Callum~"I can't promise I'll always be here but I will give you everything." Alice said.The way his dick reacted to those words was nothing short of sinful. But he didn’t miss how his heart thrummed too. It was no secret that he was stuck on her and it began all those weeks ago at Aunt Margaret’s house. The disappointment he felt when he thought he wouldn't see her again was a dead giveaway. But by some twist of faith, she was here with him. And one hell of surprise too. June was the only girl he dated, she was his everything, when she left it completely shattered him. He thought she was the only one for him and she was. But in a span of days Alice had found a space in his heart too without even knowing it. It went against the better judgment of his mind, which was screaming danger. That she was a stranger that he didn't know anything about. But his other head was on a different gear. He felt like a teenager, making his dick lead him but he knew it wasn't just his dick talking. He
She heard him before she saw him. And just as expected, he was walking towards her when she got out of the room.To explain most likely. She blew right past him. Her patience won't tolerate that, nor did she care. But the anger coursing in her veins told her she did. Why the fuck was she angry? Sure Callum's fiance or ex or whatever showed up, right after she sucked him off.It lit a fuse to her brain, jolting her to consciousness of the purpose Callum served. And the timing couldn't be more perfect. If anything she should thank her, she needed a wake-up call. And an excuse to leave the house since her talk with the Russians. She hadn't made a move yet, but they wanted blueprints, they’ll get them.She looked past Callum to notice the woman was staring right at her. She was pretty, with staggering come-hither curves. But if she fake smiled any wider, she'd break it. And those ridiculous red heels she wore.The gap between them was nonexistent now, redhead Barbie actually approached he
What the fuck was wrong with her? Lance was alive and he looked as good as ever. He gave her a shot at redemption and a taste of familiarity. So why was she running away? And in the direction of a certain glasshouse at the other end of the city?Her mind was so warped right now, she didn't know how to process anything. Obviously she had to get out of there. Seeing something that could shift their entire existence would do that to a person. Alice didn't know what to do with the information. The only thing she knew for sure was that she was confused as hell. Jeremy Stone. That was the name of her biological father, she dug it up years ago out of curiosity. He was murdered in a robbery along with his Wife Sarah. Leaving Alice in an alleyway marred by death 23 years ago. The reports said it was a robbery. So why the hell was his name on a syndicate kill order? It had to be a mistake. Except it wasn't, his name was right there in bold. Was this some kind of plot to sway her, it couldn't
He couldn't lie. This was the happiest he'd been in months. Something he never thought possible since June told him to shove marriage up his ass. Right on his hospital bed after being stabbed saving a woman in a robbery. It could've been wedding jitters, or she never even wanted to get married in the first place. He never got the chance to ask her why. And on top of it all, she seemed to have moved on just fine if all the men on her social media were anything to go by.Ironically, June was lying in the next room, probably crying to her aunt about him. He couldn't bring himself to care. She didn't when she cut ties.And his world crashed around him, diving headfirst in his cases was his coping mechanism and his occasional free pussy as temporary medication.Alice stirred a little in his arms, he looked down at her, her lips curved upwards and her eyelids closed, allowing her lashes to sweep her face. He knew they were hiding a beautiful pair of gray orbs that would completely melt him i
The chilling of winter's approach made Alice's teeth clenched together, her arms wrapping up her upper body to ward off the effects.She was by the beach, under that Rohira tree again, watching as the waves of the ocean rolled in and out. This time she was alone, swarmed by the falling leaves of the tree and a rolled up quilt from Callum's collection.Despite her shivering, she scooped up a ball of ice cream into her mouth. Savoring the deliciousness of the dessert was one of her pastimes ever since Callum introduced her to it. Her head dropped back to the bark as she inhaled. There was nothing she appreciated more than peace and quiet.There was a sudden echo, loud enough to scatter the birds from the tree. Her head snapped in the direction of the noise. Up to Callum's house.From where she sat, she could see the balcony so when a man emerged from the gym with a gun in hand, she stiffened. He seemed to be looking straight at her. There was instant unease in her gut. Then the face bec
A light fabric hit her face, jolting her awake. It seemed as if waking her up at ungodly hours was what Callum and Bonnie had in common.Alice rolled onto her side, instantly regretting not picking the bed over the couch. At least she could get privacy. Bonnie was on the floor, rummaging through her suitcase. A few of Alice’s clothes were strung out in front of her.“Bonnie?” She sat up.“Good, finally. I don't remember you being this hard to wake up, take this.” She handed her a pair of white washed jeans, then pointed to the blouse that was still on her, “those two will look together.”“What are you doing?”“Seriously, has it been that long? Get your ass dressed because we are going out!” Bonnie screamed and if they weren’t in a safe house prepping for a mission, Alice would’ve thought she was one of those exuberant Uni girls they always despised. “On second thoughts, this one looks better.” Bonnie threw another blouse in her direction.“Are you insane?” She swatted the red lace from
Another shooting. Alice rolled her eyes when the reporter’s words from the television caught her ears. It’s been a week since her little truce with the Russians and it had been total chaos ever since. To civilians it was just a meager gang war between the police and mobs but it was deeper than that. They were doing this to shake up the Syndicate, especially since Jonathan and the others were in lock up for now. It was reckless. And a bit messy for her liking. Alice turned to Bonnie who was on the couch aka her bed, tuned in to the report. "I thought they were doing this discreetly." "Have you seen Klade's squad, there's nothing discreet about them. If it were me, I'd lay low now that agents are dropping at every turn. The CIA isn't going to let that slide." She knew one person who wouldn't let it slide, she already knew he was investigating the Syndicating and if he got that far, he would pick up on this from a mile away. The fire in his eyes from the time he served was still there
Callum~The Universe had a wicked sense of humor. Yeah, that was it. Because he couldn't be so unlucky all by himself. The only two women he fell for in his life walked out on him. Now he was daydreaming about one of them coming back."Cal." Then he realized it wasn’t an optical illusion. Her voice snapped him back to reality."Alice?”Her features grimmed a little. “My name is actually Alyssa, Alyssa Stone.”Perfect, something else he’s just finding out. Alice, Alyssa, they weren't far off. Were there any more secrets? Knowing how many of her walls he chipped away since they met, there had to be more. This woman was an enigma wrapped in a riddle. She ambled closer to him. “I’m sorry I left, I just-"“I know, you don’t have to say it.” He stopped her from going any further. The days that blew by gave him some time to think. He knew exactly why Alice left. All her life, she sheltered herself from men, not wanting anything to do with them, only the parts not involving the heart. That's