Chained to the Billionaire
Chapter 64

Mia

James was nowhere in sight when I opened my eyes the next morning, and I knew he must have gone off to his office to work. Still a little dazed from last night's passionate sex, I sat up and pulled my knees against me, resting my chin on the

top.

"James," I murmured.

Last night, he had taken me twice. Or rather, he let me take him. Then after that, it had been his turn, me writhing beneath him as he devoured me to his heart's content there on the sofa. Then, of course, he led me to stand by the floor-to- ceiling window that overlooked the city of Las Vegas. The sight of the glittering city had been amazing, a wonderful view to behold indeed. Then when he took me there...

The thought of that ferocious sex made me quiver deliciously. I had been insane last night, naked and pressed against the window, fully exposed to the glistening city beyond, James behind me, pounding into me. It was something completely new to me, and indeed, it was something that thrilled me to the core at the same time. Why? I didn't know, and I didn't bother to question it. James made me feel that way, and to me, that was awesomely exciting, and I loved it. Another thought of James struck me then, and I sighed. The look he'd given me after our first intercourse last night. Oh, I could sense the tension in his body and the dark look in his eyes, as if something unexpected had struck him. It was as though he had figured something out that he didn't quite like, and to be honest, it didn't sit well with me.

Was he now regretting our unconventional relationship? Was he just now realizing he didn't like me as much as he had thought after all? Or that sex with me was now tiresome? But then again, what about that wild sex by the window after I'd ridden him, when he was the one in control? It was hard-core and...

I shook my head and quickly got out of bed. I decided there and then that trying to understand James was useless. It was like trying to squeeze blood out of a rock. James held his emotions too close to the chest.

Me, on the other hand, I was more like an open book. I was pretty sure James could easily read my sentiments through my expressions. Maybe it was because I was too desperate to get close to him, too, wanting to know more about him, about his feelings. Perhaps that was why I was frustrated?

I dismissed the thoughts of James from my mind and headed into the bathroom. There, I cleaned myself up and got dressed in another cute dress James had bought for me. This one was a sunny yellow floral, and it fit me perfectly. Once I was ready, I ordered some breakfast. As I waited, I tidied up the room a little. Of course, I knew there was a housekeeper who came to clean and tidy the whole place daily, but I couldn't help myself. It was something I could do to keep busy while I waited for breakfast to arrive. I could have just gone downstairs to the restaurant to have the morning buffet too, but I didn't feel like sitting there alone with so many people around me when most were tourists and businessmen. Breakfast arrived about fifteen minutes later, and after I had the wonderful sustenance, I headed out. Down in the foyer, I saw Patrick waiting for me. Once he had spotted me, he greeted me with a "Good morning, Miss Donovan," combined with a big, broad smile plastered on his face.

I knew off the bat that today he'd be acting as both bodyguard and chauffeur once again. I had no other place I was interested in visiting except the hospital to see Andy, so he shouldn't worry too much about my being targeted and kidnapped.

"Good morning, Patrick." I returned the greeting. "How are you?"

"Excellent, Miss Donovan," he said brightly. "Now where would you like to go today?" He chuckled. "Ah, I'm guessing the hospital."

He was right, and I nodded in confirmation. "Yes, that's right." I grinned widely. "How did you know?" I teased.

"I'm psychic today," he said playfully, leading me toward the door.

Psychic, huh? I thought in awe. God, I wish I had psychic abilities just so I could read James' mind. I desperately wanted to find out what his thoughts about me were, how and what he felt about me.

"And what will you be tomorrow?" I asked, curious.

He shrugged. "Maybe I can do telekinesis tomorrow." He chuckled.

"That sounds awesome, Patrick," I said, and he laughed.

We were just about to get into the car when a manly voice said close to me, "I'll take over from here, Patrick."

I twisted around so fast my head spun. Once I was sure I wouldn't fall flat on my face due to my unexpected surprise and my sudden, not-so-elegant swirl, I stared up at James, who was merely inches behind me, smiling at me. "Good morning, sunshine," he greeted. "I was in a bit of a hurry this morning." He leaned to me and gave me a light kiss on the forehead. "I forgot to tell you I'd be your chauffeur for today."

I was struck speechless by this handsome billionaire's action. He had just kissed me in public. He'd just surprised me with his sudden appearance, and I felt like I was walking on cloud nine.

Tears stung my eyes with these wonderful, overwhelming emotions as I tried to hold them in.

"Good morning," I managed, my heart racing and thumping furiously within my chest. I felt my cheeks flush red as my body quivered delightfully.

God, just to see his handsome face and hear his voice was enough to drive me mad and make me smile with glee.

James walked around the car to the driver's side and took the keys from Patrick.

"Sir," the bodyguard said.

James nodded and unlocked the door as Patrick headed back into the hotel. He even winked at me before disappearing from my sight.

Were bodyguards supposed to be that friendly with their boss' mistress? I didn't know, but I was glad he was. He made me feel at ease, and more importantly, he didn't make me feel like a bitch who slept with a billionaire in exchange for a comfortable lifestyle and money, which I refused to think I was. Patrick made me feel like I was simply James' girlfriend, someone he liked and respected, and that was awesome to me.

James turned to me and said, "Get in," jolting me out of my thoughts.

I nodded and eagerly did as instructed. Once I was in my seat comfortably and had my seat belt in place, James drove out.