When Colt comes home to find his wife (Belle) and his business partner (Jack) naked on his couch, he kicks their asses out. Literally. But when his brother-in-law introduces him to Rory, his whole world flips. However, Jack and Belle plot to keep the two apart. Will Colt be able to keep Rory safe from their twisted form of revenge?
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It’s been a long Wednesday. Negotiations and contracts. The flight home was a mess of layovers and waiting around. I kept texting Belle, but I never got a response. I guess she was busy at work or something… I didn’t have anything to say, I was just checking in on her. I don’t like leaving her for so long… She can’t do anything on her own. I’m hoping she didn’t burn the house down trying to make toast.
I made it home a day early. I’m planning on surprising my wife with a night out. She’s been begging to get out for a while now, and it just wasn’t happening. I’ve been busy with my security company, trying to expand it. She said she understands and she is excited for me. But I’ve been overworked and now I just want to breathe and relax… Spending a little time with my wife.
I sigh as I readjust my bag over my shoulder and insert my key into my keyhole. I shove the door open and freeze.
And so do the two naked people on the couch.
In a moment, everything around me is spinning. The two people I was supposed to trust the most in my life give me guilty looks. Their bodies flushed and sweaty with their vigorous activities… Who knows how long they’ve been at this. But there they are, frozen in between ecstasy and terror.
Belle’s head thrown back with her disheveled blond curls reaching down to her waist… A waist that Jack is digging his fingers into her flesh to pull her closer to him, holding her in place, and his greedy mouth around her full breast.
I don’t know what to think. My stomach twists in disgust… And to think I was inside her two days ago while she begged me not to stop… I wonder how long this has been going on. I swallow to keep the bile down that is trying to make its way up my throat.
Well, now I know why my partner was so insistent I didn’t need him for this project. To be honest, I didn’t need him. This whole damn company is mine, but he was my best friend. In high school I thought it would be cool if we went into business together and made a home security company… I came up with B&B Home Security back then. When we grew up I drew up a contract, saying he could have equal shares of my company as long as we worked together and we didn’t cheat each other… Well that plan was all blown to hell.
My wife on the other hand… She had been pushing me hard for this contract. She couldn’t kick me outta the house fast enough Monday morning. Subtlety is not her thing. Apparently neither is fidelity.
Never once in my entire time I was with her did I look at another woman. I never lusted after someone I couldn’t have. I was happy with the fact I had a wife… Well, at least I thought I was happy… But now that I think about it, maybe happy was the wrong word… Maybe I was just comfortable with what we had and didn’t want to rock the boat.
I watch as the color drains from both of their faces and realization lights their eyes. They are literally screwed. There is nothing that can make this better. There is no way to spin this so this turns out happy for them… Well, maybe them. But definitely not with me in the picture, and they know it.
“Baby, this isn’t what it looks like-” Belle rushes to assure me, trying to unsuccessfully remove her body from Jack’s appendage while still looking like she had some dignity… It didn’t work.
“Man… I don’t…” Jack swallows hard. I don’t know what he was about to say but he swallowed it fast. Smart move. There is nothing I want to hear from him ever again, except for his retreating feet from my house.
I’m not sure what I look like right now, but there is fear in their faces… Normally, I’m very calm and controlled when it comes to my emotions. I’m normally good under pressure, which is why I wanted to work in home security. I like to fix problems… But this… There is nothing to fix.
