Promise Me Forever (Manhattan Ruthless #2)

by Sadie Kincaid

Drake is ten times the man Chad ever was.

“Wow,” Sapphire says. “You’ve got it bad. You’re a junkie.”

I can indulge in my guilty secret and cyber-stalk my secretary. Because no matter how hard I try, I can’t stop thinking about Amelia Ryder, and it physically hurts when I’m away from her.

As Sapphire pointed out tonight, commitment isn’t my style, and Amelia is a woman who deserves it all.

“She tells me your girl is out on a date tonight. How are you feeling about that?”

“What do you mean my girl?” I feel a muscle in my jaw twitch and try to hide it. “And what do you mean a date?”

Chad, officially the biggest idiot in the universe for letting a woman like Amelia get away from him,

I tell Nathan I’m going to rejoin our father and brothers in the dining room. I’m not doing that, of course. I’m about to do something macho and stupid.

He’s just not Drake James, which really isn’t his fault.

“Why did you ignore my instructions, Amelia?”

“I think the more pertinent question is what the hell are you doing, Miss Ryder?” “I’m on a date.” “Yes, I can fucking see that,” he growls.

“It has everything to do with me. If he touches you again, I’m going to send him to the Chicago office.

“So you don’t want me, but no one else can have me, is that it? You don’t want to touch me, but nobody else can either?”

“You think I don’t want you?”

“Goddammit, Amelia, I wish that I didn’t fucking want you. Life would be so much easier if that were true. But every second of every goddamn day, all I can think about is how badly I want to touch you. How I want to kiss you and taste you and bend you over my desk and fuck you!”

“You do?” A low, dangerous growl rolls in his throat. “Every. Fucking. Second.”

There’s no way I can resist him, especially not when he’s looking at me like he is right now. “We can’t do this,” I whisper.

“You think I don’t know that? You think that every time you walk into my office and I picture you naked in my bed and remember how fucking beautiful you looked when I made you come that I don’t realize how completely fucking wrong it is?”

“I’d never let anyone see you like this. So fucking desperate for me.”

“Yeah you are. But make no mistake—I’m just as fucking hungry for you, mi rosa.

Except here I am, on her doorstep. Ready to drop to my knees and beg if it will make her let me in.

“Because you’re mine, Amelia. Don’t you understand that yet? You don’t get to drive me crazy every second of every fucking day and then go on a date with some jackass who works for me. In fact, you don’t get to go on a date with anyone. Ever.”

“Yeah? Well maybe I am insane, because I am fucking obsessed with you. Believe me, Miss Ryder, I have tried very hard not to be.

“All I can think about is how good your tight cunt feels when I sink my cock into you, like we were made to fit each other. Your smile is the only goddamn thing I see when I close my eyes. You are the air that I breathe. You are everything and everywhere, and I can’t go one more single fucking day without touching you.”

You’re my boss, Drake.”

I’ve given up my career for a man before, and I’m not doing it again, not even for you.”

“I don’t know about all that. I just know that I want to do you, Amelia.”

“So you don’t want to do me?”

I’m going to invent some new ones. But I want to do this whole thing with you. Whatever this is. Whatever it looks like. We can keep it a secret or tell the whole fucking world, but just let me have you.”

“You’ve already got me, Drake.”

“I want you,” she breathes against my lips. “All of you. Right now.”

“Fuck, Amelia. Do you have any fucking clue what you do to me?”

“You’re so fucking beautiful,”

“You’re so perfect. Are you even real, or were you made in a lab?”

“Not even close to perfect, baby. But I am very real.”

“Not long. I mean you look pretty fucking adorable when you’re sleeping, but it’s kind of hard lying here next to you and having to keep my hands off your body.”

Amelia Ryder. Everything about her calls to me. Her deep, infectious laugh, the way her eyes sparkle when she smiles, her hands in my hair. My head between her thighs. Her scent. Her taste.

“I’ve never felt like this before, Nathan. Not about Tiff, and definitely not about anybody since then. My last relationship ended when I was twenty-three. I don’t know what I’m doing, and I badly want this to work. How do I not fuck it up?”

I will find a way, I vow to myself. Amelia Ryder is mine, and there’s not a chance in hell I’m ever letting her go. I’m going to make that woman happy if it’s the last damn thing I do.

You are a shameless siren and I had to leave the board room as soon as I saw you in that dress. There will be consequences. And you will enjoy them. I’ll call you later do discuss terms.

“You are not nothing, mi rosa. Now, where are you?

I haven’t told her that I love her yet, have I? It scares me to even admit it to myself, never mind say it aloud to her.

“I’ve truly never seen anything so perfect as this, Amelia.

I didn’t think it was possible to be more obsessed with Amelia Ryder, but it turns out I under-estimated my own abilities.

Thanks to the privacy screen between us and the front seat, I could stab him with my nail file and get away with it.

“I’m a persistent man, Amelia. You should know that by now.” Persistent? Is that another word for asshole?

I won’t give him the satisfaction of telling him how I feel. I will treat this as a free Uber, and he will not be getting a five-star rating.

I would have been there for you the way you’ve been there for me. To talk it through and support you.”

“I’m not used to having someone I can lean on like that, Amelia. At least outside of my brothers. It’s no excuse, but I am sorry.”

“It wasn’t just that you shut me out. You embarrassed me in front of your family. You took your pain out on me. I’d do anything for you, Drake, but I won’t be your emotiona...