Chapter 10
L eaning back in my desk chair, I watched Knovah lying across her bed, writing in the journal she stole from my office. She continued to surprise me. She didn't give a damn about rules and thought she was so slick. I was only allowing it because there was only so much she could do inside of the penthouse.
My fingers tapped along the arm of my chair as I admired the curve of her ass. I was curious to know what she was writing. Could there be something in there about me? What did she think about me? I hated that I even cared to know, but there was something magnetic about Noonie that I couldn't resist inching closer to.
She was tough but soft at the same time. I'd heard her crying in her room plenty of times, but she'd never allowed me to see that side of her... the one who worried about what her future held. I didn't want to care about her feelings, but I did. That's why I had to leave after realizing she was emotionally worked up earlier and terrified of me. Seeing that type of fear in her eyes didn't sit right with me. What happened to her? Did she have a lame ex-boyfriend who used to beat on her or something?
Loosening my tie, I inched lower in my seat. My phone began to ring on my desk, stealing my attention from the screen, but only temporarily. By the time I looked back, she'd tucked the journal back under her mattress then switched into the bathroom.
I saw it was my father and debated on not answering but decided to get whatever conversation he wanted to have over with now. "Hello?"
"I heard you brought a little guest to the club the other night."
I frowned. Somebody was running their mouth when they didn't need to be. I would find out who and make sure they never fucking spoke again.
"I want you to bring her to The Core for a chat."
Noonie came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. I licked my lips, wishing I was on the other side of the screen with her, exploring her supple skin. Remembering she was a virgin enticed me. All I could imagine was turning her into my little personal slut on her knees in front of me while I injected her pretty and plump lips with my seed. I could see her looking up at me with those innocent brown eyes, and I clenched my fist.
I forgot my father was on the phone until he spoke again. "JaSire."
I had a choice to make. I could be rid of her now by handing her over, or I could keep her locked away for my personal enjoyment for a little while longer. I had no explanation for my sudden interest in the woman, which made me feel like the only way to get to the bottom of it was to keep her in my grasp until I could figure it out.
"She escaped from the club," I finally replied.
He huffed. "More proof that you can't handle being the boss. You're too weak to do what it takes. How'd that little bitch escape?"
"I had her on the floor working. She was booked for a private dance and took off."
Silence filled the line. "You should've put a bullet in her head the moment you caught up with her."
I ran a hand down my face as she disappeared back into the bathroom. "It makes more sense for me to profit off her being alive than killing her. I'm going to find her, though."
"You better before I do." The line went dead as my father ended the call.
I glanced out the window, debating on my next move. I wasn't foolish enough to take my father's threats lightly. For Knovah's sake, she'd better remain locked inside my penthouse because if he caught up to her, there would be hell to pay. A beautiful woman like her didn't deserve that fate. She'd made a poor decision, but I couldn't say I was against it anymore. If she hadn't gone on the lick with her people, then our worlds would've never collided.