But I can't let her. Not yet, at least. If she reaches me, I'll never make it. I need to at least attempt to go slowly the first time. The last thing I want to do is hurt her... I need to show some type of restraint."Not yet, Baby Girl," I growl, taking her nipple into my mouth. Damn, she tastes like heaven. I lick the nub and suck the soft flesh deep in my mouth. Oh! I want so much more...She whimpers as she presses her breast against my mouth. She's so sensitive... My girl knows what she wants. And I'm gonna give it to her.I slide one hand down between her thighs, feeling her slick causing me to shudder. And grab her wrists with my other, holding them gently above her head.She struggles against me, but she's soon distracted by what my fingers are doing to her. I circle her clit, not touching it. Just teasing a promise of what will come."This is not fair," she pants, writhing at my touch."Trust me baby, if I let you touch me, this would be over way too fast. I want to enjoy you
I watch as he drops like a bowling ball, holding his gut, groaning like he's dying. He's not... I could totally make it worse. I could'a gone for the jewels... but like I said, I was playing nice."Alright, Baby Girl. Let's go get your stuff," I say pulling her away from her father and down the hall to where I know her room is... I know... I have issues. But good news, she'll never be in this room ever again after this!Roxie looks behind her in disbelief, and I just chuckle. Bastard deserved it after all the times he'd hurt my girl."Roxie?" A woman coming out in a bathrobe asks, standing in the door of a darkened room."Yes, mama," Roxie says quietly, not looking her in the eye."Where have you been?! We needed you! You can't just go off and leave us..." the woman rants."Actually, she can. You see, Roxie is 21 years old. She doesn't need you any more. You might need her, but that isn't her fault. She is completely capable of living without you and your dead beat husband. I'm taking
Kurt's POVIt's been two weeks since I almost lost my Roxie. Her stitches came out today. I was so relieved. She says she is fine, but I don't know if I believe her or not. I'm still being careful around her wound.From what I've heard is Brax is being charged with murder and attempted murder, along with a long list of drug and weapons charges. I hear some of the guys will be charged as accomplices to whatever the hell they had going on that I didn't know about.Braxton could be looking at life, and I'm glad. He treats other's lives like they don't have any meaning. And they do. Every single one. Even druggies have mothers out there somewhere who care about them.In a strange turn of events, Ian started dating Maggie. I've never seen the guy so happy, and Roxie is happy for her best friend. I guess Ian moved in with her since Rox has been staying with me.So much has changed in my life in such a short period of time, my head is reeling with everything. I lost my best friend. I finally
"I know. It wasn't your fault, Kurt," I try to reassure him. He needs to know I don't blame him for any of this. If it was Braxton who put me in here, then it is Braxton who is to blame.The next moment his lips are feather light against mine. The kiss is soft and sweet. I savor his taste and the need pulsing through me. I want him to keep kissing me forever. I moan into his mouth before he reluctantly pulls away and looks down at me with a look so sincere I can feel it touch my soul."I know I don't deserve you, Roxie. But I'm going to spend forever making it up to you. Braxton has been arrested and he will never come near you again," he promises, running his nose along the length of me. The touch is so intimate and sweet, it sends longing running through me.A knock breaks our moment apart. A middle aged doctor comes in wearing a long white coat. His eyes are kind and his smile is professional but sincere."Miss Andrews, it's good to see you awake. I'm Dr. Matheson. How are you feel
Kurt immediately grabs a cup of water and holds the straw up to my lips. I take long sips, quenching my thirst. I didn't know how thirsty I was until now. When was the last time I had something to drink? I can't even remember..."How... how are you feeling?" He asks, cradling my face with his warm hands. It feels so good to have him touching me. I lean into his touch and close my eyes for a moment, just enjoying his strong hands."I don't know... I'm sore... and I'm tired..." I respond, sighing before blinking my tired eyes back open to look into those soulful brown eyes. He looks like he lost his whole world and now it was given back to him as a most precious gift.He nods. "I'm so sorry, Baby Girl. I wish I could take it away for you." I watch as he tries to control his emotions. But he can't hide them from me. I can see them playing out across his face. He looks so broken right now... even more than when I found him in my car escaping the cops and he'd just lost Jason."What happen
Roxie's POVThere is a soft rhythmic beeping in the background. What is that? It doesn't sound like my alarm clock... Is it someone's phone? Are they ever going to pick it up?I'm so confused. Where am I? I don't remember anything... All I know is the darkness is starting to fade and with it comes a sharp pain in my side. I don't like it at all. Did dad do something to me again?I groan. Why do I feel like I've been hit by a Mac truck? I feel weak and sore. I feel like I'm trapped between awake and asleep, and the sleep is trying to pull me under again... but I need to wake up! I need to know what is going on...I blink my eyes open with superhuman strength. I didn't know when my eyelids gained a million pounds. I can barely make anything out in the haze. Everything is bright and blurry.The first thing I notice is Kurt. His head is laying beside me. His hair is disheveled, like he's been running his fingers through it. How long has he been here? Why is he here? He doesn't look very c
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