PROLOGUE
A year ago…
“SO WHAT DO YOU THINK?”
“She’s got a nice curve to her.”
“How long do you think before I have to pick her up?”
“Give me about a week with her and I’ll have her all primed up so you can ride her away into the sunset, bro.”
“Make sure you take good care of her.”
“Dude, it’s a paint job. Pick her up in a week.”
I walked out of Knox’s auto repair shop feeling hesitant and even a little strange having to walk home. But Knox had promised me a paint job and who better to do it than one of the brothers. I was feeling absolutely exhausted and completely out of it. I had just finished a job and my body was finally feeling it.
I was in the business of stalking people. Not the type of stalking your perverted little mind is thinking about, although that kind could definitely be a lot of fun. No. I do surveillance installments for a special array of clients. I had built a pretty good reputation of keeping to myself and keeping my mouth shut. Word spreads pretty quickly around the more affluent members of society, and every now and then I’d get a call with pretty high payouts. A good side job to have as a Hell’s Lovers, it gave us access to a lot of information with a lot of profitable benefits.
In this particular case, the lady wanted surveillance done on her cheating husband. I had placed a few cameras in the house, but I needed to set up visual and audio in his office at work. Getting in without being noticed was the hardest part, especially when I had to infiltrate the security system first. Did I mention I also handled a few hacking jobs on the side. Nights like this were few and far between, but like I said, this job alone would pay my rent for at least a year. The way I saw it, it had to be done, and it felt great to add another zero to the amount in my savings account.
The streets were dead silent and I was deep in thought as I crossed the street and headed to my apartment. A shrill scream coming from one of the warehouse alleys stopped me dead in my tracks. I froze and waited, but I didn’t hear anything else. Out of the corner of my eye, about a block away, I saw a young girl run out into the street only to be dragged back into the shadows. This part of the street had more than a few broken street lamps, and my body tensed as I tried to adjust my eyes to the darkness. At the same time, I was assessing my surroundings, but the back streets were always pretty much empty at this time of night.
I slowly made my way up the block, keeping myself on alert in case someone jumped out at me. I was ex-Navy Seal, sneaking up on someone was my expertise. Well that and being able to use anything in my reach as a weapon, now that was a honed trait.
As I rounded the corner, her piercing scream shot me into action and my survival instincts kicked in. As I came up to the dark alley anger coursed through my veins. The man was a big guy, taller than me, and that’s pretty big considering I’m six two. The girl looked so tiny and fragile pressed up into the concrete wall. Her jeans were at her ankles and he was struggling to pull his own pants down as he dug his hands in between her legs.
“Open up, you fucking whore! Don’t you dare fight me! It’s fucking time I get paid for all the shit I’ve given you!”
I scowled in disgust at him and stealthily came up behind them. Her big blue innocent eyes focused on me, unshed tears making them glisten. In that moment, I felt the dire need to save her and take her far away from there. She was a fighter and immediately struggled harder as I approached. But the mother fucker didn’t like that and he reached back and punched her in the gut taking her breath away. Feeling as if all the demons were carrying me over to them, I grabbed him from the collar of his shirt. Catching him off guard, I put all my strength into my fist and punched him twice on the side, right up against the liver. He grunted and staggered back. Her knees gave way and she dropped to the ground. I stepped in to grab her before she collapsed to the floor.
Taking her in my arms, I leaned her gently back against the wall. Her eyes met mine for a brief moment. “Give me a second, baby girl. I’ll be right back.
I then turned back to the piece of shit behind me. In his hurry to get at her, one hand was struggling to keep his pants pulled up while the other held a blade.
“She’s fucking mine!” he yelled out.
I growled in anger and lunged at him. He swung his arm around, but I caught him by the wrist and squeezed. His eyes widened and his mouth opened in horror at the sound of his bone cracking. He screamed as his fingers released the knife. I hit him with a clear upper cut that sent him sprawling onto the pavement a few feet away from me. I had to be careful or I’d kill him. My training taught me how to kill, but it also taught me control. I straddled his large form and grabbed him up by the collar. I punched with precision, twice in the nose, a feeling of satisfaction running through me as I heard the crack. He groaned and grabbed his face. I fisted his shirt and forced him to look at me.
“I see you around here again and I’ll fucking end you.” I shoved him back and the coward crumpled back on the pavement and scurried into a corner.
I went back to the fainted beauty. Dark raven locks flowed around her face and I pushed them back and lingered on her soft features. She looked young and fragile. My eyes took in her long lashes that touched high rosy cheekbones. Her red lips were slightly parted and her breathing was soft and steady. I looked down and her shirt had been torn open exposing two round pillows that were encased in what looked like the softest lace. The urge to lean my head there was sudden and unexpected.
I swallowed hard and scrunched my eyes shut. Looking up to the sky, I let my hands guide me as they trailed down her naked thighs and knees until I found the waistband of her panties. Not looking at her was even worse, since my hands could feel her soft warmth even more intensely. Hastily, I lifted her, dragging her jeans up over her hips and waist. Her tiny body leaned against mine and the soft scent of lavender filled the air around her. I breathed her in as I cradled her in my arms and walked the five blocks to my apartment.
As soon as I entered, I slammed the door shut and made my way into the bedroom. I laid her on my bed and took a good long look at the delicate beauty. She was so young, so innocent. For some reason, my body became alive with arousal, but I kept myself under control. She was pulling at my body with some sort of invisible magnet and I was in complete shock at myself. My mind filled with thoughts of how sweet her cunt would taste on my lips, and how long and sleek her hair was, perfect to twist in my fist, giving me control over her small body as I drove my cock snugly inside of her.
I turned and left her lying there. I walked out and took the elevator up to Grayson’s loft. I needed a place to crash, and the club’s VP had plenty of rooms to spare. To be honest, I didn’t trust myself to be near her, didn’t trust myself to be alone with her.
(OUT AUGUST 2017)