LOGINLooked like everything is going to shit the second the President let me out of my fucking room. Not like I didn’t enjoy being away from all of the work but seeing the light was nice. Finding shit on the Bensons that we could exploit was turning out to be harder than finding gold on the club’s grounds. “You’re not gonna go talk to her?” I asked, angling my head at Buggy. He’s been quiet ever since I got out. Probably mad at me. He’d been the one to come tell me that Wolf wanted to jump at the Quarry. The one to keep me up to date about everything. But he was sad. And miserable. All of us were miserable when Remy was miserable. Sure the bar was the way it always was. There was the song that was actually just noise, and all the men with the club girls hanging over them. I heard Chrissy had died. They still had to work. It was almost sad. Nothing, of course, beat Remy sitting at the bar with her head down and three empty vodka bottles beside her. “Her drinking is still a force to be
Why are you staying far away from her? Go back. She isn’t safe with them!You’ve tasted it. Don’t you want more?!Have you learned nothing? Every second she is away from you, she is prone to harm!Find Remy Calloway!Devour. Love. Obey. Keep. Hide. “Joseph. You’re awake.” My eyes fluttered open. My head hammered as I sat up, the room spinning above me. Samantha was already helping me up but I slowly pushed her away. Her perfume was doing something to my brain that I didn’t like. Made me feel slightly ill. “Where is Remy?”“Don’t leave the bed. The doctor said you have broken ribs and suffered a concussion—”“Remy… did Cole touch her?”“I don’t know. I’ve been by your side all this—”My hand reached for her neck and pulled her close. It was instinct, like swatting a fly before I turned to look at her. “Then why are you here and not with her? Aren’t you the one always saying you wanted to keep her safe?”“Let go of her, brother.”Wolf's voice cut through the fog. I blinked, my han
The truck shook as he got into our street road. We weren’t speaking. We couldn’t. My head stared outside the window of the car and my legs were bunched up right on the seat. But his hand stayed on my thigh, squeezing it gently every five minutes. I didn’t tell him to pull away. Even if I should have. We were supposed to keep a distance. I wanted one last kiss. His hand on me. On my neck. On my skin. Inside me. Not… not holding me. But it was enough. I’d manage what I could get. The second we pulled into the compound, I saw everyone standing outside. Everyone. Including my Father. “Say nothing.” Decker said, turning off the engine. “Do you understand?”I sat upwards, looking at him. “What—?”He was already outside, slamming his door and walking towards them. He didn’t get far enough before my father walked up to him and punched him hard across the face. I hurried out of the car as he fell to the floor. “What are you doing?! Stop!”But Cole Calloway didn’t stop. He stomped over
My arms, legs, hips and neck hurt. I couldn’t recall the other positions the asshole put me in, acting like I was some flexible fucktoy that he had gotten for Christmas and planned on playing with for eternity. I loved it. I woke first, my eyes on his sleeping form. He slept like a log, his arm draped around my waist. I’d tried to move before but that only made him hold me tighter. So I did the second best thing. My hips ground into him. His dick didn’t waste any time to poke at me but he still wasn’t waking up. So I kept moving and moving and—I gasped as his hand wrapped around my neck and yanked me back, his grey eyes staring at me sleepily before he buried his face in my head and said gruffly, “Take off your underwear.”I reached down, biting my lower lip when it was finally off before I felt him suddenly wrapping his arms around my body and pulling me into his body. “Sleep.”…What?I tried to pull away but he was holding me far too tight. Tighter, in fact, as if he was tryin
“When are you coming home? Are you alright?” Samantha’s voice was filled with worry. I could hear her panicking, imagining how she was prancing around the room. But that image died the second Remy shoved my entire cock down her throat. I looked down at the floor, my other hand still staying behind my back. She knew who i was talking to, she could at least have pretended to have a little decorum. But I’d daydreamed about her dirty little mouth sucking me again and this… oh, fuck, nothing compared to this. “Yeah.” I looked down at her. She was grinning with mh cock in her mouth, her hand on my balls as if it was a threat daring me to pull her off. I wanted to pound my hips into her face, wipe off the smirk. But how long would I last? “I am.” “Then come—” There was shuffling in the background and then I could hear Cole’s voice after, “Are you alright, Decker?” That voice instantly sent the guilt back into my body but it didn’t last. Remy was already purifying it by takin
I shouldn’t have come. “You must be insane.” Blake Benson’s voice stayed stable even if I could hear the venom as I closed the door to my truck and turned to look at him. “Coming for her twice publicly.”My knuckle bones hurt from smashing in the face of the guy I’d noticed pointing a gun at me from above. I’d already sent Buggy to come take Samantha home. All that was left was her. “Then your sniper should do his job better.”“You’re putting her life at risk, making yourself a cause of liability—”“Benson.” I said, my voice cutting into the conversation. I needed to be by her side. I needed to be with her. “You don’t seem to understand it yet so I’ll explain because it seems your father didn’t tell you. But I will kill you the next time she’s by your side and she ends up in tears. I let her choose you but you keep failing. If you can’t stop being a liability and a mistake, I’ll make sure you never see her again,”I didn’t wait for his response. In the next second, I was turning ove
“You could have used the car we sent you.” Margot’s voice was cold as she pressed a card into the elevator. It opened. We walked in. “Or worn the… outfits we sent.” I smiled as I entered, my hand wrapped tightly around Chrissy’s. “What’s wrong with what we’re wearing?” I knew what she wanted to
“Are you… Are you sure this is okay?” Chrissy sounded unsure as she looked at her reflection. I smiled, resting my hands on her shoulder. “And why shouldn’t it be?”She didn’t respond. Her hands moved over her face in shock, her mouth slightly open. I personally couldn’t believe what I had done a
“Remy Calloway.” She shot from the chair. She looked around his age… but that was just judging by her face. She was… curvy. Thick in all the places I wasn’t. With red hair and blue eyes and—My head snapped to Decker. “What the fuck is she doing here?”“Be respectful for once—”“It’s okay, Joseph.”
“Why were you talking to him?” I was sitting in Wolf’s car— which wasn’t really Wolf’s car. The actual owner didn’t want to see me, which was fine. I didn’t care. I fucking couldn’t honestly. Wolf chuckled quietly. “He said I couldn’t leave until you woke up, which I was fine with. Plus, it wouldn







