Texting The CEO: A Steamy Standalone Instalove Romance by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari [Ferrari, Flora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-03T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Felix

I turn sharply when I hear her voice. It’s dim, but it comes to me through the alleyway. My whole body is beating in time with my footsteps slamming against the concrete, my heart clashing in the same rhythm.

When I ran out onto the street, I saw her turning the corner, and now she’s led me off the beaten path. I couldn’t make out the words in her scream, but I’m sure it was her.

And I’m sure she needs my help.

As I ran after her, I tried not to think about what happened. That would have to wait until after I caught up to her. One minute everything was fine and then quickly changed, her anger erupting.

It only hit me as I ran down the stairs, trying to catch the elevator. She thinks I’m ashamed of her.

She thinks I’m like all those other bastards in her high school, that I don’t want to be seen with her.

I should’ve read her better. I could’ve told her she was wrong instantly.

“Leave me alone,” she yells, closer now.

I sprint around the corner, finding two men crowding Fiona. They look drunk, criminal sorts with tattoos all over their arms. They look like my dad, the memories I have of him…I remember thinking his arms were colored-in when I was a kid, he had so many tattoos.

I dispel the memory. I rarely think about my father.

“Leave her alone,” I snap.

The men turn, not quite touching her, not yet.

“What?” the bigger man says. “She your pet?”

“She’s my girlfriend,” I snarl, taking a step toward them. “And if you don’t let her go right this second, I will break your fucking legs.”

The smaller man mutters something urgently in Russian. The bigger man grimaces at me.

“We were just having fun, friend. No big deal.”

“Get. The fuck. Away from her.”

I roar the last part, my patience snapping, as I run toward them.

They don’t expect me to charge at them like this, ready to go to war. Maybe they think my clothes mean I’m some pushover, or the color of my hair means I’m too old to fight them.

But they don’t know how badly I need to protect my woman, always, at any cost.

Yelling, they leap away from me, their hands raised.

I step in front of Fiona and square my shoulders. My hands clench into fists, and I stare at both of them hard, pinning them with my gaze, letting them feel the rage burning up and out of me.

“Leave. Now.”

“I’m sorry,” the bigger man gasps, gazing wide-eyed.

“Don’t apologize to me,” I roar.

“Sorry, sorry,” the man murmurs, looking over his shoulder as he walks away.

I stare, the predator part of me roaring that I need to go after them, break their bones, make them pay for the way they treated her.

“It’s okay, Felix,” my woman says softly. “I’m fine. They didn’t touch me.”

“That’s lucky for them.” I watch as they disappear around the corner, then turn to Fiona, offering my hand. “But we better get out of here. Men like that will come back, with friends, with weapons.

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