BWWM: Loving Mr. Bad Boy (BWWM Alpha Male Billionaire Romance) (African American Interracial Contemporary Short Stories) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2016-02-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

Emmett ambled up the dusty stairs to the attic with a heavy heart and the fire of anger burning in his gut. The nerve of that man to call himself a father! He had tried to contain his rage at Clara’s words as she had confessed the tragedy of her past, as well as the nefarious scheme her so called father had concocted to try and threaten her into going back with him. And leave Emmett. Her husband!

It still seemed strange to him, whenever he thought the word, but he couldn’t deny the secret thrill whenever his sweet Clara spoke the word out loud. It hit him square in the chest, and there was no denying. He stopped in the middle of the stairway as a thought struck him. Dear heavens, he was in love with her!

He wasn’t quite sure when it had happened, or even how, but in the short time they had known each other he had fallen so deeply under her spell he didn’t think he would ever be able to extricate himself. Nor that he wanted to. He was happy for the first time in…he couldn’t even remember the last time he had been truly happy. Probably not since he was a child. A very small child, before he had learned just how cruel the world could truly be. And he hated the fact that his kind, gentle wife had had to learn that particular lesson as well.

Emmett continued his slow trek up to the attic and gently closed the door behind him. He knew Clara had fell into an exhausted sleep the moment they had returned home but he didn’t want to take any chance. She had been so brave to share her past with him. But he wasn’t as courageous as she was, and he didn’t want to take the chance of her finding out who and what he really was and turning away from him. He didn’t think he would survive that.

The old chest still sat exactly where he’d left it almost three years ago, exactly where it was when he stopped Clara just before she’d opened it. That had been a close call. He had been lucky he had arrived just when he had or else his secret might have let out despite his best intentions to keep his past just that, in the past.

With a sigh of regret and determination, he opened the creaky lid, unaware of the cloud of dust that fell off to scatter on the floor behind the trunk. He stared to into its long unused contents for several minutes, hesitating at the last moment before finally reaching down, and pulling out the things he’d been looking for and dreading all at the same time.

The black leather duster came out first. He shook off the wrappings that had been keeping it semi protected for the damages of time and unfolded, barely letting himself think as he slipped on the floor length jacket. The hat came next. Solid black with a big brim that he could pull low over his eyes, concealing his expression.

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