Secret World

I made sure she would sleep calmly. I never imagined she would end up in my arms and sleep almost the whole night this way. I repeat to myself like a prayer, she needs to heal. She woke up confused, when the realization hit her. She focused her beautiful blue eyes on me. The rest was just slow motioned film. It's kind of cute, if she thinks I would stay by calling her by her last name. Her confusion is in place. Fuck, I know it's the bond we have and I am still confused by the need to fuck her raw. I checked my phone. I was happy to see a message from Miss Ray. They were happy and healthy in the picture she attached. She somehow found out, I got her a better job, so she scolded me like some small child. I will have to take her back, otherwise she will stand by my office every fucking day. I texted her that I will think about it and congratulated her. I got up from the bed, because I heard Lisa coming out. She had on a shirt and sweatpants I gave her to wear. I looked at her from tip to toe. She had light makeup.

"Are you ready to go downstairs?" She nodded. "Good, give me a second, I'll put on something else." Another nod. I wore jeans and a button shirt. I saw her eyes scanning me. I passed her to open the door. She looked at the wheelchair. "Nope. You should walk by yourself. I will hold your arm." I kept my word. She made small, slow steps. It was different from walking around the bedroom.

"Morning, mister Barlowe! Here is the report about," one man from my house security came near. Before I could react, Lisa got a panic attack.

"Fuck! Look at me! Okay, now deep breath in and now out. Good. Again. In and out. Very good," I waited for her to calm down. "You don't have to fear any men in this house. They are here to protect you." She nodded. "Put the report on the floor, please."

"I am sorry, sir! I…" He tried to understand. I was not mad at him.

"Don't worry, just split the word. All men should keep their distance from Miss here. Keep an eye on her, but do not approach."

"Understood." He walked away.

I left her sitting on the stairs for a little longer. Her breathing started to get to normal. I helped her up and continued the walk. The breakfast was like a funeral. Stupid coincidence. I cleared my throat to get her attention. She looked at me. I announced, the dressmaker will come in one hour. I explained, it is a man, but she doesn't have to be afraid, I will be there. She protested just a little. I think it was more for her conscience, she tried. She was submissive, but she had to put up a fight. I have no idea why I liked it so much. The new maid came for the dishes.

"Wow, he is really hot. I need a plan. I want him. This girl has to go, so I can get him." Oh, you've gotta be kidding me! Another gold digging slut! I have to keep her from my kitty.

"Tell me, how did you get the job?" I asked the maid. She was the same high as Lisa, red hair, green eyes, too skinny. I mean… What is a woman with no boobs and ass? What a strange time!

"Mister Gilles gave me a recommendation."

"Gilles? Gilles Burns?" She nodded. "I see… I have simple rules. I protect those I love. I protect my employees. I need loyal personnel."

"I understand, sir!" She smiled.

"No. You don't. I don't fuck my maids," Lisa choked on the water, I ran to help her. "Stop eye fucking me. You have no chance." The maids' face was priceless. I saw I hurted her pride. "This is the only woman I want," I touched Lisa's shoulder. "Keep that in mind or get the fuck out of my house!"

"Sir, I am sorry for the misunderstanding. If you excuse me, I have work to do." She was cursing me in her head, but she got the message loud and clear.

"What was that?" Lisa asked, when we were left alone.

"I know the type. And I know Gilles' type… He likes easy prey for one night. This is his way of making fun of me. He is something like a friend. I will kick his sorry ass later." She mumbled "oh" and went silent. "What?"

"Nothing…" She signed. "Just… You know. Little asholish…"

"I am an asshole." I winked at her.

"At least something I can agree on." I smiled.

I led her to the living room, where my friend was already waiting for us. Jeff was the finest dressmaker. He was a vampire, but never liked violence. Lisa was behind me. I informed him about the situation, before he came to my house. He kept his distance and just talked to her. Slowly he made her agree to him to take her measurements. He showed her something he brought, she looked gorgeous and even smiled a little. This took the whole morning. I invited Jeff for lunch. While Lisa just listened to us, we chatted about some old stories and funny moments. All went just fine. Lisa had new lingerie on and a nice dark blue dress. The dress hugged her curves, so I had to fight the urge to take her to the bedroom. We recommended that she should wear a pair of heels. I made a promise to her, I will help her learn to walk in it. For now she was barefoot. The red was throwing daggers at Lisa. Even Jeff noticed and made sure, the maid would do anything to piss me off. Jeff had to go. He promised, he will personally come with the rest of the garderobe.

"So… Time to take the class of heeling heels, shall we?" I looked at her.

"Can we do it tomorrow?" I shook my head. "Fuck! Fine!"

Three hours! Three hours of her cursing me and calling me names I am even not sure of the meaning of them. She was right, she would fall, if she would wear them. I lost count in catching her, so she wouldn't break her leg. She finally was able to walk, not too fast, but she was capable of keeping her balance. I finally decided, the class is over.

"Oh yes!" She tried to get out of the shoes.

"Nono. Keep them, we are going out for dinner." She stopped in the middle of her movement. She slowly straightened up and crossed her arms. "Without discussion." She frowned and growled. "Cute! Now come." I closed the distance and got behind her, so I was able to slap her ass gently to make her move.

"Don't! I can't go faster! Leave my ass alone!" I took her bridal style and carried her. She yelped, but put her arms around my neck. It was faster that way and she had nothing to say.

We arrived at the place. It was one of my restaurants. She was holding my hand. Her hand tightened the grip, when she saw all the people. She was hyperventilating. I placed my hand on her lower back. We slowly walked to our table. I had my own table with more privacy. No one was around, I could see my surroundings and the whole restaurant.

"Are you okay?" I asked her. She nodded. "I know, it was a little low blow, but you don't have to be scared. I am right here." I held her hand.

"I am scared. Every man in this place scares me to death. It is hard to breathe. Let alone act normal."

"I won't tell you, I understand. That would be a lie. I need you to face your fear." She nodded. "Look, we are here for dinner, after that we can go home." Another nod. "Concentrate on me, imagine nobody else is here, just you and me." She took a deep breath.

"Okay, let's try this."

The personnel were stunned. They never saw me being so nice to anyone. I talked to her to keep her calm. It worked. She was talking with me. She talked about food, books, movies… It was the first time she talked that much. I know, she did that to keep her mind busy, so she doesn't have to think about the people around.

I was nervous too. She could easily run out or faint. They brought us our food and wine. Everything worked out just fine. I told her about my dead family. She remembered tomorrow and her face went pale. I assured her, it will be okay, I will be there with her. She turned the glass of wine in her mouth with one swift motion.

"Wow, wow. Not so fast!" I took the glass from her hand. "I'll give it back after a while."

I had to be careful, otherwise she could get drunk. Good for me, not so good for her. Drunk people do stupid decisions. We finished the dinner and I led her back to the car. She fell asleep during the ride.

I was thinking about this situation. About the call from Adam Jones. Who would be so stupid and cross my path? And most importantly… How the fuck would the person recognized Lisa as my mate?