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“You have to go home.” Ty softly informed the pretty girl who had her head in his lap. “I’m not good company right now.”
Ty was semi-sprawled on his expensive leather upholstery, with his head thrown back and his fingers combing soothingly through the silky hair of his little sister, Thea, who was currently groaning in protest. She’d come to visit him, her intentions being to spend the whole day. But after two hours of spending time with his sister, Ty felt he wasn’t a good company as his thoughts had drifted to Tanesha as they always did.
They were in his not only expensive but classically magnificent glass mansion. Most people thought living in such a house, where everything that went on inside could be seen by everyone outside, was weird and dangerous but it had always been his dream to own such a house. On the subject of not feeling safe, Ty always told people that any person who had any intention of harming him was rather the one in danger. What most people didn’t know was that the house actually had concealed automatic blinds, which Ty never bothered to use anyway.
He’d contracted one of the top Architectural firms in the world to build it for him at the age of twenty-one. And that was how he’d become friends with Dean Broody and in effect, the squad…made up of Matt, Damon, Chris, Michael, Kyle, Cole, Dean, and then himself. They were a group of eight wealthy guys who virtually acted like brothers. Though Ty was very close with his twin siblings, Theo and Thea, he felt complete and contented whenever he was amongst the squad. He loved his guys to bits.
“You know you’ve become a recluse, right?” Thea groaned. “You’re staying at home all the time. Not having any fun. I know this house is awesome and fabulous and in “the most beautiful houses in the world” category but dude, you need to live.” Thea suddenly sat up and looked her brother in the eye. “What happened to you on that last mission bro? You’ve been a totally different person since you got back. Come on! What the fuck is going on?”
“Language, Thea.” Ty gave a mock growl, pulling Thea to him for a hug. “I’ll be fine.”
Despite the age difference between the twins and himself, they were as close as any siblings could be. They treated him with love and respect though they had different mothers. Ty’s mother, an heiress to the famous Young-Smith Fortune, had died giving birth to Ty. Sarah Young-Smith had been a very fragile person due to her sickle cell status and had known she wouldn’t survive the birth. She’d therefore bequeathed all her wealth to her son, to be given to him on his eighteenth birthday. Ty’s father was a simple florist who had fallen for a beautiful heiress.
But he hadn’t been able to marry her as he would have wished because her family wouldn’t allow it. Ty’s mother had loved his father so much she’d left him a sizable amount of money too. When Ty was eight, his father had gotten married to a really lovely woman and then had the twins. His stepmother had treated him well and Ty therefore loved her very much. With the counsel of his mother’s lawyers, Ty had multiplied his inheritance so much that it was not surprising that his name had made it to Forbes top ten richest men under twenty-five when he was twenty-three years old.
Joining the army had always been Ty’s dream so when he got the opportunity, he’d jumped right in. He’d excelled too if what his superiors told him was anything to go by. He loved being in the army, loved the excitement, loved the adrenaline when there was a mission, loved being there for his country. Sometimes it was tough, other times it was a piece of cake. His last assignment had however been something else.
Hell, he didn’t remember the last time he’d cried for fuck’s sake. He’d probably been a toddler. Maybe it had to do with his stature but Ty had always been a strong person and never showed weakness… Till he met Tanesha. Damn! Ty could still not believe he’d actually cried in the presence of a woman. The squad would have a field day if they heard that. Thank God they were never going to.
The ZONKAI mission had been the most draining and gut-wrenchingly dangerous mission ever. It had changed Ty. Even his Admiral had told him to take some time off. Admiral Mathias had been shocked when Ty told him that he intended to see Tanesha Ashton. Nothing the man had said would sway Ty. When Ty had at a point opted out of the force, the shocked Admiral had quickly relented. But the shrewd man had given a condition.
“We are yet to officially brief the President. He already knows we were successful and Ghost has been captured but we’re yet to meet him officially. You will wait till after that, Lieutenant. Do I make myself clear?” The elderly man had asked sternly.
“Perfectly Sir,” Ty responded.
“Good. Now take some time off and don’t let us talk about this again.” It was an order.
No way in hell was Admiral Robert Mathias going to allow the boy to quit the force when the president himself was planning on awarding the boy with a big promotion. What would he tell the president? Mr. President, we had to let him go because he was bent on fucking the Former Prime Minister of Jamaica’s daughter? Hell no. No one stood in the way of a good fuck. Definitely not him.
Especially not when from the reaction of the lady during the rescue, it was obviously consensual. Admiral Mathias had read the report on the girl’s reaction during the rescue and put two and two together. The son of a bitch had obviously fucked the shit out of the girl. Once it obviously hadn’t been rape, he wasn’t going to stand by and allow such a fine soldier’s career to end.
“Noted Sir.” Ty had turned to go but stopped when the Admiral called his name quietly. “Sir?”
“I’m not going to ask exactly what went down on that island between you and the girl. Apart from the fact that I’m not stupid, you’re old enough to know what you’re doing.” The Admiral had a naughty glint in his eyes. “But what I’ll say is that the girl’s father is a very powerful man. So be very careful how you go about…” He threw his hands up. “Things.”
“I will Sir. Thanks.” Ty neither denied nor admitted anything. The man was already on to him.