~Roman~ I stood up, grabbing the leather jacket and duffle bag I always had with me in my car. “All the more she needs to learn her place. I’m with Viviana and if that will hinder her from fulfilling her obligations to the family, then we should cut her loose.” Detesting Lena for being unprofessional was out of the question. That line became blurry the moment I slept with her. There’s nothing I can do about that now. I am aware of how important Lena is to the family. She had done so much for us, and she had a particular set of skills that most of us couldn’t do. Being a seductress, she gets information none of us could get. That woman is made to seduce a man, and she’s fucking doing an exceptional job at that. Only, she also used those skills on me. “Did Viviana actu

~Viviana~Roman’s calculated movement turned ravenous in the blink of an eye. I gasped loudly as he kneaded my breast, one hand sliding down my front, cupping my sex over the fabric of my satin shorts.I jerked backward when he landed smack on my mound, eyes wide and gasping for air.Roman groaned. My movement resulted in my ass pressed against his solid bulge. His lips ghosted my ears as he asked, “Was it too much?”My mouth was suddenly parched, finding it hard to produce any word, so I shook my head in response. Neil and I had done spanking a few times. All of it was out of his need to control the sexual part of our relationship, but I didn’t like any part of it. I felt abused and used every time he’d slap my behind, but with Roman&hellip

~Viviana~Sometime in my sweet slumber, I woke up with the need of relieving my bladder. Still half asleep, I admired Roman’s body while he was lying on his back. The soft light of the night sipped through the open windows gleamed his immaculate body.Unlike him, I’m not that confident in my skin. Even alone, I always sleep with clothes on. Seeing our discarded clothes on the floor, I picked everything up and chose to wear Roman’s shirt over my panties. While I was setting his clothes above his bag, I felt something on the bottom of his duffle bag when I moved it further in the middle of the table.Fully awake now, I pressed my hand under the bag, biting my lip as I hesitated about what to do.Since mom and I were always alone, Dad made sure that I knew

~Roman~Lena’s words linger in my head like a virus waiting for my defenses to weaken and attack me right when I’m unprepared.This led me to show Viviana my gun; it was a test of her open-mindedness on how she would react knowing I own one.And again, she surprised me with her knowledge about guns. That was something Nico didn’t have in her background, and so was the fact that her father taught her how to use them and more.Although the risk of her keeping me at arm’s length was high, I was willing to take chances instead of leaving her in the dark. So I ended up giving her a hint about the Outlaws. It seems only fair to her to know everything about me. The life I have as the leader of a vigilante group; the danger of fighting off the criminals o

~Roman~Detective Gutierrez rescheduled the meeting in two weeks, not hinting why he’s playing hard to get. Seven days after our canceled meeting in the port, the irking feeling that something was up with the old man manifested itself.He was found dead inside his car on the side of the road headed home from his duty—gunshot wound on the head, clean shot, no evidence that the culprit used force on him.From where I stood on the police line, I could tell that he knew the killer. The driver’s door was open, one foot touching the ground as though he was in the act of stepping out of his car. One hand remained gripping the steering wheel, his head flung to the side, a bullet hole present on his temple, piercing through and through, creating a large exit wound.