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What He Desires   (What He Wants, Book Five)
    By Hannah Ford

 
 
    Copyright 2015, Hannah Ford, all rights
reserved.   This book is a work of
fiction, and any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is entirely
coincidental.

 
 
    Noah

 
    I watched Charlotte turn and walk down
the hall toward my office, and I had to resist the urge to call her back to
me.   The thought of letting her go
to a meeting where that pervert Josh was going to be filled me with rage.   I was overcome with the need to protect
her, to wrap my arms around her, pull her into my bed, and never let go.
    She’d managed to crack my armor, to get
me to let my guard down a little.   I’d even agreed to go to some party with her family.   The thought of it was already causing
me to want to retreat.
    It was a battle inside of myself, this
desire to hold her close and keep her safe versus the urge to push her away as
soon as I let her in.   But she’d
made it clear it was what she expected, and the thought of losing her was
scarier than letting her in.   At
least, it was for now.
    I heard her opening drawers in my office,
looking for a charger for her phone and the whole thing was so god damn
domestic that I almost laughed out loud.  
    But then the panic set in.
    She was in my apartment, sleeping in my
bed, and it felt right.   I thought about taking her to dinner tonight, about going over the rules
for what she could wear, eat, stay.   I couldn’t wait to get her to submit to me, to bring her back here and
take her in any way I wished.   She’d responded well to the spanking, and I was going to push her
further tonight.   She wanted to
please me, and I was ready to teach her just how to do that.
    The thought of it made me rock hard, and
I flashed back to an image of her on her knees at the club the other night,
crawling over to me, ready to do whatever I asked.
    She needed to be careful out with that
asshole Josh.   I put my iPad away
and went to remind her of that fact, to make sure she stayed safe and
alert.   I decided to implement a
new rule -   she would have to text me every hour on the hour, and if I didn’t hear from her, I
would come and find her.
    When I reached the office, she was
sitting on the floor looking down at something in her lap.   Her hair fell over her face, her legs
curled under her.   She looked small
and vulnerable, and I wanted to wrap her up in my arms and carry her back to my
bed, lock her away and never let her out of my sight.
    “Charlotte,” I said.   “Look at me.”
    She looked up at me, her face set in
stone.   Her eyes were blazing with
something unexpected – anger.
    She picked up the folder that was in her
lap.   “You want to explain this?”
she asked.
    I took a step closer, until I could see
what she was referring to.   It was
my file on Katie Price -- the pictures of her, the record of her movements, the
places she’d gone, the times she’d gone there.   Each one meticulously recorded and catalogued, right down to
the minute.
    “Why were you following Katie?” Charlotte
demanded.    “Tell me.”
    I had to be careful.
    If I said the wrong thing, I could lose
her.
    And that was unacceptable.
    So I began to speak, choosing my words
carefully.

 
 
    Charlotte

 
    “Well?” I demanded, standing up and
thrusting the folder at Noah.   “What is this?”
    “Charlotte,” he said, his voice even,
“you weren’t meant to find that.”
    “Yeah, no shit I wasn’t meant to find
it.   It’s probably not ideal for
the woman you’re fucking to find a bunch of evidence that shows you were
stalking someone who was just murdered.”
    He shook his head and moved over to me,
took the folder from my hands and paged through the documents.   He still didn’t say anything, and it
was infuriating.   I had been in
such a good mood, thinking I was finally getting through to him, and then just like
that, my hopes were completely dashed.   Again.
      It was like being on a