Everything He Fears

Everything
He
Fears

(Bookkeeper
for
the
Billionaire
#2)

Thalia
Frost

Copyright:
August
2012.

All
rights
reserved.

Cover art: SexybookCovers.com

“
Well,
you
didn't
tell
me
I
needed
a
passport.
”
I
growled
the
words
as
I
settled
into a plush leather seat on
Rock
Weldon's
private
jet.

“
Yes,
my
mistake.
I
had
my
mind
on
other
things,
but
all's
well
now.
”
He
gave
me
a
tight
smile,
his
handsome
face
grim.

He'd
had
his
driver,
Mr.
Forrester,
ferry
us
back
to
my
place
at
top
speed
to
retrieve
the
passport.

“
Good
thing
I
had
one,
or
I
wouldn't
be
going
with
you.
”
I
glared
at
him
from
my
seat
near
the
other
window
across
the
aisle.
I'd
chosen
it
on
purpose
because
I
was
pissed.
He'd
had
a
minor
fit
when
he'd
realized
I
didn't
have
the
document.

“
Yes,
I
guess
it
is. Even I make mistakes...but not often.
”
He
stared
out
the
window
and pushed a button on the armrest of the seat. Rock
barked
a
command
to
his
pilot.
“
What
the
hell
is
going
on?
Let's
get
out
of
here.
I
have
things
to
do.
”

“
Yes
sir.
We'll
be
taking
off
in
five
minutes.
I'm sorry for the delay, Mr. Weldon.”

“
Good.
Make
it
so.
”

I'd
already
gotten
used
to
Rock Weldon's
dictatorial
tone
—
almost.
But
how
would
a
billionaire
who
ran
a
successful
company
not
be
used
to
getting
his
way
all
the
time?

I
glanc
ed
out
my
own
window,
a
small
bit
of
dread
growing
in
the
pit
of
my
stomach.
Was
this
how
I
wanted
to
spend
the
next
365
days?
With a man I didn't know—a hot, wealthy man, sure—but a total stranger?

As
if
he'd
read
my
mind,
Rock
spoke.
“
Lacey,
I
need
you
over
here
next
to
me.
”

My
breath
whooshed
out.
I
thought
of
what
he'd
done
to
me
in
the
limo
on
the
ride
over.
“
For
what?
”
I
arched
a
brow.

“
To
sign
your
contract
so
I
can
pay
you
soon.
”
He
grinned,
and
the
effect
was
predatory.

I
shivered, my mind on other things I thought he might have wanted to do.
“
Right.
”

I
sidled
over
to
him
just
as
the
plane
started
to
roll
slowly.
He
handed
me
a
paper
contract
he'd
pulled
from
his
briefcase
at
his
side.
I
read over it. Everything appeared to be in order. I
signed
it
quickly,
noting
the
date
a
year
from
today
when
our
agreement
would
be
over.

“
Mr.
Weldon,
is
there
anything
I
can
get
you?
We'll
be
taking
off
in
one
minute.
”
The
plane
was
already
picking
up
speed.
It
was
a
smooth
taxi,
like
none
I'd
ever
experienced.
The
gleaming
surfaces
of
the
jet
promised
that
much.
The
voice
that
had
come
out
of
the
speaker
bothered
me.
It
was
too
smooth,
too
attractive and way too female.

“
No,
Nadia.
We're
fine.
Check
back
after
we're
in
the
air.
”

I
frowned.
He
hadn't
even
asked
me
if
I
wanted
anything
or
not.
That
wasn't
surprising.
The
jet
raced
along
until
lift
off.
I
bit
my
lip.

“
Who
was
that?
”

“
Nadia
Nargent.
”

“
Okay.
”
I
dragged
the
word
out
in
a
sarcastic
tone.

“
She's
an
ex-girlfriend
of
mine.
Now
she's
a
stewardess
on
an
as
needed
basis
for
me.
”
He
stared
at
me, unblinking.

“
Oh.
Your e
x?
”

“
Yes, one of them.
”
He
looked
down
at
his
cell
phone.

A frisson of jealousy ran through me.

One of them. I'm sure there have been many.

I
longed
to
ask
so
many
more
questions.
The
way
Nadia's
voice
had
sounded...like
a
purr,
made
me
feel
crazy
with
jealousy,
even
though
I
hardly
knew
the
man
next
to
me.
I
remembered
the
feel
of
his
cock
in
my
mouth
and
his
lips
against
mine,
though.

I
squirmed
in
my
seat, aroused.

“
Eleven
hours
until
landing
in
Venice.
”

“
Wow.
”

“
It's
quite
a
trip.
Have
you
ever
been?
”

I
laughed.
As
if.
I'd
been
unemployed
for
the
last
three
months
until
I'd
met
him
the
night
before
at
a
party.
“
No.
”

“
It's
lovely
and
romantic.
”
He
threatened
to
suck
me
into
his
green
eyes.