Sarah’s sister had done nothing but glare at them since they brought her in and explained her thirty day assignment was simply to follow directions. She’d asked for her weapon and was told she would be supplied when the need arose. Clearly that answer was not to her liking, since she didn’t speak again after that.

Johnny couldn’t really blame her for being upset about that. He’d sure as hell be pissed if he’d been forced to go with a bunch of strangers without a means to protect himself. Still, they didn’t know enough about her to trust her with a weapon.

Don Carlo only spared him one sentence. “She’s your responsibility.”

Jerking his head in acknowledgement, he steered her towards the private aircraft, standing at the ready. Entering the plane, Johnny did his best not to look at the woman who wore his little agent’s face.

“Shit, she looks just like Sarah.” Gino’s unwelcome comment really got under his skin.

“She doesn’t look a damn thing like Sarah. Why would you even say that?” They might share some physical attributes, being identical twins but to his mind they looked nothing alike. Sarah was rounder and softer. She had a gentleness about her that this new woman lacked. When Sarah looked at him it was with undisguised adoration most of the time.

Her sister, on the other hand, glowered at him. It made him feel uncomfortable. “You know something? If looks could kill, I’d explode about now.”

Thumping down in the seat directly in front of him, she snarled. “What did you do to my sister?”

“Fucked her sideways, not that it’s any of your business.” Johnny unbuttoned his suit jacket barely noticing the angry woman hurling herself at him. Grabbing her roughly, he slung her back into her seat. “Get the fuck off me, bitch. Try that again and I’ll fuckin’ cuff you to the seat.”

“Fucking fancy pants in a designer suit with your private plane. Don’t like fighting your own battles, do you? Guess you’ve got guys for that.”

Taking out his cell phone, he began to scroll through his messages as Enzo and Gino sat with them. “Don’t act like you know me, cause you don’t.”

“You’re a fucking open book. Rich dude, buying women. Did Petrov sell you my sister? If you’ve got some twin fantasy rolling around in your noggin…”

“Fuck no. The last thing I’m interested in seeing my little agent side-by-side with her Stepford twin. This shit ain’t even funny.”

“Yea, whatever. You lay one hand on my sister and we are gonna go round for round.”

“Notice how I ain’t filling you with holes? This is me, being nice. So, why don’t you just shut your stupid pie hole ‘til we get home?”

Instead of an answer, he got another glare.

Enzo cleared his throat. “I don’t think this is the best way to handle your new sister.”

Rolling his eyes, Johnny shrugged. “Bitch creeps me the fuck out.”

“Sarah ain’t gonna like you alienatin’ her.”

Gino was just full of good advice today.

“Look Gino, we just need to get her home and let Sarah talk some sense into her crazy ass.” Johnny knew he was growling, but they were getting on his last nerve.

“You can be a real piece of shit sometimes, Johnny. I hope you know that.”

“Yea, well gangsters aren’t known for dishin’ out warm fuzzies. Now, how’s about you get the fuck off my back for a freakin’ minute. I do not appreciate you two fuckers gangin’ up on me.”

The woman looked suspiciously at Johnny. “You’re mafia?”

“Fifth gen, baby. Lucky for you, too. How else do you think I was able to throw a cool million at getting’ you the fuck outta Dragonfly? Now shut the hell up, so daddy can work.”

Johnny noticed that glaring at him seemed to be her super skill. She was annoying and nothing like her sister. He didn’t think he’d ever warm to her. It felt strange to shell out so much cash and risk his life for a woman he cared so little about. Still, she was family, Gino had been correct about that much.

He rested peaceably even with the strange bitch staring him down. Enzo and Gino were on watch and within arm’s reach of her. If she tried anything cute, they’d cut her down to size. There were very few people he trusted with his life and his two best friends were at the top of the list.

Landing at the airport, they took a small chopper home. It had been a long day and Johnny was eager for face-to-face time with his little agent. She was waiting for him on the helipad and he was convinced she never looked better a day in her life. Dropping his briefcase, he hurried to meet her, gratified when she jumped into his arms. A quick kiss and he swung her around facing her lookalike excuse for a sister.

Sarah closed the gap between then and hugged the other woman. Johnny felt an ounce of empathy when the woman teared up. They turned to walk towards the house and he called out. “You’re goin’ the wrong way, ladies. Get in the chopper. We’re headin’ to Enzo’s new place.”

Jerking his chin at his father, they headed out. Johnny already knew the man’s dirty little secret. He was coveting Dragonfly, thinking it would make a nice little addition to his operation.

Landing at Enzo’s new estate, Johnny noticed it was crawling with bikers. Enzo hadn’t been with Cheryl very long but they were friends with the guys from her brother’s MC. Good, solid men who could be relied upon to pull off a job with no messin’ about.

