Client Confidentiality

(58) Callum 🔥

"I don't get it," Elijah sighs for the 50th time. 

We've been sitting in the penthouse, eating take-out Chinese food as we discuss Carlie's case. She's tried to explain Charles' possible next moves to us for the past hour, but we're missing the legal education to grasp it. 

"How would that even work?" Hannah asks as she snags the last spring roll. Zach glares at her and she winks at him as she shoves the whole thing in her mouth. 

"If he can get proof from you three that I broke the contract first by having a personal relationship with my clients, my case falls apart," Carlie sighs. She drops her chopsticks in her chow-mein and downs the rest of her wine. I watch her closely, noting the haunted look in her eyes that makes me want to go on a killing rampage. 

"What a fucking dick," Zach says what we're all thinking and I can't help but smirk as the others laugh at his outburst. 

Carlie doesn't say anything for the rest of the conversation and I notice her silence. It's the loudest thing in the room, above Zach and Hannah's bickering as Elijah referees. Hannah ends up leaving about an hour later and Zach slinks away with the dishes, whilst Elijah answers a phone call. 

Immediately, I pull Carlie onto my lap, keeping her close as she continues to play with the paper from her fortune cookie. Peering over her shoulder, I read the cheesy fortune and roll my eyes at its generic meaning. 

The notion of a small, mass-manufactured piece of paper telling you your future is something I've never believed in. In fact, I don't agree with fate. A person's actions govern what will happen next, not some pre-written script from the universe. Your star sign doesn't affect how you approach situations; who you surround yourself with and your determination to do something does. 

"You okay?" I murmur against her shoulder as I gently kiss the exposed skin. 

"Yeah, just thinking," she sighs wistfully. 

"About?"

There's a heavy pause before she answers. 

"What I'm going to do next." A tear falls from her closed eyes as she responds, her voice barely above a whisper. I wipe the tear away with the pad of my thumb, my arm wrapping tighter around her waist. 

"You're going to continue running your law firm," I tell her with determination in my voice. As more tears fall, I start to despair of what to do. My brothers are better in this situation, but they've both buggered off at the exact moment I need them.

"I'm going to lose the firm," she sobs, her shoulders shaking as she cries. 

"We won't ever let you lose your dream," I kiss her shoulder. 

"Never," Elijah reaffirms as he strolls back in. His face looks pained as he takes in Carlie's state, and he's by her side in an instant. Kneeling down in front of her, he takes both of her hands in his and squeezes them. 

"You're going to win this, and we will be right by your side when you do," he promises. I lift her chin up from where she's looking down, and force her to look at him. When she sees the lack of doubt in his eyes, her sobs slowly begin to subside. 

I move my hands to her shoulders and begin to knead away the tension in them. 

"You need to relax," I whisper in her ear, my voice low and gravelly. The way she shivers at the sound of my voice makes Elijah's eyes flick up to mine. With one look, we make a plan to relax her.

He starts to undo her slacks and pulls them down her soft legs. The creaminess of her naked thighs as they rest on my lap has me hard as a rock. She notices me poking her and starts to grind into me. Smirking, I nip at her ear and she squeals. 

Elijah removes her white, lacy panties and holds them on the end of his finger, showing me how soaked they are. 

"A little needy, are we?" I chuckle into her ear, smirking more as she increases the pressure of her core against my clothed cock. She bites back a whimper as Elijah separates her thighs and runs a finger up her slit. When she tenses, I can tell he's found her clit. 

"You're soaked, trouble," Elijah purrs, pulling his finger away and sucking off her juices. She tries to clench her thighs shut as she watches him but I pry them apart. With a wink, he buries himself in-between her legs, making her throw her head against my shoulder. 

As Elijah brings her closer and closer to ecstasy, I kiss and nip at her neck. My hands find her breasts under her blouse and I pinch her nipples until she's arching her back against me. 

"I'm missing a party," I hear my younger brother's voice call out as his footsteps edge closer and closer. I grumble as he grabs Carlie's jaw and bends down to kiss her. She moans against his lips and I look over her shoulder to see Elijah has added a finger into her soaked pussy. He looks like a man starved as he feasts on her, each whimper swallowed by Zach's assault on her lips. 

I unbutton her blouse and unclip her matching, white, lacy bra. Holding up on of her breasts for Zach, he begins sucking and nipping at her nipple as I take over swallowing her moans. With each wiggle on my lap, I can tell the exact moment she crests the edge and falls over. 

My mouth moves to her neck as I let her cries be heard by everyone. Her whole body spasms from the weight of the orgasm until she slumps down against me and my brothers unlatch from her. 

Zach smirks at her with a wicked glint, whilst Elijah sits back on his haunches and wipes his mouth. 

"Feel relaxed now?" I ask her with a knowing smirk. She nods her head sleepily, her eyes closed in post-orgasmic bliss. 

"Let's get her to bed and we can sort out a plan tomorrow," Elijah suggests and I nod.