Those dark eyes didn’t waver from me, even when I stepped through the threshold of the small cabin, I felt his eyes on my back.
The door shut quietly behind him, but I kept forward, afraid to look too soon. There were too many emotions coursing through me. Half of my brain screamed for me to run while I had the chance and the other already pulled off his clothes.
“Neveah,” he whispered behind me, his breath sent chills up my spine. “You’re shivering.”
I was, bad. It should have embarrassed me, but I knew he was the only person that would cure the ache. Slowly, I turned to look up at him, his grey eyes were dilated, a look of primal need on his face.
“I want you,” I bravely whispered. “I can’t take this anymore.”
The corner of his mouth lifted. One hand rested behind me, pinning me against the nearest wall, and the other rested on my waist. “You don’t have to take anything anymore, because I can’t wait another damn minute for you.”
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Four months later …“He’s up next!” Aunt Shelly screamed in my ear. I didn’t need her to tell me because I’d been waiting for it. I’d counted down each fight waiting to see Rage. The New Orleans arena was huge compared to the one at home. We’d been waiting for this match since Rage started fighting at the gym. I glanced down at my blank cell phone and frowned. Dante hadn’t texted me back. I had hardly talked to him in the last three weeks, and he lived with us. After his surgery, Rage stepped up to the plate and started talking care of him. He’d been closed off and hadn’t showed any interest in anything. I’d never been in a wheelchair, but I knew he was upset about it. Who wouldn’t be?I slid my phone back into my pocket. The last I’d heard of Denver, he was awaiting trial. Knowing that the scumbag would never see daylight again made the kidnapping wort
We spent the majority of the day at the hospital. Dante was in critical condition. When I found him in the basement I thought he was dead. But he opened his eyes when I bent down beside him. “I’m not dead yet, brother.”I smiled. “Well, we gotta keep you alive for a little while longer. You haven’t fallen in love yet.”“You’re definitely pussy whipped.”I chuckled. Carefully, I picked him up underneath his knees and back. “You’re gonna make it.”He nodded. I didn’t realize what happened to him until I got him up the stairs. Someone had hacked his shin in half. The white bone showed through the meat of his leg. The wound was fresh which meant he hadn’t bled out yet. We got him to the hospital in ten minutes. The police were waiting for us. We spent hours answering questions before they let us go check on Dante. They went into emergency surgery to amputate hi
Oh no. Please, God. I wiped my cheeks of the waterfall of tears that coated them. Denver snapped his fingers and two armed men from outside, grabbed Rage underneath his arms, and pulled him over to the corner of the room. “Leave him alone!” I screamed.Denver’s chuckle sent chills down my spine. He watched them chain Rage to the wall with a smile on his face before turning to acknowledge me. His piercing blue eyes twinkled, his swim trunks hung low on his hips and the lack of compassion on his face hit me like a brick. “Sweet Angel,” he said. “I’ve got plans for you as soon as your buddy over there wakes up.”He walked toward me, grabbing my foot and yanked me toward him. Fear rushed through me when his finger trailed up the inside of my thigh. I slapped it away, thankful for the use of my hands. My feet had fallen asleep two hours before due to the heavy chains that tied me down.“Oh, don&rs
An entire week passed before I stepped another foot into the gym. I was way past grumpy when Chase cornered me. “You okay?”His wide blue eyes were thoughtful, and his smile sweet. Chase had seen the entire thing and hadn’t said a word to anyone. “Better.”He gave my dad a sideways glance before touching my cheek. “Want to spar for a bit? You can take out that built-up frustration on me.”“That actually sounds like a really good idea.”Chase handed me a pair of gloves. “Well then, follow me.” We made our way to the punching bag in the corner of the gym. The same punching bag Rage had used the day we were almost caught. We fell into a rhythm. Jab, jab, hook. Jab, jab, hook. “So, are you really okay? You talked to your dad about what happened yet?”I sighed. “No, he’s been avoiding me.” I swung my arm, meeting Chase’s gaze fro
Mayday. I blinked several times at the text from Dante. The sleepiness in my eyes vanished, and a dose of reality soaked me. I pushed the covers from my body and dialed his number. After seven rings his voicemail picked up. I dialed his number again, and listened to my heartbeat until I got the voicemail. Nerves flooded me. What had happened? Had Denver found out I was alive? I pulled on a T-shirt and jeans, before heading out the door. When I stepped onto the ground I heard the backdoor slam shut. Wes charged down the steps with Neveah on his heels. “Daddy, please. Just stop.”Not now.Tears streamed down Neveah’s face as she grabbed at her dad’s shirt. “Stop, don’t.”Wes snatched from her grip, his eyes taking in the T-shirt she wore—my T-shirt. “Wes,” I said calmly. He jerked from Neveah and before I could counteract, he’d slugged me in the jaw. &l
Neveah hadn’t looked at me but once during dinner. Once her eyes fell to her plate, she hadn’t looked up. I wanted to get up, pull her into my arms and demand to know what made her so sad. “Did you have fun with Shelly?” I asked over the table, desperate for her to speak to me. Wes nodded and sipped his tea. “Yeah, what did y’all do? Buy anything? Do I need to hide when my credit card bill comes in?”Neveah gave a half-hearted smile. “Just some underwear. We went to Dallas to the mall and ice-skated.” Her eyes jerked from mine when she mentioned Dallas, and my blood went cold. “Sounds like fun,” I whispered.She nodded but avoided eye contact. “Yeah, a lot of fun.”Wes patted his stomach and stretched his arms behind his head. “I’m heading to the gym to do a little paperwork. You two okay to clean the kitchen?”I nodded. “Yes, sir.