LOGINAIDENThe silence in the house when I returned from the office to get a few things I forgot for my meeting this morning felt wrong. It was all manners of heaviness and sharpness.I had just stepped into the hallway leading to my bedroom when I saw her.My wonderful daughter, Mila.The one who thought she could do whatever she wanted, and get away with it because she was a Grant. I was the one who had to make sure she understood things doesn’t always work that way.She was standing right in front of my door, swaying slightly, a half-empty bottle of vodka dangling from her fingers. Her eyes were red-rimmed and glassy, her hair messy. She looked nothing like the composed young woman I had raised.This was the first time I had seen her in two days—since I had taken Janice to the car after that charged encounter in my office, still lost in that post-sex haze. Mila had been standing outside said office, looking like she was ready to burn the office to the ground. She had a bottle in hand th
CALDERI slept over.I slept on Janice’s tiny ass bed with her by my side. I had no idea how it happened. One minute we were talking about mundane things like what is her favorite color and what kind of food she loved, and the next thing was the first hint of dawn creeping through the curtains as I finally stirred.Janice was curled against my chest, breathing slow and deep, one leg thrown over mine like she didn’t want to let go of me, even in sleep. It made that organ in my chest flutter a bit, because I did not want to let go of her either. That cursed creature, Bandit, had claimed the pillow above her head at some point during the night and was purring like a tiny engine.When did he get here?Was he in the room when we… no, nope, I did not want to think about that single possibility at all.I lay there for a some time, just watching her. There were some faint bruises on her neck, already healing. Those must have been from Aiden. The thick fucker with all the rules fucked her alon
CALDER“Knife play.”Janice’s eyes widened at my words. She was definitely straining those eye muscles more than necessary at this point. Wouldn’t that give her a headache or something?“Knife play?” she breathed, voice a mix of shock and something darker—curiosity? fear? arousal? all three at once? “What’s that?”“I’ll show you. Let’s go.”I plucked the knife I had been eyeing for some time now in the kitchen, keeping it behind me as we walked to the bedroom. The little limp she had was a bit more obvious now that she wasn’t trying to hide it. How she thought she could hide something like that was beyond me anyway.I locked the bedroom door with a soft click, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet apartment. From what I gathered, her sister’s room was at the other end, separated by the bathroom between them. There was no way we would wake her.“Be quiet, darling,” I murmured, stepping closer until I could feel the heat of her body. “Not a sound from you, okay? We wouldn’t want to expl
CALDERSay it. Say it.I wanted to hear her say the words.Janice’s fingers remained gentle but were still as efficient as she cleaned the cuts on my knuckles. The sting from the antiseptic mixed with the warmth of her touch, created this strange contrast that made my chest feel a bit tight. Everything Janice did made my chest tight. She hadn’t said much since letting me in, but her eyes kept flicking to the bruises on my face and the blood on my shirt.She had her own questions.“Janice,” I tried again, annoyance creeping in. I wasn’t interested in playing this game all night long.“I’ll tell you why I’m walking funny,” she finally said, not looking at me. Looking at anywhere but at me. “If you tell me why you were fighting. I never took you for a fighter.”There were so many things she did not know about me. She would know most eventually, though. All she had to do was ask.I didn’t even hesitate. “Deal.”She finished wrapping my hand and stepped back, crossing her arms. I could see
CALDERMy phone buzzed on the passenger seat as I was pulling into the underground garage beneath one of the clubs. My work here involved something about balancing the books because the manager was such a bumbling idiot. I should fire the man. I glanced at the screen and felt my blood pressure spike instantly.SHADOW: Elias is at The Pit tonight. It’s an underground fight club located on the east past of town. He’s with two other guys we don’t recognize, but from what we gathered, he’s the main event at this club.Main event, huh? We would see about that.I killed the engine of the car, grabbed my motorcycle keys instead, and roared out into the night on one of the cycles I kept here. For emergencies, only. The wind whipped against my face, stinging me with the icy coolness, but it did nothing to cool the rage burning in my chest.For reasons best known to me—I was tracking Elias and trying to find the right time to get him, since he flew out of the country few hours after he sent tho
AIDENShe rode me like she hated me. And maybe she did, at this very moment. With everything I listened to from the hidden audio bugs in the sunroom, I would hate the father of the woman who caused so much distress to me.I understood her better now.Janice bounced on my cock with furious, punishing strokes, her tight pussy clenching around me like she was ready to punish me for every single sin I’d ever committed. She was my god and the only one I could worship. Her nails dug into my shoulders, her breasts bouncing with every hard drop, her face twisted in a mix of rage and desperate pleasure.Gorgeous. Where on earth would I ever meet a woman as gorgeous as her ever again? I didn’t even care that Mila was somewhere in this estate and could walk in on us again.All I wanted was Janice.“Oh, Calder, baby. Fuck me harder, please.”She was trying to rile me up, and I knew it. But it was so hard to accept, especially with the way she kept up with it.“You don’t mean that. You love my coc







