Chapter 4
Chapter Four
Latham
I watch as Bella leaves her office in a hurry.
She is gorgeous, though definitely not a natural redhead.
I wonder if her tits are real; they look real, but damn, they were near-perfect mounds on her petite frame.
Her blouse hugs her in all the right places.
I want her long legs draped over my shoulder while I feast on her.
She is perfect though I hope I haven’t scared her off.
My desire could be a little too much for a human, as I have learned over the years.
One too many have died by hands unable to handle the darkness within me.
“Oi, you said no magic,” Blaine says, and I roll my eyes, sorting the piles on her desk.
“I barely used any. Who do you think she was on the phone to?” I ask them, knowing they’ve also heard the rude man speaking to my beautiful little human like that.
She has enticed me. I want to know this woman. I need to, and the more time I spend around her, the more I want her. Her energy is mouth-watering. She is a little firecracker, yet I can feel something dark within her that calls to me the most. I love secrets, and I can tell she had some dark ones.
“No idea, but I would love to get my hands on them after the way they spoke to her. An ex-lover perhaps,” Xavier says.
“I have no idea, but I could smell her fear. Her heart was hammering the moment she heard his voice,” I tell them, and they also agree.
“He said he would be waiting for her at home,” I add, and they both nod.
“Looks like we may have to follow her to make sure nothing happens to her,” Xavier says.
Blaine walks over to me, running his hands over my chest.
"Maybe just a little magic?” he whispers, his lips going to my neck while his hand grabs my crotch.
Younger demons are always drawn to my power, and I love fooling around with them.
Maybe I could have my fun with them while I steal Bella out from under them.
I don’t want to share, and there is no way she can handle all of us feeding off her energy.
I know they sense the same darkness within her.
Most humans have glowing souls, not much sinister in them.
They are just weak-minded and easily influenced.
Bella has a dark past, her aura slightly darker than most. The moment I saw it, I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame, and I knew they were too.
Something haunts her, and nothing darkens a soul unless they have done something terrible or lived through something that altered them.
The thought of someone hurting her angers me, and I don't know where the sudden anger comes from.
“Fine magic, but not on her,” I tell Blaine, his hand stroking my cock through my pants.
I shudder against him, feeling his magic oozing out and feeding mine.
“Good, because I want to know what she is hiding in here,” Xavier says, walking over to the filing cabinet.
I watch as he presses his thumb to the lock before hearing it click open. He pulls the drawer open and pulls out her handbag. Blaine lets me go to go snoop, and they pull out her wallet.
“She doesn’t live far from here, only the apartment building two blocks away,” Xavier says, before rummaging in her bag. He pulls some pills out, looking at them.
“Antidepressants and sleeping tablets.”
Blaine grabs them to look at them. “Now, why would she have this, let alone carry it on her? Who is she scared of?”
Blaine reaches into her handbag and pulls out a gun. I take it from him, looking at it, and find it loaded.
“Now that is interesting,” I tell them, and they agree.
What is she hiding, or better yet, who is she scared enough of that she is carrying a gun with her at all times?
Hearing her heels on the marble floors, I look to the door, handing Xavier the gun.
They quickly put her bag back, and he uses his magic to relock it before grabbing a pile of documents.
She opens the door and walks back in with four cups of coffee.
I smirk before taking one, and she rolls her eyes.
I need to find out who this girl is. I will have her, she will be mine, and I am going to love owning every inch of her.
Blaine and Xavier are also watching her carefully, trying to figure her out.
She sips her coffee, grabbing a stack of papers and heading toward the shredder.
The device’s low whirring is the only sound in the room as we watch her shred the documents.
“Are you going to watch or help? If not, get out,” she tells us, bending down to shred another pile.
I watch her pants pull tighter over her plump ass. I want to spank her, brand her ass with my hand. The things I want to do to her. I adjust the front of my pants while she isn’t looking, though Xavier and Blaine do notice, and I see Blaine's lips tug up.
“Want help with that?” he asks, his voice filtering through my thoughts.
“Maybe later. I am going to ask Eli for her file. I know he keeps records of all his workers. Stay with her,” I tell them, and they nod.
Little does she know she would never be alone again.
I don’t think I can stay away for long, even if I try.
Something in me wants her, and it wants more than her soul.
She is completely unaware we are talking about her.
I turn, heading for the door. I don’t want to leave them with her, but I also need to know more about her.
I want to know what makes her tick and what makes her her.