All Chapters of Driven Hearts: Driven by Desire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Fury and pride ripped through Soloman as he stalked out of the mess that had once been Merchant's beautifully furnished lobby entrance. Now, instead of dealing with this shit, as the boss should, he would have to go find his own personal Houdini woman and explain to her exactly what he meant by stay in the fucking bedroom. Goddamn was she ever a handful. And she'd stolen another fucking vehicle.He threw his cigarillo into the gutter and flung open the door to Roman's '69 Mustang. Soloman was starting to to run out of his own cars. Without being asked, Roman drove like a demon, running lights to get them to Riley's garage. Their guy had spotted her pulling his bike into the lot thirty minutes earlier. Soloman already had three men sitting on the shop ensuring her safety. And making sure she didn't pull another disappearing act on him before he could get his hands on her."Gonna mess her up?" Roman grunted from the driver's seat.Soloman turned his face slowly to look at his right-ha

He couldn't help himself, he laughed too. He genuinely laughed. For the first time in as long as he could remember. Maybe for the first time ever. This was how he knew Riley was special. She pulled things out of him no one else was capable of. Taking her arm in a gentle grip, he helped her stand up.He watched her carefully while she attempted to right her clothes, then he reached out and took her hand. "Time to go," he said, tugging her toward the door.She resisted, digging her feet in. When he glanced at her, she shook her head. "Soloman, can we just talk for a second?""No need to talk," he growled, tugging harder on her hand until she stumbled against him. Some of the satisfaction he felt at having her suck him off left to be replaced by annoyance at her constant resistance. "You know where I stand. Now walk out the damn door and get in the fucking car. If I have to carry you, I will make sure you regret it later. I have things to take care of. Things I had to leave unfinished

Riley immediately lifted her head from where she'd been moaning and licking his neck in abandon. "Stay the fuck away from the garage," she moaned, nipping his ear. "You dent another one of my cars and I'll castrate you."He ignored her order and stabbed the code in, releasing the side garage door. She began struggling in his arms when she saw his intent. "No, Soloman, you'll wreck one of my beauties!"He took a fistful of her hair and brought her face up to his for a heated kiss, spearing his tongue into her mouth. She took a moment away from her protest to return his kiss with enthusiasm, wrapping her arms around his neck and rocking her hips against his flat stomach. He reached behind his neck and gently untwined her arms. She moaned in protest as he lifted her away from his body.Her sexy moan turned to a screech of horror when she saw exactly where he intended to set her down. "Oh no you fucking don't! We'll knock it over! I want to keep this one forever! It purrs like a kitten.

Riley immediately got over her revelation and decided how best to use it to her advantage. She would tell him exactly how she felt about him before he could beat her or do whatever evil thing he planned on doing to get Shank's name out of her. He hadn't pushed for a declaration out of her since admitting his feelings in her garage. Her dark, sinister man had simply waited and watched, giving her time to come to her own conclusion. He wasn't going to let her go. Presumably he had all the time in the world, anyway.And if that didn't work, she would distract him with mind blowing sex until he forgot what he wanted from her. And if that didn't work, she would make up a name and send him on a wild goose chase. Unfortunately, as an avid fan of The Simpsons, the only fake names she could come up with on the spot were Max Powers and Hooter McBoob. Somehow, she didn't think those names would throw him off the trail for long.She showered, washed her hair, blow dried it straight and pulled it

Riley didn't know when she fell asleep, or maybe she passed out, but she woke up to the rush of cool air on her overheated skin and blinding light. She moaned and lifted a hand weakly to shield her eyes. She began to realize she might be severely dehydrated when her hand refused to obey and only flopped beside her. She rolled her head and squinted as a shadow fell over her prone body."Ah my sweet angel, sorry you had to go through that," Shank said, reaching for her sweat-soaked body. She flinched away from him, but he wrapped one arm easily around her legs and another under her back.Her head lolled as he hefted her out of the trunk. Her fuzzy brain tried to decipher how long he'd driven with her in the trunk, but she couldn't seem to think straight. He cradled her against his chest, nuzzling his lips against her sweaty hairline. She wanted to shove him away, but her body just refused to obey."So fucking pretty, Reaper," he groaned in her ear, licking the sweat from her skin. She