It was clear who the people were he held close and respected, and the ones he treated as his slaves. Getting back to the house, Ian turns off the engine, his head turning, so he looks at Cam, his hand stopping her from opening the door.
“What?” Ian looks at her, his head shaking, he fell for a second. For a second, he felt like he loved her and was about to say it.
“Nothing, just be careful what is said in front of Emily, while she will keep it all a secret I would rather she didn’t have to.” Camari nods, watching as he moves his hand and lets her out the car, his head shaking to himself. Why the hell was he about to say he loved her? He watches as she walks in the house, her eyes glancing back to him in the car as she shuts the door.
“Figured you two would be late sorting out their cra
