LOGINMy whole gang knew Jayden Malroy wasn’t a client or a debtor. They had seen him with me over the years. Coming and going as he pleased.
How many times had he bought drinks and other shit for my people? How many boys’ kids did he get gifts for when they graduated or won some award or something in school?
What fucking debtor, or customer of ours, did that?
He was not one of us. Never got involved in our work. But he was a constant, however removed. A constant th
I sat, my pulse racing. I inhaled silently as I stared at the carpet in my office.Barry stood up from his chair, but he said nothing.Please… I mused. Jay never says please. Never. He gives orders, makes demands, can even whine, but doesn’t beg.I saw his eyes.‘Fuck you, Marcus! Get off me!’“Yes…Yes, Jay, that’s how we do it. But,” I murmured while Barry, Shaw, and two others stared.“You beg… For this piece of shit?” I leaned back in my chair.‘How old is Timmy now?... Nicola?’I saw his face when he spoke my children’s names, the slump in his shoulders. How his fingers hand curled.“Jayden…,” I murmured as my men watched me. “You want to play me, right? We’ll fix this. All of this. Tonight,” I stated quietly, speaking to no one.I had made a decision, and from the silence in the room, no one was of a mind to object.Barry was right. Jay was one of us, however removed
The jacket was a deep velvet red, just like the one he had on.I stepped back, my eyes on it, keeping my attention off his face and the smile I knew would be on it.“What’s this? Some kind of uniform?” I turned to him. He was smiling. “Where are we going, Leon. I’m not –”He placed a finger on my lips, and my heart skipped. I blinked at him. “I gave you my word, Jade.”I closed my eyes, then reopened them.He was still fucking smiling. I wanted to kiss those lips, and I wanted to kill myself; in equal measure.I was staring.Jayden! I cursed internally.I half turned as my heart pounded against my chest. I could feel the heat rising on my neck, and I wasn’t messing with him. It was me. This shit was all on me.His hand was on my lower back. I didn’t try to shake it off. I couldn’t. I was starting to sweat.I turned my head toward him, but nothing else. “You said you wouldn’t fuck around, Leon. What the fu
When I finally succumbed to my body’s urges, I couldn’t cum, no matter how many times I used my own hands. Front or back, it didn’t matter. I didn’t like to touch myself, but I had done it anyway, all for nothing.I didn’t want to go out – I didn’t have the time – but more so, I couldn’t imagine anyone else touching me. Not now. Maybe not ever.Then my inspection ended. Yesterday. And after the farewell drinks with Mr. Wei and his team, I was on edge.I couldn’t sleep that night for a whole new reason. I was excited beyond belief to see him; to be in his presence the next day, only for me to walk into his office at nine a.m., Friday morning, to find that he wasn’t there.Why? Why did he suddenly have a meeting outside? He never had any other client’s work on his table in the weeks since my father’s project began.He was messing with me. Avoiding me.Was it because of how I acted on Monday? Now he’s made himself unavailable? When he knew I wo
Leon…it’s Friday…don’t you have better things to do with your time today? I mused.My phone vibrated – my regular one. I pulled it out. Is he tapping my brain too? I pondered distractedly.I picked up.I didn’t speak.There was a sigh. “Is this how you give me a chance, Jade?”“I’m busy, Leon.”“I know. You’ve always been a hard worker, Jade. Your attention to detail and your work ethic are hard to find,” he murmured in a tone that sent a current through my body.I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I had an image in my mind of Leon in one of the vehicles I had spotted.I kept my eyes closed, but raised my face toward the sun, and swallowed.I heard a sound at his end.No way! I mused.I licked my lips. Silence. Leon was not the type to call someone just to be quiet on the line.No fucking way! This bastard is watching me! Right now!Then I remembered the cameras in
Jayden’s POV.I hopped on a plane to Miami on Wednesday morning and got back Thursday evening. I was indeed being followed, physically and electronically.Leon was busy.From my meeting with him on Saturday, I had already begun to change some of my habits. It was part of why I had made the call to Mr. Wei on my desk phone, not my regular mobile. My office line was hardwired, secure.I had stopped all visits to any clubs or bars that had cloud-based CCTV security. Hotels and restaurants were fine; I knew how to manage my personal business when in public.I had parked Sir Sinclair’s Bentley till further notice, not at my house. I took it to a car storage service before I got in a taxi to the airport.Anything Leon would know about my location would be by my own design.For business transactions, anyone who called my regular phone would get a recorded message, rerouting them to my office number. Once they dialed that, they would be trans
His mouth opened, but not for me; I went in anyway. I tasted the blood as I searched for his tongue that was avoiding mine.I burst inside him, again, and his body spasmed, but there was nothing but sweat on my stomach. A dry orgasm. His second for the night.I pulled out and fell on my back beside him.His boys rushed forward. Two pulled him away from me; the tearful one got his boss’ clothes.I couldn’t speak. I watched them all, while Clemetine watched me.My eyes closed.When they blinked open, it was morning. Late morning. The boys were gone, but their master remained.“If you have something to say, say it,” I remarked hoarsely.My body was stiff, but clean. I knew Clementine had not done the work. He wouldn’t dare. But my mouth moved anyway.“Who –” I began to ask, but he didn’t let me finish.“Your maid.”My eyes snapped up from my body to his eyes. I pressed my lips together. I didn’t like to be tou
He gasped against me as I worked him fast, my chest pressed against his as we both tried to keep it down.There was no one in the restroom when we entered. But this was a busy venue, and not one of my reserved spots where I could do anything freely; this was a public place, filled with com
I reined it in as my angel glowered. Wheezing, I continued, “Don’t fight him. It won't end.”Marcus was eyeing me now. Some fire had left his eyes, but not all of it.A tremor crossed his brow, and he narrowed his eyes at me. “I can’t handle him… But you can?” he rumbled.I s
I knew what he was talking about. We had no business relationship anymore. I had just called him my angel, my star, and my heart, all at once, after walking out on him less than twenty-four hours ago, after making him seek me out, only to find me in a miserable state that no one could explain awa
I was sweating profusely. I couldn’t breathe. I was making sounds that sounded more like snorts than groans.“Deep breath, Jay, breathe, then speak.”I spun, like lightning. I stared, my mouth falling open.He was gazing at me. Directly in my eyes. My angel. His face was pass







