Bridgette slid off of his lap and went to her room to get dressed. She didn’t know what to tell Kane about who they were going to meet up with. She shrugged and quickly changed her clothes. After slipping on a pair of black combat boots she went down stairs and met Kane outside.
They stopped by The Coffee Palace and Kane quickly ran inside the building. Less than five minutes later Kane was back outside. Bridgette sighed and started up her car as he climbed on his bike.
It didn’t take long before they pulled up outside the house in the country. Kane looked around after he pulled in behind her. Bridgette climbed out of her car and led Kane to an old shed on the other side of the property.
“Thank you for meeting me.” Said an older guy
So I just realized something and I will go back and change it but I keep messing up the name of Sammy's father. His name is Seth. Sorry for the confusion. :D
Bernard Shaw paced back and forth in his office. It had been weeks since he and Digger had heard a single word from her. He was beyond angry. His rage was already at its limit with both Fabian and Digger failing to find his little runaway. Now Ginny was missing. It wasn’t like Ginny to disappear without a word. He wondered if something had happened to her or if she had run out of fear of what her failure would cost her. Bernard knew that he wasn’t a nice man nor did he have the illusion that he was easy to get along with. No. He knew for a fact that people feared and loathed him. It was something that he relished in. He savored their fear like an aphrodisiac and enjoyed the high he got from grown men cowering in front of him like children who had been scolded unnecessarily by a domineering figurehead. He would often relish in their tears as they begged for their pathetic and worthless lives. The she
Kane sighed as he looked at her. She definitely looked tired and thinner. Her blonde hair was piled on top of her head and she wore an oversized sweatshirt and some long pajama bottoms. Kane found himself wondering about her clothing of choice given the Texas heat especially in the middle of September.“What happened?” She asked, looking up at him with tired eyes.“Your aunt… she somehow escaped.” He said, feeling embarrassed as the young woman looked up at him in astonishment and then in anger.“She escaped?” She asked, rubbing at her forehead.“I’m looking into it but I felt like this was something that you needed to hear in person.” Kane said, trying to gauge the emotions swirling in
Bridgette poured them both two very large cups of coffee. She sat his in front of him and then put a little bit of creamer in hers. Once she was done she leaned against the counter and took a satisfying sip. She moaned her appreciation as the warmth from her cup warmed her tired body. “So if you don’t get much sleep what do you do to pass the time?” He asked, trying to ignore the way her moan sounded as she enjoyed that first sip of coffee. “Honestly?” She asked, eyeing him over the rim of her cup. “Yeah.” He said, before taking the first sip of his very strong coffee. “Oh my god! How strong did you make this?” “I have to make it strong or I wouldn’t be able to function on the amount of sleep I normally get.” She said with a chuckle.
“Margo, why did you pull away?” Kane asked.“Kane, I’m broken and dirty… You deserve better.” She mumbled, turning away from him.Kane sighed sadly. He wasn’t about to push her further than he already had. Instead he reached out and pulled her into his arms. He rested his chin on the top of her head as he thought for a moment about what she had said. She saw herself as broken and dirty. That wasn’t how he saw her though. She was beautiful and strong.“Listen to me, Margo. You are not broken or dirty.” He said, causing her to tense up. “No. You’re going to listen to me. You are beautiful and strong. So fucking strong it blows my damn mind.”“Kane&hellip
Kane listened to him stumble around on the other end of the line for a moment before there was a loud thud followed by cursing. Kane raised a brow as he listened to the young man swear up a storm that he was sure would cause the devil himself to blush. Kane snickered as he was sure that he heard Dex invent some new ones in the process.“Are you done laughing? I think I broke my fucking toe.” Dex grumbled.“Sorry man. I wouldn’t ask unless it was important.” Kane said, feeling bad for him.“Yeah yeah. She better be fucking hot.” Dex said.“That’s not all she is.” Kane snickered, knowing Dex would feel like he had been talking about his own sister when he figured out who h
Kane sighed in frustration as he looked at his phone. The number flashing on the screen caused him nothing but seething anger and frustration. He didn’t know what she wanted but he had been done with her years ago. He wasn’t about to let her show up and screw up his life anymore than she already had. Kane growled and declined the call before shutting his phone off. “What’s got you so angry?” Machine asked, coming to sit down next to him at the bar. “It’s nothing.” He mumbled. “Are you sure?” Machine asked, eyeing him over his beer. “Yeah. So what’s up?” Kane asked, turning to look the older man in the eyes. Kane still
A/N: So quick note this chapter and nearly every chapter from this moment on will have some sort of extreme violent content. There are notes of BDSM in this particular chapter. I will mark the chapter the usual way just keep and eye out for the ***** “Where the hell have you been?” Digger growled, facing a trembling Ginny. Her wide frightened eyes stared back at him. Her face was pale and she was trembling with fear. She had been gone for two and a half months before she turned up. Her hair was dirty and stringy. Her clothes had been filthy and parts of her fingers were missing. It was clear she had been tortured. “What the hell happened to you?” He demanded when she remained quiet.
“Bridge!” Sammy yelled, running into the house and throwing her backpack on the floor.“What’s up, kiddo?” She asked, coming out of the kitchen.“You know some really weird people. Do you know that?” She asked, looking up at her.“What do you mean?” Bridgette asked, slightly worried.“There’s been men on motorcycles outside my school for weeks now!” She said exasperatedly.“They’re there for your protection.” Bridgette whispered softly.“Oh, because of the people that my daddy knew?” She asked, blinking up at her.