At the Billionaire's Pleasure 5 (Anything for Love) (BDSM Billionaire Series) (3 page)

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"The car will be here shortly." David's tone was curt and cold.

Swallowing I pushed the last of my clothes back into the bag he had brought to me earlier in the week. I hadn't needed much in the way of clothes. Spending time in a hospital was good for the dry cleaning bills. Standing straighter I studied David's back. He stood rigid and on guard, his back facing me as he watched the people moving up and down the hall. It was as though he was preparing for Robert to come back at any moment.

Robert's threats drifted back to me then. He had promised to get me when David was at his most protective. That the guilt of knowing no matter what he did that he couldn't save me would crush him. I swallowed back the fear and cleared my throat. All it was, was threats. Robert wasn't here now, he couldn't hurt me. I wouldn't let him.

"We need to talk." David said. The words came out so low I barely caught them. The only reason I heard him was because I was so attuned to his every movement and breath. I knew every beat of his heart and each breath he took. We were connected. He was a part of me now.

I sat on the edge of the bed and prepared to have him talk at me. He was so angry from earlier that it made sense that he would talk at me. Anger made him even more dominant than usual. He turned and caught sight of me watching him intently.

"Not here. We can talk privately in the car..." He moved to me and my heart lifted thinking he was going to reach out, to touch me in some small way but he didn't. Instead he grabbed my bag from the bed and lifted it into his grip. "Are you ready?"

He didn't wait for an answer and instead turned and moved swiftly to the door. I followed him at a much slower pace. Stepping out through the door it was then I caught sight of the large burly man dressed head to toe in black. If he had intended to blend in then he was failing miserably. I stifled a giggle with my hand as I followed David down the hall and into the elevator.

We remained completely silent as we exited the elevator and moved to the desk where I would sign the last of my release forms. Most of the paper work had already been taken care of, all except for this final slip of paper.

The doctors had been reluctant to just sign me out of their care. Private insurance provided the best possible care but it also meant that the doctors sometimes became over cautious. They had fretted that this morning’s ordeal would cause symptoms that might appear later. Shock had a nasty habit of creeping up on unsuspecting victims. But I was ready for it. I knew part of me was still in shock after what had happened. And I had no doubt that the dreams would be truly horrific. The more my memory was jogged into place the more the fear of what was to come tried to paralyse me.

I took the pen the nurse offered me and leaned down over the papers on the desk. My hand began to shake making it impossible to scrawl my signature across the box. I clamped my free hand across my wrist and tried to hold it steady but it was no use. The more I tried to steady my hand the worse the shake became. It spread then, up through my arms and down my torso into my legs.

I gripped the counter as the nurse looked at me with concern. David's hand slipped over mine. His chest pressed reassuringly against my back and he steadied my entire body with his embrace.

"I have you, Carrie. It's alright." He brushed my hair aside and whispered the words directly into my ear. I instantly started to relax, my entire body melting in against him. Without thinking I dashed my signature across the bottom of the page and David manoeuvred me away from the desk. He kept his tight grip on me as he walked me to the door and out into the sunshine.

The feel of its warmth on my skin served to steady me further and inch by inch the fear and adrenaline relinquished its hold on my body leaving me feeling bone achingly tired. Making it to the car I sank into its soft seats with a sigh of relief. I wanted to sleep wrapped in David's arms. I needed sleep. Although I had spent three whole days unconscious I was still exhausted. And now that the adrenaline and the high after Robert's newest attempt was fading rapidly I was even more exhausted.

David slid into the seat beside me and pulled the seat belt around my body and clicked it into place before he did the same for himself. He sat as close to me as was possible without actually pulling me into his lap and slid his arm around my shoulders.

"I know what he said to you..."

David's words hung between us like a small angry black cloud. It snapped me out of my exhaustion and a headache began to spread behind my eyes. I could feel the tension singing through David's body. The way his hand rested across my shoulders it wasn't calm or relaxed. The press of his thigh against mine pushed his anxieties through the denim of my jeans.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"How could I? I knew how you would react. And we both know it's just idle threats..."

The car moved away from the curb and the look David shot me was filled with anger.

"He has tried to kill you once. He broke into the hospital and attacked you in the hospital and gravely injured a nurse. He promised to get you. That he will kill you, when I am doing my utmost to protect you. That it won't matter what I do, he will kill you anyway. And you think that is an idle threat?" David let out a frustrated sigh.

"I think it's idle because the police will catch him long before then. I can't allow the fear of what might happen rule my life..."

"You don't understand do you? Carrie, he is dangerous. You should have told me what he said. You should have at least trusted me enough to tell me..."

It was my turn to let out a frustrated sigh. I shrugged out of his grip and pushed my hand back through my hair. "You really think I don't understand? David, honestly? I'm the one wearing his bruises around my neck. It's my head he tried to bash in on the rock. It was my life he tried to take. Mine. Not yours. Not anyone else’s. Mine. I understand well enough but I'm not prepared to become his victim. I'll have plenty of that when I close my eyes at night." Tears threatened to spill down my cheeks but I held them at bay by pinching my leg. The pain helped me focus. Helped keep me calm and stopped me from wanting to scream.

David ran his hand across my thigh before he gently took my hand in his. The gesture was almost enough to undo my progress with my emotions but I held them in check.

"I just can't bear to think of anything happening to you. The more I know the better chance I have of protecting you. That is all. You mean everything to me, Carrie. The sooner you understand that the better."

