Bought A Lover, Got A Butler: The Demon CEO’s Secret Chapter 09

Bought A Lover, Got A Butler: The Demon CEO’s Secret Chapter 09

I blinked at him, genuinely lost. “Who said I was sending you away? And who said I didn’t care

about you?”

Liam’s face went still. He stared at me like the words hadn’t fully sunk in yet, and I used the

opening to get to the door.

A woman in a company uniform stood on the threshold. “Hi – I’m here for the pickup appointment.

Is this for the succubus Ethan?”

“That’s me.” I pointed toward the guest bedroom. “But the door’s stuck. Any chance you can help get it open?”

“Well” Before she could finish, Liam’s shadow fell over us both.

One twist of his hand and the doorknob popped off again. Ethan shuffled out a second later, rubbing his eyes, with dark circles stamped beneath them.

I snuck a glance at Liam. He caught it instantly, and his jaw tightened.

Once Ethan was gone, we both blurted out at the exact same time.

“What did you mean by that?” I demanded.

“You don’t hate me?” Liam asked.

I found my voice first. “So last night – that was you?”

“…So you figured it out.” Liam’s voice dropped low.

“Then why didn’t you just tell me?” I demanded.

“Why did you call me Ethan?” he shot back.

I almost laughed out of sheer frustration and slapped him lightly on the chest. “You answered just because I called you Ethan? Would you have answered to literally anyone?”

Liam didn’t flinch, didn’t dodge. A faint smile touched the corners of his eyes.

Then his warm hand wrapped around my fist. He lifted it to his lips and brushed his mouth over my

knuckles.

“Don’t worry. By the time I’m through with you, you won’t be calling anyone else’s name.”

I never made it to work that afternoon. I’d been very thoroughly occupied.

Liam was changing the sheets when I finally came back to earth. I sprawled across the mattress, boneless and warm, and pulled out my phone to message customer service.

[Can a domestic-type succubus become a companion type?]

[It’s possible in theory, but extremely rare, hun!]

[How rare?] I sent back.

[He would have to fall in love with you completely — heart and soul — and be willing to give up everything, even his life. In our entire database, Liam is the only case on record.]

[Wishing you and Liam a long and beautiful life together!]

My chest swelled so full it ached. I tossed the phone aside and held my arms out to Liam.

“Hold me.”

Liam leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. He scooped me up one-handed, with my

weight settled against his hip, while his free hand kept smoothing the sheets like none of this had

happened.

“Not like that. Bridal style.” I stuck out my lower lip.

“Okay.” His voice rumbled low above me, and he shifted me into his arms without missing a beat.

“Both hands.” I arched an eyebrow.

“Okay.” Liam adjusted his grip.

“Actually, I changed my mind. Carry me on your back.”

“Okay.” He swung me easily onto his back.

“What if I make you carry me everywhere from now on?”

“Okay.” He murmured, shifting my weight securely against him.

“Are you ever going to get sick of me? Think I’m being too much?”

“Never.” Liam’s voice was barely a whisper. “Not once.”

He must have known I was about to keep pushing my luck, because before I could open my mouth again, he murmured something soft against my skin and kissed the rest of my protests away.