After an accident took the lives of his friend and his wife years ago, Solomon found himself the new guardian of the very hurt and frightened Alexandra. As unsure of himself as he was, he did a fine job raising the little angel whom he called his doll. She was sweet and even tempered and never gave him a moment’s trouble. That is until her eighteenth birthday when either the punch had been spiked or someone pulled a switch. The once obedient, well mannered child, had suddnely become a hellion with the body of a siren and the tongue of a wasp. Now he finds himself hiding out at the office to avoid going home where the temptation was getting to be too much. But there was no hiding from Alexandra. She’d made up her mind what she wanted and since she already had him wrapped around her finger, she knew it would only be a matter of time before he gives into her. After all he’s always given her what she wanted.Books by Author:Jordan Silver books
"Sir, we"ve got a situation." I barely spared the man who entered the room a glance before going back to what I was doing.
"What kind of situation"" I read the second line of the report I"d been trying to get through, for the thousandth time. This guy should get a job as a sleep therapist. What the fuck am I reading"
"It"s uh your uh"" I knew what he was going to say before he said it. I glared up at him already knowing I wasn"t going to like what came out of his mouth next. "Spit it out."
"It"s your ward sir." Uh-huh, of course it is.
"What about her"" If she got suspended from school again I"ll tan her ass for sure this time.
"She kinda sorta disappeared." I was out of my chair so fast it flipped over and ended up across the room behind me. Everything that could possibly go wrong went through my head in a few short seconds. Alexandra!
My enemies" I held onto the desk to calm myself. Only she had the power to make me this weak. Please" I started one of many prayers I"ve said in the past how many years since my little darling hit puberty.
Once a well-behaved and utterly adorable child, she"s now become a hoyden. A pain in the ass that has been making my life a living hell these past few months, and tying me up in knots every chance she gets. I couldn"t think about that now, every time I did, I gave myself a headache.
She"s been with me since the age of ten or eleven. That"s when a plane crash destroyed what was left of her family. Her dad, rest his soul, was an old high school and college buddy. One, who"d been as close as any brother. It was for that reason that I wasn"t completely surprised when the lawyer called with the news that I was to be her new guardian.
I wasn"t shocked but it couldn"t have come at a worst time. I was just getting into the groove of the business world. Not that it had been that hard. The company had been in the family for at least five generations, and by the time I took the reins we were doing pretty well for ourselves. I just needed to bring us into the twenty-first century.
Don had liked living life in the fast lane. That"s how he"d ended up with a kid at the ripe old age of fifteen. That shit would"ve scared the hell out of me at that age, but not him. He approached fatherhood the way he did everything else, like it was something to be conquered.
His parents hadn"t been too pleased and there had been a strain in the relationship for a time, but they"d taken care of the young girl who"d given birth to their granddaughter.
When Don was old enough, he"d taken his daughter since her mom had fallen into a life of drugs and prostitution. She"d expected to have a life with Don, one that would"ve changed her status drastically. Don had been out for a good time.
He couldn"t love her, but he adored his little girl. I think that"s where we both started thinking of her as a doll. We were young and stupid, what the hell did we know" But she was our doll and I guess we treated her like one. Now she"s making my ass pay for past sins.
After college, I buckled down and started looking at life through different eyes. It was time to put my youth behind me and start the journey into adulthood. My own father who"d always despaired of my friendship with the free spirited Don had drilled it into my head every chance he got that life was about more than having a good time.
So while I was learning the ins and outs of the family firm, Don was jumping off of cliffs and skydiving; anything to get that rush he was always chasing. His old man hadn"t been ready to let go of the reins and Don had spent his time with his young wife gallivanting around the globe getting into whatever he could find to keep his adrenaline going. I"d joined them a time or two, but I got my rush from closing new deals. It was in my blood.
So there I was, twenty-five barely, and the world at my feet. Then she came along and I had to switch gears. We already knew each other, but it had been a while since I last saw her. I remember the well of love and sadness I felt for the little angel I"d always called my doll even after she"d grown out of the toddler stage.
Those first few days we clung to each other in grief and I remember how assertive she was even then. How she"d climb into my lap and wrap her little arms around my neck and kiss my cheek before placing her head on my shoulder. She always seemed to know when I was grieving the hardest back then.