The car ran over a bump jolting my hand out of David's and the car turned down and into a gravel drive. I didn't pay too much attention to where we were headed. Instead all of my attention was focused on the man before me. The intensity in his eyes made me swallow with nervousness. I had witnessed David's intensity before but nothing like this. He meant every word he said. I could feel it.

The car rolled to a halt and it was then I turned my attention to where we were. The house that stood in the large sweeping driveway was huge. The stonework was a work of art in itself and I could tell the house was worth a small fortune. It was the type of house I could imagine gothic heroines running from when the bumping in the closet turned out to be much more than a mouse.

David noticed my shocked expression and a smile spread across his lips. "Welcome to my home. Well my childhood home. It's my parents house but they prefer to spend their time abroad. Mother likes the warmth and father will give her anything she wants."

I turned terrified eyes to David and gulped. "Your parents aren't here are they? Not now?"

David's smile grew even wider. "No. As I said they prefer being abroad. They never come back here. It has some bad memories so they leave it to me and Aaron to use when we see fit."

I let out a shaking breath and turned to look up at the house once more. It was stunning. The windows sparkled each time the sunlight hit them and the huge oak door was already ajar as though we were expected. That wasn't what truly caught my eye though. It was the sight of a tower attached to one end of the house. It mesmerised me and I imagined what it would be like to climb the stairs to the top. To stand and look out upon the countryside surrounding the house. It was like something from a fairytale.

I jumped when the car door opened and the body guard dressed head to toe in black held it. David's laugh made me want to slap him. But it was nice to hear him so relaxed. Since the situation with Robert had developed David hadn't been himself. He was always tense and on guard as though expecting someone to jump out at him at any second and steal me away. It was hard to watch him behave that way. Part of me wondered how I was behaving? Perhaps it was the fear in me that was causing such a reaction in David. Could we truly be such mirrors of each other?

"Wait until you see the inside. You'll love it." David sounded so excited as though he had truly found the most exciting thing ever and he wanted to share it with me.

I climbed out of the car and gripped his arm tightly to steady myself. The blood rushed to my head and I felt slightly faint. Even though I was recovered it still didn't stop me from having funny moments. The feeling passed in an instant and David held me tightly as though ensuring that I wouldn't disappear.

"Are you alright? Perhaps this is too much?"

I grinned at him then and gestured to the house. "Are you kidding me? I get taken to beautiful gothic mansions all the time. This is just one in a long line of gothic mansions..."

His lips crushed mine and stole my breath. His steady grip was the only thing that kept me on my feet as he deepened the kiss. I moaned softly against him as his hands pressed into my back and he nibbled slowly along my lips.

He drew back slowly and broke the kiss. I kept my eyes closed for a few seconds savouring the taste of him on my lips. When I opened them I couldn't help but smile. David's eyes were filled with happiness and something else. I knew the look. I had fallen prey to it several times. It was the look of lust. The look that David used on me that told me all of the things he wanted to do to me then and there. The way he would take my body and use it for his pleasure. Sending me to new unexplored heights. I could feel things tighten low in my body and it made me want to take his hand and find a secluded corner. To me it felt like an age since he had done to me everything his eyes promised.

As though he could read my thoughts he let out a low chuckle. "Later, my love I promise. For now let's go inside."

We made our way into what appeared to be the hallway, except calling it a hall would have been an insult. The space itself was as big as my apartment. I stared around me at the wall hangings, drinking in the rich atmosphere and the smell of wood polish.

David's hand pressed against my lower back and I jumped, a small squeal escaping my lips. He took my hand and lead me into one of the many rooms that were adjacent to the hall. The sitting room was beautiful and opulent. The crystal chandelier glittered each time one of the sun beams hit it.

I let my eyes roam around the room until they came to rest on a man sprawled across the chintz sofa. He stirred as David and I entered the room and I realised it was Aaron.

"So this is where you hide out when you're not torturing your brother." I teased gently a small smile creeping across my lips as Aaron grinned at me.

"They let you out of the hospital? I thought you were in there for another few days at least. David seemed to think you would be?" He turned an inquisitive look to his brother but I piped up before David could open his mouth.

"There was an incident, so I left early."

Aaron's expression immediately grew serious. "Incident?"

"Robert, paid her a visit this morning. Threatened her. Said he was glad he didn't succeed the first time because now it means that he can cause even more pain. Plans to do her in when I'm on edge trying to protect her... I won't let that happen, Aaron, I can't..."

Aaron shook his head and let out a sigh as he sat upright on the couch. My shoulders were stiff from holding all of my anxieties inside and I attempted to release them all. I breathed out, a loud sigh escaping me. David wrapped his hand in mine as he led me towards the sofa opposite Aaron. He sat and pulled me down beside him. His thigh pressed tight against my leg, practically burning a hole in my jeans with the heat that was coming off his body.

"I don't understand how did he even get into the hospital? How did he know where to go?" Aaron asked running his hand across his face.

"Its been all over the news." David answered.

I spun around to face him, all the blood had drained from my face. "What do you mean all over the news?"

David looked sheepish and dropped his gaze to his hands.

"What do you mean all over the news, David? And why haven't I heard of this before now?" Anger was causing my blood to rise. I could feel it beginning to boil in my veins and I help onto it. Anger was something I could control. Something I could use in the situation that was spiralling rapidly out of my control.

"Well you were almost killed, Carrie. Something like that would be all over the news..." I could tell from the way David refused to meet my gaze that he was holding something back. Something I would have a major problem with.

"Tell me the truth." I tugged my hand out of his and narrowed my eyes. I wasn't going to be fobbed off. And I certainly wasn't in the mood for coy word games.