Cheryl and Tiffany came out, wearing swimsuits, with Cheryl’s brother bringing up the rear. Charlie was wearing jeans and a black leather cut with his club’s emblem across the back. “Fuck, she looks just like you.”

Johnny frowned. Why did everyone keep saying that?

“She should, we’re identical twins.” Sarah was practically vibrating with excitement.

Johnny sighed to see her so happy. “Fuck off, dude. They don’t look anything alike.” This time he managed to keep his voice light and playful. Sarah smiled at him. They still had a lot to work out in terms of keeping Margaret but for the next month, everything was looking like smooth sailing.

Cheryl pulled Sarah along, who in turn dragged Margaret. “Come on, let’s get you both into a swimsuit. We’re cooking out by the pool.”

Johnny got naked and into swimming trunks real goddamn fast. Smelling the steaks on the grill was making his stomach growl. When the twins came out wearing identical swimsuits, he only had eyes for Sarah. Holding out his hand, she slid forward into his lap. “Thanks, baby. I owe you one.”

“She’s family. You don’t owe me nothing.” Pulling her against his chest he pressed a whisky sour to her lips. As she drank, he noticed her sister skulking around. Her eyes held not a hint of warmth and never left her sister. There was something dark and possessive lurking inside that woman and he didn’t appreciate the way she made him feel like the damned outsider.

His stomach growled and Sarah scooted away, probably to get him food. The moment she left, he pulled out his switchblade and jerked his chin at the interloper. She approached cautiously, clearly understanding the danger of getting too close to an angry man with a sharp knife.

“I don’t appreciate your eyes on us. I need to let you know that if you do anything at all to your sister, I’ll give you a dirt nap so fuckin’ fast it’ll make your head spin. Now, I know my little agent will be all kinds of upset about that, but I’ll take her anger before I allow you hurt her or fuck up what we got. You got that?”

She reacted fairly well to his little come to Jesus talk. Sitting down nearby, she asked, “Did you make her get that matching back tattoo?”

“No the fuck I did not. She went all on her own and picked that shit out.”

“So you got yours after?”

“Not that it’s any of your fuckin’ business, but yea, I did.”

“How long you two been together?”

“About six months. Spent most of it tracking your ass down.”

“You found Petrov.”

“Found and killed.”

“Why do you call her an agent?”

“Why are you asking me all this shit? She’s your sister, ask her your damn self.”

“I’m asking you. Don’t you know?”

“When you went missing, she joined Homeland Security, so she’d be able to track down the Russian.”

“How did you get mixed up in all this?”

“He took Miss Tiffany off the fucking street and we tracked her down. Went to Russia, shot the place up, rescued all the women. Sarah thought we might know something about you or at least be able to help her find Petrov. We found him and the intel on all the women he took, almost four hundred of them. Homeland’s supposed to be trackin’ them down as we speak.”

“That’s how you figured out where I was? So she’s just gonna keep working for Homeland?”

Sara shoved plates in both their faces. “Probably not. I just did that to find you. Then again maybe I should keep the badge. Johnny thinks it’s my sexiest feature.”

Snapping his knife shut, he grabbed his plate. “You’re sexy all on your own and we can play cops and robbers anytime we want.” Wrapping an arm around her, he began feeding her from his plate.

“This is fucked up. You really paid a million dollars for me? I am never going to be able to pay that kind of money back.” He could see she was panicking a little.

Sarah spoke softly. “Marge, it’s not about the money. The million only bought you thirty days with us. We’re gonna have to figure out something to get you free and clear for good.”

“Petrov said it was me or you.”

“He’s outta the picture now. Think they’ll put a price on your contract?”

“Nearest I can tell, they’re making upwards of six million a year off me. They are not going to be keen on giving that up.”

Holding up a piece of steak for Sarah to eat, he murmured. “My pops is gonna love this shit. I think he’s lookin’ for an excuse for a little unfriendly takeover.”

Marge’s eyes got big, but it was Sarah who spoke. “That would be a really nice front company for his organization. Much classier than the five star restaurant he’s using now.”

“I can get you in, if push comes to shove.”

Johnny’s eyes cut over to Margaret and he tried to assess how trustworthy she was.

“Ain’t neither one of you goin’ anywhere near a Dragonfly building.”

Sarah folded her arms over her chest, her face taking on a stubborn cast.

“Johnny sighed and put the plate down. “Do not piss me off, Doll. We got expendables for shit like this.”

“Fine, then there’s no need for either of us to be involved. I’ll stay on the sidelines if you do.”

Pulling her up for a kiss, he murmured. “You are killin’ me, you know that, Sweet Cheeks?”

