Loving Steele (First book in Rivers series)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Storm's POV:

I woke up on my own finding the spot next to me empty. I rolled over rubbing my eyes to see Ace looking in the mirror and fixing his tie. I watched him intently as he put on his suit jacket.

"You don't have to come today." He said softly and I sat up pushing the covers back.

"No I will come; I don't want to stay here by myself." He smiled and nodded as I went over to the closet. I peered in and he cleared his throat.

I looked back as he gestured to the bed and there I saw a black skirt that was respectable length, a white button up shirt and a sweater vest.

"You must think I am such a loser." I said happily picking up the pieces. He chuckled shaking his head no as I changed. I let my blond hair out and pushed it back with a thin headband.

I looked in the mirror and sighed happily flattening the material.

"Jennifer." He said gesturing to my outfit and I smiled.

"This is Jennifer Callaway." I nodded. We drove to the club in his matte black Lambo and we stepped out and walked inside. I stayed close behind him as we made our way to Blake's office. I walked in and Brandon pushed the blond off of him and ran at me.

"Storm!" He yelled hugging me tightly. I smiled and held his shoulders as he crushed me.

"I missed you, sexy." He said and I kissed his cheek.

"I missed you too Brandon." I said patting his cheek. He sat back down as the blond glared at him.

"Don't give me that look Britt." He said pulling her back to him. Once again Blake was on the phone and Ace sat down. I went to sit on the single chair when he grabbed my hand lightly as Brandon and 'Britt' made out.

"Where are you going?" He asked his grey eyes lighting up. I pointed to the chair and he shook his head making me sit on his lap.

"This is where you belong." He whispered and I could hear the smirk in his voice. I turned and gave him a warning look and he shrugged his shoulders. He lightly grazed his fingers over the marks that Massimo left on my leg. That sound from his chest was animalistic and I lightly rested my hand on top of his.

"Does your face hurt?" He asked lightly touching my bruised cheek. I shook my head no and he smiled leaning back on the sofa. He lightly twirled my hair in his hands as Blake got off the phone.

"What's wrong?" Ace asked him.

"Storm your dad is putting me in a very uncomfortable position." He said.

"I know, he told me." I said.

"How could he have told you?" Blake asked.

"I didn't call the number on the card I called my dad and his answer was that he didn't have the money to pay you guys so he would not send anyone to come get me." I said venom dripping from my voice. I was so pissed at the man that I called father. He was a selfish pig that blew all his money on his fake wife.

"So he is a chicken shit that won't own up to what he has done. Where is he?" Brandon asked.

"You're not going to hurt him...right?" I asked and Brandon sighed heavily as Ace ran his hand up and down my thigh comfortingly.

"I know he is money hungry and power hungry but he is still my dad." Blake had a pained look on his face.

"Take his wife." I said and his head shot up.

"His wife? He can get another one."

"No he can't." I said quickly while shaking my head, "He blew his money he doesn't have the money he says he has. She is a trophy wife. With her on his arm he looks like a billionaire." I explained and Brandon nodded.

"She has a point. Make him know that we mean business."

"How will we get her though?" Ace asked.

"She goes to Ten AX club every Friday night. My dad thinks she is going to a book club but she goes there to flirt with cute men."

"How old is she?" Brandon asked.

"Twenty six. My dad is forty two." I said.

"He is livin' the life man." Brandon sighed.

"How are we going to do this?" Blake asked.

"Send Steele in to seduce her." I said.

"What?" He asked confused and I turned back to look at him.

"Yea you are a bit younger than her and you are rich and successful she will love you to death. Lead her outside and bam we got her." I shrugged. How was I thinking of all this?

"Storm you are sounding like a little mob boss." Brandon grinned and I couldn't help but smile. The feeling of being in control felt great.

"Alright let's get the ball rolling then." Blake said.