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Lisa's P.O.V. Chris very reluctantly placed me back on my feet. His cold eyes met mine before he pulled me by the hand back to the door. "Not a word Lisa, or it's going to be a lot worse," he warned me. My mind was racing, trying to find an escape. Maybe I could pop my thumb out of its socket and slip my hand out of the cuff. I've seen them do that in movies, but this isn't a movie and I don't know that I can do that. Chris pushed me to the side so I wouldn't be seen when he opened the door. He plastered a fake smile on his face before he turned the doorknob and opened it, letting it the moonlight. Next thing I knew there was a fist in Chris' face hitting him so hard he fell back. It pulled at the cuff roughly as he dead weighed against it. I let out a yell of surprise, covering my mouth as Chris' eyes looked at me before they snapped back to the person at the door. "You laid your hands on her again!" his voice boomed through the house in an accusatory tone. Davis. "Who do yo
Davis' P.O.V I placed Lisa on her passenger side seat, taking my place behind her wheel. I held my hand out for her to hand me the keys. My blood was still boiling and my heart was breaking. How dare he touch her? She was going to stay. I admired how adamantly she wanted to protect Lucas and Liv. She will set her own happiness aside for them. Willing to be broken and beaten to keep them safe and happy. I can never be mad at her for that, but God, do I wish she could understand that her happiness is just as important. She doesn't have to do this. We will all protect Lucas and Liv. They have many friends, a lot of them are just as powerful as her dad. I'll beat his ass if he ever comes for my girls. My girls. Lisa, Izzy, and Liv are my girls in different ways, but they each hold a big part of my heart. "Davis." Lisa's small voice brought me back to this moment. "I'm sorry." Her apology only hurt my heart further. She shouldn't be going through any of this. I grabbed the key
Lisa's P.O.V. Davis just bared his soul to me. He told me the darkest part of his past and it broke me to hear it. The man before me was not the same man from his past. The tragedy that had befallen him had changed him forever. It explained so much of who he was and who is now. Seeing Davis cry was the saddest thing I had ever witnessed. I didn't realize how much his tears would affect me. It felt like my heart had shattered inside my chest and was still trying to put itself back together. His question hung in the air for a few seconds. I know he's waiting for me to answer, but it's as if my voice had run away. I felt like I couldn't speak as I thought of his past more, and the choice laid before me. He told me there was a warrior in me, and I want to believe him so badly. I just don't see that in myself, but I will trust Davis. His offer is so tempting, and knowing his past now made my decision easier. He was right. There isn't much left for him to lose, so what do I have to lose b
Davis' P.O.V. I stirred in my sleep, feeling as if I were floating in the ocean carried by the waves. Only this felt so much better than that. She had my dick wrapped in a warm embrace, feeling ready to spurt my load already. My eyes squinted as I tried to blink away the sleep. I found Lisa jumping on my dick with a smirk on her face. Jesus fucking Christ, this woman is everything. I'd never been woken up like this before, but a man can definitely get used to this. I sat up, wrapping my arm around her back and gripping the top of her shoulder from behind. I pulled her further down as I thrusted deep inside her. She moaned in pleasure, throwing her head back and exposing her delicate neck. I sucked on it, determined to leave a mark. "Davis," she whispered my name with a moan. I kissed her until I reached the hill of her breasts. I wrapped my tongue around the hardened bud of her nipple before I began to suck on it. She lost it when I swirled my tongue around her nipple. She swa
Lisa’s P.O.V. “So? When did this happen?” Liv asked me, taking sweet Abi back. She was asking about Davis and I. I could see Lucas was talking to Davis about something in the kitchen. They were keeping their voices low, letting me know they were more than likely talking about me. I smiled at Liv with the heat of my blush, staining my cheeks. “Not long. He saved me one day, and then he started to train me after I saw your fight. Things just kind of escalated from there.” “I am glad. He’s good for you, Lisa. Davis is a wonderful man, and this is the first time I’ve seen him interested in a woman. I am not going to lie, I thought he was secretly gay or something,” she laughed. “Really?” I did not know that Davis had been so conservative before me. I just assumed that he had many women. He is handsome beyond reason, any woman’s wet dream. How can he not have women falling over themselves to get to him? I am sure he did, but I guess he denied them all. “Yeah, really. I mean, I’
Lisa's P.O.V. "Where are you? You and Chris were supposed to be here 10 minutes ago!" Dad's voice boomed from the speakers of my car as I raced towards the restaurant, praying Chris was on his way. It's already been a week since Davis saved me from him that night. He made good on his promise, teaching me to fight and keeping me safe. I found myself staying at his house with dick buried inside of me all night, every night. I'd long since run out of my own clothes, using clothes Davis bought Izzy that she never wore. It felt odd being dressed in clothes he chose for his daughter, so today I had left the confines of his house and went to my apartment. I was getting clothes together to take back to Davis' place when dad called to remind me of Chris and my date with our fathers. I had forgotten that they wanted to meet with us every few weeks to see how we were getting along. I gritted my teeth at the thought of having to pretend to like Chris. I pulled into the parking lot, spotting C
Davis' P.O.V."Okay, so what do you need her for?" I asked Derek, holding Lisa's hand under the table. I had placed her on the inside of the booth so that she was squeezed between me and the wall. "I am hoping, if Lisa is willing, that she can find the information we need. She has access to areas that I just can't get into. If she can dig around and find what we're looking for, then we'll be golden." "No way, it's too dangerous. She doesn't need another lie or pretense to keep up around her dad. This will only make things harder for her." I was fuming at the thought of Lisa being hurt if he caught her snooping somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. "I won't get hurt. I snoop at my dad's office in the building often. He's pretty bad about keeping important things lying around. What exactly am I looking for?" Lisa leaned forward, resting her bent elbows over the glossy wooden surface of the table. Derek smiled at her response, looking at me as if to dare me to say a word. "You're loo
Lisa's P.O.V.Davis helped me find a tracking device that Chris had placed in my car. I have no idea when he did that, or how I didn’t notice. It kind of scared me, knowing he knew where I was at all times. He could have come to me whenever he wanted. Davis smashed the devices with his bare hands. I forget how strong he is sometimes with how gentle he treats me. Davis took me home after that, and we stayed wrapped in each other, trying to forget all about Chris. Thanks to that phone call, Dad will be coming to breakfast tomorrow with some ill-conceived notion of Chris and I. I am a little worried about how Chris is going to handle tomorrow. I am sure he’s going to do something, but I am not sure what. He is a very prideful man, and I humiliated him today. My only hope is that it doesn’t come back to bite me in the ass too hard. “What are you thinking about?” Davis asked me as his thumb continued to rub my arm lightly. “Tomorrow,” I sighed, unable to hold it back. “It’s going to be