LeahHe leaned in closer. "Do you know what was on my mind the entire ride home?"I swallowed hard. "How to punish me.""Yes. But I knew if I had done what I really wanted to do to you, you'd end up crying. And fall sick again."I fell sick because of the cold, but whatever.His fingers grazed my throat."So, what did you decide to do to me?"He placed one arm above me, the other brushing along my jaw."What do you think?"He pressed his body into mine, making me feel his hardness. My lips parted.He glanced down at them, then back at me, eyes darkening."You've messed up my life, Leah," he said through clenched teeth."And you ruined mine."Then he kissed me. It was a possessive kiss. One that stole the air from my lungs and scrabbled every coherent thought. He kissed me until my knees buckled until I was soaked with want. My body betrayed me, reacting in all the ways I swore it wouldn't.He ripped the shirt from my body, his hands feverishly roaming every inch of me. He carried me
Leah"Don't move," he hissed. "Don't say a fucking word. Just stand still."The man reached us, his gaze crawling over me."Boss," Aiden said, his voice tight. "Didn't expect to see you here tonight."The man I figured was the Don chuckled, his gaze flicking between Aiden's possessive grip on me and my neck."This one's new," he said."Just one of the girls from the club.""Ah."But he didn't look away."What is your name, princess?" "She is no one," Aiden cut in sharply, his nails digging into my side.The Don chuckled again."If you keep acting like that Aiden," he said. "I might start thinking she is more than just a girl from the club."A vein bulged in Aidenโs neck. His jaw clenched tight.The Don offered his hand to me. "Dance with me." "She can't dance," Aiden snapped. "Sheโ""Of course," I said sweetly, placing my hand in the Donโs."I told you to stay quiet," he hissed, low enough for only me to hear. His grip turned punishing.I turned to him, beaming."If you will excuse
LeahI imagined my hands wrapped around his throat, pressing hard until I had snuffed the fucking life out of him. But then again, he would wake before I even got a full grip.Maybe I should just stab him again.He groaned in his sleep. Strained. Like something was haunting him. A nightmare. It was a sight I saw almost every night since after Liam's visit.He turned on the bed, facing me. His brows furrowed. Jaw clenched tight.So, monsters have nightmares too.He shifted closer, trying to snuggle into me, seeking escape from whatever torment chased him.I was the last person he should cling to. I would pay whatever was aftrr him good money to catch him and make sure he never woke up again.His arm slid around my waist, pulling me in. I yanked it off, then rolled away from him.He groaned again, lower this time. He sounded in pain.I climbed off the bed, ignoring the way he murmured my name.The clock read 12:00 a.m.I moved silently into the sitting room, holding the mini calendar I
AidenIt didn't make sense that Dom was just hanging around the club all week. I had every reason to believe he was involved in this. Shady bastard. If he thought being so obvious would serve as some kind of alibi, then he didn't know me at all.One of these days, I would have him tied up in my basement.But as always, Julian was the real problem. Even when I had evidence of Dom trying to betray the family, he ignored them. He was letting him go cause he thought that would keep me in check. I chose to stay a capo. I chose not to act. If I wanted, I would kill Dom, and Julian wouldn't do shit. But I was a man who abided by the rules. My men and I swept the city for days without sleep. The new gang didn't have a name. Smart move. It made them harder to track. Everyone connected to them were dragged in. Interrogated. Those who wanted it the hard way. Got it. Those who refused to speak. Died painfully. Those who talked. Died anyway.First rule of the Kingston family: Never betray fami
LeahHe wrapped his arm around my waist, dragging me back into his chest.His face pressed into the curve of my neck. He inhaled deeply, as if he was trying to breathe me in."You didn't miss me?"My jaw clenched. "Not even my cock?" He added, pressing his hardness against my back.The knife in my hand loosened."I am holding a knife," I said.He chuckled. "And?"His hand slid up my arm, slowly, fingers curling around my wrist. He stopped my movement with ease."Planning on stabbing me again?""If I have to," I hissed.He pried the knife from my fingers. I flinched when his lips grazed my neck. His hand slipped under the shirt. His shirt. He brushed across my stomach, rough fingertips brushing sensitive skin."There are peopleโ" I tried to stop him."No one's here," he said.I glanced around. Clare and Mira were gone."Can I continue?" He asked like he cared about my reply.The wetness of his shirt pressed into mine. He smelled of tobacco mixed with... blood.My hands trembled."D
LeahThe city looked like a restless sea of lights from the balcony where I stood. It seemed peaceful and untouchable. Like a dream I could never reach. Aiden was right. The city looked beautiful at night.There were people down there. Free people, laughing when they wanted to. Sharing meals, arguing, and living. Everything I used to know was down there, and I was up here locked away like some bird in a cage by a mad man. I hadn't seen him in days since Freya showed up.I thought I would welcome the silence. But no. The silence was maddening. The days dragged by like a slug, unlike when he was here. Time moved differently. Faster. It was easier to hope that this nightmare was almost over.I gripped the railing. Was this the only way to get my freedom? Did I even try hard enough to escape him?I bit my lip.It stung that there was no better way out, and some twisted part of me whispered that I hadn't wanted out badly enough. That I still felt something when he touched me.But it was j