They fell into a long session of kissing and whispering to each other. Johnny figured everyone else was doing their own thing, until a loud crash broke into their magical bubble.

“Fuckin’ hell.” Setting Sarah aside, he stalked over to Enzo and Charlie who were having it out, as Cheryl shouted for them to stop. Grabbing them both by the scruff of the neck, he tossed Enzo to Gino and Charlie to his club president. “Don’t know what the fuck you two are doing, going at it like we’re at a bare knuckle boxing match, but you’re spoiling the fuckin’ mood.”

The two men glared at each other, neither coming clean about what they were arguing about. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but you two need to get your shit together. Enzo, this ain’t no way to host a fuckin’ party. Charlie, you’re normally pretty level headed, so calm the fuck down.” Both men broke apart, going in different directions.

Gino announced to no one in particular. “It’s always something to do with bitches with those two.”

“I don’t give a shit. Sarah and I are heading upstairs for a little rest. Look out for the Stepford twin, will you?”

Gino jerked his chin in agreement.

Sarah caught him off guard, slapping his shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

Bending down, he tipped her over his shoulder and carried her off, kicking and screaming. He noticed her complaints were not shouted with any real venom.

Tossing her on the bed in one of the spare rooms, he went back and barred the door. Turning around, his eyes traveled over every square inch of skin her bikini didn’t cover. Drawing her legs up, she scooted out of her bikini bottoms. He watched breathlessly as she slid off the top and tossed it aside.

“Is this my reward, cause it sure feels like it.”

Laughing she shook her head, sending her long dark hair flying around her head. Shoving his swimming trunks down his legs Johnny walked towards her, slowly stroking his rod. “Let me see the goods, baby.”

Leaning back on her hands she opened her legs, revealing the pretty hairless pussy he’d come to know and love. Eager to get his mouth on her, he crawled onto the bed and wrapped his hands around her, spreading her open for his enjoyment. Looking up her gorgeous body to her passion filled expression, he knew there was nothing he wouldn’t do for her, to keep her safe and happy. He was definitely a goner for this one.

The first taste always drove home how much he needed her. She squirmed under his tongue, making soft little female sounds that absolutely dove him wild with need. Delicately teasing the first orgasm of the night out her was nothing short of satisfying. Crawling up her body, he loved the way she opened her legs, cradling his hips. It felt like coming home.

Rubbing himself against her wetness she purred. “Don’t tease, Johnny.”

“Maybe I like teasing. Ever think of that?” His voice was harsh and rough, even to his own ears.

“I need you.” The words came out a mere whisper, tinged with the desperation he loved to hear.

Licking his bottom lip, he could still taste her sweetness. “You don’t say.” Looking down between then, he enjoyed the anticipation of seeing their bodies join together. The sight of his thick hard cock sliding in and out of her revved his engine like nothing else ever had.

Jerking him forward with her legs she looked up at him. “I stopped taking the pill.”

That got his attention real goddamn fast. “You what?” His head snapped up to look her in the face. She bit her bottom lip, anxiously as she nodded like a bobble head doll, a really cute one.

“Almost a week ago. I stopped taking it, just for you. Well, for us actually.”

Feeling his chest tighten, he whispered. “Fuck, baby. You didn’t have to do that.”

Pulling him closer with her legs, she writhed against him. “It’s never going to be a good time for people who live on the edge like us, so why not now. Tonight could be our night.”

“You’re offering yourself to me, for good?”

Nodding, she reached down to adjust him properly. “No more Homeland. Just you and me against the world, for good.”

Looking into her eyes, he knew she meant it. Surging forward, he filled her. Bringing up his hands to each side of her face. “I want all of you. Will you marry me even though we know fuck all about what the future holds?”

“You know I will, babe. I love you.”

It felt like getting the wind knocked out of him with pure happiness. Smiling down at her, he whispered. “Love you too, I really do.”

“Then don’t keep your woman waiting.”

Pulling him closer again with her legs, he could feel how much she wanted him. A beautiful, intelligent woman wanted him just for himself. It felt fantastic, better than he ever imagined.

“Lovin’ all the eagerness, Doll.”

Pulling out, he paused briefly before filling her again. “I’ll never get enough of you, you know that don’t you?” Over and over, he pleasured her. The look on her face when he filled her just about stole his breath away. Her eyes fluttered shut as her eyes rolled back slightly in her head. She was a woman enjoying his cock, just like he always dreamed of a woman doing. It spoke to him as a man, punching up his own ecstasy.

Something was different for them tonight. They couldn’t seem to get enough of each other. Multiple bouts of sex in different positions left him feeling exhausted and a little raw. Johnny was somewhat worried about her ability to walk the next day. They fell asleep curled in each other’s arms. It was the first night restful sleep in his entire life, knowing Sarah would be his for all time.