Dylan’s head whipped around to Craig.
“What is my Mia doing applying for membership at your club?” he seethed.
“Now, Dylan, in her application she stated she was single and not in any type of relationship. So she’s not your Mia,” Craig said, trying to contain his mirth.
“You know damn well she is ours, Craig.”
“Dylan, she applied for membership, and I’m granting it.”
“What?” Mathew roared. He then turned to Dylan. “We can’t let this happen, Master. No one, and I mean no one, is going to touch her but us.”
“Don’t you worry. We’re going to sort this out,” Dylan said in a gentle tone to Mathew.
It was these types of dramas that kept his life interesting. He just thanked God he was never a part of them. Craig loved life being interesting. He just didn’t want the melodrama himself.
Chapter Four
Mia hurried back into the office after her meeting with Craig at the club. She’d grabbed a sandwich and take-out coffee at a deli on the way back, which took forever, as the line was huge, and now she was late. She couldn’t wait to get settled and then mull over everything that had happened today. Thankfully, the boys were still at their lunch meeting, so no one would be any the wiser. The ringing of the telephone as soon as she entered the office interrupted her thoughts, and instead of letting it divert to accounting, she picked up. It surprised her that the caller asked for her. It surprised her even more that it was the super from her apartment building. As she listened, her heart galloped right up into her throat. There was no way this was happening to her. Not after all the strife and struggles life had given her. First a rotten childhood with parents who didn’t even know she was there. Parents who abused and neglected her. Then numerous failed relationships where she had been cheated on and lied to. Just an hour ago, she’d thought her life was finally on the up and up. What a joke that was. Now she felt like she was living a nightmare.
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All the way back to the office, they talked about what to do about Mia. They still didn’t have an answer by the time they arrived, although they all agreed they would wait until closing before they did anything. They wanted complete privacy to confront Mia about her joining Locks and Chains. Dylan and Mathew decided on a trip to the in-house gym to take the edge off their frustration. Neither of them wanted to scare Mia by going all Dom on her when they had their conversation later this evening. Peter was daydreaming about a “board meeting” with Dylan, Mathew, and Mia as he breezed through reception on his way to his office down the hall. He glanced up sharply at the sound of sobbing. Confused, he looked behind the desk and found Mia sitting with her face buried in her hands. He had never seen Mia cry. She was the strongest, most organized person he knew, except Dylan. Therefore, he knew something horrible must have happened. He ached at the sight of her. She looked so small and broken.
He really, really hoped this wasn’t her having a meltdown about the club. Craig had told them she had broken up with her boyfriend six months before, although she hadn’t told them that little gem of information. So it couldn’t be about that. He was at a loss to understand what had upset her so much. What he couldn’t admit to either of the boys was just how much he really wanted her. Not just for a quick fling, but for a lifetime. Mia always brightened his day. They could laugh and joke with each other and even gossip. He felt he could talk to her, and there was so much he wanted to talk to her about. He lusted for her body, but he also lusted for the companionship they could share. “Mia, honey, what’s wrong,” he queried as he walked round the desk and lowered himself to a crouch in front of her so he could look into her face.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I just…don’t worry about me” she spluttered, trying