look at him. He was staring at her with his big beautiful eyes, an eternal fire of desire burning in them.
“If you didn’t have my daughter in your arms I would show you.” Rayne’s body responded to his as he leaned down to her, his lips brushing along her ear as he issued his promise, or threat.
“Sweetheart, go to the kitchen and ask Melody to get you a chocolate cake, some ice cream and three forks. Then make a picnic on the kitchen floor,” Rayne said. The little girl leapt out of her arms in excitement.
“Melody!” she shrieked and ran toward the kitchen.
A thoughtful look consumed Antonio’s face as he watched his daughter.
“What is it?”
“Did you buy her new clothes?”
“Yep, she’s four. She shouldn’t be under pressure to keep her Gucci clean,” Rayne teased.
“Thank you.” He smiled. “I am also grateful you didn’t decide to dress her in those insane long sleeved t-shirts you love so much. I don’t know how you bear the summer heat.”
“I’m just glad the house is air conditioned.” She tugged the sleeves of her t-shirt, holding them between her fingers and her palms. She was terrified they would roll up on their own accord and reveal her secret. However she was glad she had been able to hold onto her demons this long.
Another ear shuttering shrill from Jacqueline reminded her of the situation at hand.
“I’m about to do something that could turn out two results, I could get knocked out, or fired, or both.” She nervously twisted her fingers into each other.
“What are you going to do?” The concern in Antonio’s voice was obvious.
Rayne marched toward Jacqueline who was now trying to get out the door as her mother blocked her path. Jacqueline looked like a wild cat intent on clawing her way to freedom. She was hysterical. Without putting too much thought into it, Rayne reached for her, and spun her around. Just as Jacqueline turned she descended her open palm on her cheek. The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed in the corners of the large house. Everyone was stunned and staring at them, but Rayne kept her eyes focused on one person.
Jacqueline was gaping at her, with a surprised look of shock on her face. She was silent and didn’t make an attempt to retaliate. Rayne put both her arms on her shoulders. “Breathe.” And just like that Jacqueline followed her command.
Rayne physically turned her and they walked toward the kitchen. Rayne could hear the shuffle of footsteps follow them. She didn’t dare turn around and chase them. She had Jacqueline’s attention and she didn’t know for how long. If the girl was anything like her, Rayne knew it wouldn’t be for much longer.
They walked into the kitchen to where Alessandria had made the picnic. Rayne urged Jacqueline down to the kitchen floor and she sat across from her. Rayne lifted her head long enough to see Morrison chase the other staff members out of the kitchen and seal the family in. Antonio was staring at her, a look of curiosity on his face. Rayne smirked, if she had known it would be so easy to get a Burke’s attention by using violence she would have slapped Antonio sooner.
“The world is not over, you know.” Rayne handed Jacqueline a fork and they both followed Alessandria’s lead. “You are young and this is your wiggle room to make as many mistakes as you want to, but you have got to use your head.”
“I thought he loved me.” Jacqueline finally spoke, but her voice was no louder than a whisper.
“My mother once told me, as much as you think everyone out there loves you; your family loves you even more.”
“I wanted to be with him, I really did. I would have left everything behind if he didn’t hurt me. I want to hurt him back,” she whimpered.
Rayne realized that whoever Jacqueline was shouting at must have been the guy who broke her heart. “I don’t think he’s gotten that far. You could ask your father to tell the guards to stop him, and maybe your big brother could tune
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