Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

them.
    “It’s ok, they aren’t her friends, that’s just Fabian and his kids. Good looking kids huh? Fabian’s hot too; not sure how he keeps himself looking so young. Seriously, that man does not look old enough to be the father of kids their ages.”
    At her description and that name, suddenly I wanted to get to Cassie, and I stopped resisting and allowed myself to be pulled towards the table.
    As we approached them, the one with the dark, streaky blonde hair glanced up. When his eyes met mine, I faltered, missing a step and only just saved myself from stumbling and looking like a fool. His eyes were unbelievable. Pale, the first thing that registered was how pale they were.  I thought they were grey, a silvery colour, but as I drew closer, I could see there was a hint of blue in them too.  
    I shivered when he pinned me with those strange pale eyes. They were so intense and penetrating, and as he watched me approach, I felt like he could see inside me, that he could see my very soul.
    Somehow I broke free of his pale stare and managed to focus on the rest of him. Holy hell, he was gorgeous, more than gorgeous; he was stunning, the hottest thing I think I’d ever laid eyes on. He was the perfect example of sex on fucking legs; in fact he oozed sex from every pore on that gorgeous body.
    As I looked at him, I knew I was doomed. How the hell could I do what I had to do to this man; and how the hell was I going to stop myself from tearing my clothes off, and begging him to lay me out on the table and fuck me senseless? It had been over a year since I’d had sex last, and looking at this beautiful but dangerous man, I desperately wished it hadn’t been so long. I should have asked my clients for a photo, so I’d have known what I was letting myself in for. I would have turned the job offer down. I was supposed to hate him and I should hate him. He was an asshole. I just wish he’d have been an unattractive asshole instead of this god like creature who I knew already, was going to be nothing but trouble to me.
    Unable to help myself, my eyes moved over the rest of him, or what I could see, that wasn’t obstructed by the table. He was dressed in dark blue jeans, that looked to hug his long legs, a black shirt with the sleeves rolled back, showing off strong forearms. It wasn’t tucked in either, which sent a wave of warmth through me. I don’t know why a good looking man in an untucked shirt excited me so much, but it did.
    He was broad through the shoulders, and a part of me longed to see what he would look like under that shirt. My guess was, he’d be well muscled and probably have a six pack.
    His hair was long, brushing his shoulders and tied back, giving me an uninterrupted view of his strong jaw with a covering of blonde stubble. Looking at him, I was officially in hell. He was too much, he was beautiful, he was sensory overload and I was cursed obviously.
    Reluctantly I pulled my eyes from him to look at the man and the woman that had accompanied him. The ones Chloe said were his children. The man was dark, black hair, brown eyes, olive complexion and the girl was definitely a fan of the gothic look. They were all stunning. Of course I knew as I looked at them that this was no father/children outing. They weren’t his children, any more than he was their father. The only connection they all shared was a blood tie.
    Even though I’d already figured it out, I still waited for Chloe to make the introductions since Cassie didn’t seem capable of anything at the moment. She was looking quite dazed and non-responsive. Her behaviour wasn’t normal and my gut instinct told me, it was them that had done this to her. Someone had been messing with this girl’s mind, I was pretty sure of it.
    “Sorry to interrupt Cass, Fabian, but I wanted to introduce you to Sirene. She’s new in town, and just started working at the club. She needs somewhere to stay, so I’m hoping you’ll think about letting her take a look