LOGINDIESEL POV“What the fuck are you looking for now??” Hawk growled from behind me again.“Told you not to follow me. You should have stayed with Raven. So shut the fuck up and breathe till I’m done,” I said without turning around. I yanked open another drawer in Daisy’s old apartment, rifling through old papers and junk like my life depended on it.Her father’s photo. That was what I needed.If the coward was still alive, he couldn’t hide forever. He needed to fix what he’d ruined in his daughter — the fear, the debt, the years of being treated like nothing. I wasn’t sure yet if I’d put a bullet in him or force him to face her, but I needed to see his face first. I needed something to go on.“You should be somewhere here,” I muttered, eyes scanning the room again.Suddenly my eyes landed on a small, faded photo album tucked at the back of the drawer.I pulled it out and flipped it open.The first picture stopped me cold.Daisy as a little girl, smiling wide with a birthday cake in fron
DAISY POV“I can help with that,” I said softly.Diesel’s hand stilled. His chest rose and fell faster. For a second he looked like he was fighting with himself.“Daisy…” His voice was low and rough, almost a warning.I stepped inside anyway. The cool tile felt strange under my bare feet. I walked closer until I was right in front of him. My eyes kept dropping to his cock. It was heavy, veined, and pointing straight at me.I reached out slowly and wrapped my fingers around him, replacing his hand with mine.He was burning hot. So thick I could barely close my grip.Diesel groaned deep in his throat, his head falling back for a moment. His good hand came up to rest on the back of my neck, not pushing, just holding.I stroked him slowly at first, learning every inch — the silky skin, the way he pulsed in my palm, the way his hips twitched when I squeezed a little tighter.“Fuck…” he breathed.I dropped to my knees in front of him. His cock was right there, inches from my face. I leaned
DAISY POVDiesel pulled me tighter against his chest, one strong arm locked around my waist while his other hand gently stroked my hair.“These tears are itching me more than the damn eggs,” he murmured against the top of my head, his voice low and rough.A shaky laugh slipped out of me before it dissolved into another sob. My fingers clutched his shirt desperately, as if letting go would make everything fall apart again.“I’m sorry,” I whispered, voice breaking. “I didn’t know… I just wanted to do one nice thing for you.”“You did,” he said softly, pressing a kiss to my forehead, then to my tear-streaked cheeks. His lips were warm, patient, grounding. “The breakfast tasted good. Having you there made it better.”He shifted slightly and winced. The stitches on his shoulder must have pulled.“You’re hurt,” I said, pulling back just enough to look at him. My eyes dropped to the red rash spreading across his neck and arms. His breathing was heavier than usual. The allergy was still bothe
DIESEL POVRage boiled hot in my chest the second Raven burst in and snatched the tray.Plates crashed to the floor. Eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee splattered everywhere. The strong smell filled the room.But I wasn’t looking at the mess.I was looking at Daisy.She sat frozen on the edge of the bed, eyes wide, face pale. Hot coffee and oil had splashed onto her lap, soaking through the shirt she was wearing. She didn’t even react to the heat. She just stared at the spilled food like someone had hit her.Raven’s voice cut through the silence, sharp and accusing.“Why the hell will you eat that?! Are you going that far crazy for her? Not minding if she poisons you?!”The word “poisons” hit like a slap.Daisy flinched.I moved fast.I grabbed a clean towel and quickly wiped the hot liquid off her lap before it could burn her skin worse. My hand was gentle, but my voice came out low.“Are you okay?”She tried to speak but nothing came out. Her lips pressed together hard. Tears filled her
DAISY POVThe sunlight woke me up.It slipped through a small gap in the curtains and landed right on my face. I blinked slowly, feeling warm and heavy.Diesel’s arm was still wrapped tightly around my waist. My head rested on his bare chest, rising and falling with every slow breath he took.He was still sleeping.I didn’t move at first. I just stayed there, listening to his heartbeat. It was steady and strong under my ear. After a while, I carefully lifted my head so I could see his face.He looked different when he was sleeping. His hair was messy, falling across his forehead. His eyes were closed, lashes resting against his cheeks. The small scar on his jaw caught the light.God… he’s so fucking handsome. Really handsome.I couldn’t stop the small smile that came to my lips as I remembered last night.It’s hard for me to stop smiling the more I remember that cute side of him. Though that cuteness won’t make me forget the Diesel that looks so tough when he holds a gun.Last night,
DIESEL POVI hissed through my teeth as I poured hot water over the wound. It stung like hell, but I’m Diesel for a reason. A lucky shot like this has nothing on me. It was only a bullet graze.My mind wasn’t on the wound though.It was on her.She had been a bit too quiet on the ride back. I tried to convince myself that by now she had nothing left on her mind. She had faced her demon tonight and slapped the bastard. That took guts. I believed she had no more shit to think about.I turned off the water, dried myself quickly, and wrapped a towel around my waist. The mirror showed the red line across my shoulder. It would need stitches or at least good bandaging, but that could wait a few more minutes.I stepped out of the bathroom and stopped.Daisy was sitting on the edge of the bed, her face down, shoulders slightly hunched. She didn’t even notice I was there. She was completely carried away in her thoughts.The moment I took a step forward, she jerked back to reality. She quickly u
DAISY POV A loud, aggressive knock thundered against the wood, jolting me out of my heavy sleep. My heart leaped into my throat, hammering against my ribs before I could even clear the fog from my brain.Click.The lock turned, and the door swung open. I scrambled to sit up, rubbing my eyes. My vi
FREYA POVThe first thing I felt was the smell—the stinging scent of bleach and cold air that only exists in one place.Hospital.I opened my eyes slowly, and my head felt like it was about to split into two. The white ceiling was blurry, and every time I tried to focus
DIESEL POV“If my presence is going to cause any trouble... you can allow me to leave.”“Leave.”The word rang in my head as the door lock clicked. I stood there and inhaled a long breath before slamming the door shut. I looked back at the wood, unable to shake the image of her. Even the night we m
DIESEL POV“Wife,” I said. Flat.“Yeah,” Donald said, while a long exhale came through the speaker—cigarette smoke being released slow, deliberate, like he was savoring the moment. I could picture him leaning back in a leather chair.“What the hell are you saying?” I growled.He let out a soft laug







