“No, I don’t know. You’re not my dirty little secret, Aurora. I’ll shout at the top of the world that you’re mine if that’s what it will take.”
Her delicate throat works up and down with a swallow. “But people will talk about my resemblance to Alicia.”
“Fuck people, and Alicia has been dead for eleven years. I don’t think she minds.”
“So you’re not keeping it a secret?”
“Why the fuck would I announce in front of the world that you’re my fiancée if I was keeping it a secret? Stop having those thoughts, okay?”
“Okay.” A smile grazes her lips as she tiptoes and kisses me on my cheeks. “Have fun.”
I grab her by the arm before she can leave. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Back to sleep.”
“Forget about that. You’re coming with me.”
“I am?”
“If you want to. I would be happy if you came with me and made the night less boring.” I rephrase so it doesn’t come off as if I’m ordering her around.
Aurora is a strong, independent woman, and needs her choices. I think part of the reason why she acted up the other time was because I completely took that will away.
It’s hard to give a choice when I’m used to my orders being met, but for her, I will learn. Eventually.
“I would love to.” She wraps her arms around my neck and seals her lips to mine.
As I kiss her, I know, I just know that there’s only one choice I would never give her.
The choice to leave me.
28
Aurora
Something feels wrong the moment I arrive at my office and receive a phone call from an unknown number.
Since the media attention started, Jonathan changed my phone number so that only he, his family, and Layla have it.
He even deleted Ethan’s number when I added it. No kidding.
Jonathan has been more severe about his possessiveness since he took me against the sofa a week ago. He’s been more tender, too, whether we’re alone or with people. I still haven’t asked him what he meant about the whole fiancée business, but I’d rather not ruin it.
At least, not for now.
I need his closeness more than anything as I deal with this whole fucked up situation. I need to sleep in his arms and feel like I’m in a castle and no one will ever be able to hurt me.
It’s weird how I handled it all alone eleven years ago, but I don’t want to think about that option now. Having Jonathan, Layla, and even Aiden and Levi and their wives, brings me a long-lost sense of peace that I’m ready to fight for with all my might.
At first, I don’t answer the phone, thinking it’s a reporter. They don’t stop. At all. They keep bugging me, Layla, and even our employees for stories about me.
Jonathan wasn’t kidding when he said he’d crush them, though. Aside from the security that surrounds H&H on a daily basis, Harris is keeping King Enterprises’ solicitors busy by having them file countless lawsuits and restraining orders.
My screen lights up with a text.
Unknown Number: Hello, Ms Harper. This is Stephan Wayne, Mr Griffin’s solicitor. I have one final message to relay from my client. There’s a threat to your life and Mr Griffin can protect you from it. Your father is ready to take back his accusations if you visit him.
I sit down on the sofa, staring at the text. He’s willing to leave me in peace?