it meant I would have Valencia by my side.
