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All Chapters of Little Bird: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Ace ushers me to a quiet corner, his gaze gives me a solid once over as he places his hands on my shoulders. “Breathe, Little Bird. You are here with me and I won’t let your uncle touch you.” He says in a low and grim voice. Inhaling deeply, I nod my head as I slowly register everything he is saying. “I hate that he has this effect on me,” I whisper, fighting back the torrent of tears threatening to escape past my tear ducts. “He’s mad… furious. I can hear it in his voice, and I know that if he can get me alone for even a minute, he will inflict a world of pain onto me.” Lifting my trembling hand, I place it over my racing heart and I close my eyes, counting to four. “Flynn won’t get the chance to corner you, Birdene.” He says through gritted teeth and I open my eyes to look up at him, realising that he has used my given name for the very first time since I have known him. And I can’t help but like the way it rolls off the tip of his tongue. “I want you to turn around.” Turnin

TWELVE.

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It’s been about three long and excruciating hours since Ace started to lead me around the room. Introducing me to multitudes of people who reek of money and power with a heavy dose of danger and chaos. Everything Ace said about this being a gala held for the underworld moguls was the truth. He wasn’t lying about my grandfather being in the Mafia either. And I don’t know how I feel about my grandfather any more. I'm confused and I feel like such a fool. How could I have not known? All these years I thought he could do no wrong in my eyes. Turns out, he had left a path of destruction in his wake during his younger days. He had a fascination for blood and sending his enemy's bodies home to their loved ones in pieces. Like… Jigsaw pieces. Who the fuck does that? The look of shock that blazed brilliantly in everyone’s eyes whom I had the displeasure of meeting as Ace introduced me to them as Birdene Black was evident as hell. They all asked the same questions, and I couldn

THIRTEEN.

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I turn my body around to face him. The feeling of having my back to him feels like I am offering it to a predator.He is. A. Predator.Adorned in an Armani navy-blue suit with a silk black tie peeping out of his suit jacket. The man who has been watching me all night stands before me with a psychotic look piercing his blue irises.Desperately trying to swallow the lump that’s lodged in my throat, I cautiously walk sideways; needing to create as much distance as I can between us. My fingers struggle to get a firm grip on the basin to help keep me upright as they shake, uncontrollably.“You’ve been watching me all night,” I state firmly, letting him know that I’ve noticed him doing it. “I don’t know who you are or what you want from me. But I can guarantee you that I'm not the person you are looking for.” A cruel tremor rides my voice as I speak.His left eye twitches and I yelp when he rushes toward me, clamping one hand over my mouth. His other hand firmly wraps around the base of m

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A delicious shiver crawls up my spine as his words slowly begin to sink in. The thought of Ace losing control when he is buried deep inside me makes me wet. I can feel my growing arousal pooling in my panties, and it won’t surprise me if he and Blake can smell it as I lower the flimsy material over my hips.Ace steps forward, snatching my panties from my grasp, and he brings them up to his nose, closing his eyes as he inhales my cunt scent.“You smell just like you taste.”Walking towards Blake, he crouches in front of him and shoves my panties in Blakes’ face. “I’m a greedy bastard when it comes to my things. I don’t like to share. But just this once, I’m willing to let you in on why I refuse to share, Birdene.”Blake hesitantly leans forward with his eyes burning into Aces’ and he inhales deeply through his nose, eventually closing his eyes, too.A feeling of repulsion licks my feverish flesh. When Ace did it. I swear it was one of the sexiest acts I've ever seen or experienced.

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ACE.I quicken my pace as my balls start to lift and harden. I’m close. So, fucking close that I can feel the last restraint of self-control I possess vanquish.Her pussy grips me like she was perfectly crafted for me.I’ve never felt anything like this.Like there is a strong connection between us when our bodies are joined.I could stay like this for eternity. If I had a soul, I would gladly trade it in a heartbeat. There is no point in having a soul if you plan to be a sinner for the remainder of your life, right?“Oh… fuck, Ace…” My Little Bird cries out in a throaty gasp.I can feel her on the brink of orgasm as her pussy walls suck the life out of my cock. Leaning forward, I wrap my hand covered in blood around her throat and crush my lips against hers, claiming her cries of pleasure for myself.I shove my tongue down her throat, stealing her breath away as I cum, shooting my release inside her, hoping that she can taste it on her lips the second I pull out.This wasn’t how

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Little Bird/Dream Shadow

ACE. As he swallows, I slap his cheek twice in succession then rise to my full height toying with the cuff links on the sleeves of my shirt. “Mr Ripley, your special order is ready.” I cast my gaze to the doorway to find Ana standing there with an ice pack in her hand, and I raised my brows at her, silently questioning her where the rest of the order was. “It’s waiting on a table by the dance floor.” I nod my head then turn to look at Birdene. She is still sitting on the counter looking at me with wide, questionable eyes. My gaze shifts from her eyes to her neck, which is stained with a crimson handprint. Lowering my eyes to my hand that’s now sticky with my blood, “Little Bird, I need you to follow Ana,” I say as I reach her, turning the faucet on and washing my hands. “She will help you get through what is about to happen next.” I continue as I turn the faucet off and dry my hands with a cotton towel that’s sitting in the corner of the counter in a neat pile. “Ohhh… okay,”

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Little Bird/Dream Shadow

I allow this Ana woman to lead me out of the restroom as I swallow past the hint of pain between my thighs. I follow her not because Ace demanded it. But because she has a gentle aura encircling her. And I can seriously feed off that right about now before I allow everything that’s transpired to register.Placing the ice pack on my cheek, I sense Holden hot on my heels, and I discreetly turn my head to glance at him. His features are as passive as always and when our eyes collide, he curtly nods his head before he returns his focus to the people in the room.“Here, take a seat,” Ana says softly, gesturing to a single chair facing the dance floor. “Can I have a look at your cheek?”Lowering the ice pack, her gaze scans my cheek, which doesn't sting as much as it did moments ago.Her face contorts into a frown and she reaches into the front pocket of her bartender's apron, extracting a small jar. “This is tiger balm. I’m going to rub some on your cheek to help with the inflammation u

EIGHTEEN.

Little Bird/Dream Shadow

As the limo leaves through the back alley behind the hotel, Ace shifts in his seat to look at me. He adjusts his perfectly knotted tie, his arm brushes against mine as he does so, causing me to suck in a deep breath.I try to ignore my acute awareness of him being so close to me as it sparks a hint of desire to drill into my bones, knowing what kind of pleasure his hands can produce.He doesn’t utter a single word while he intently watches me, and the longer he stares at me, the more uncomfortable I become under his gaze.There is so much I want to say to him. But I have no idea where to begin or if he will give me answers to the questions that are currently charring the tip of my tongue.But I do know this. Tonight’s events will forever be scorched into the back of my mind, and part of me just wants to curl up in bed with the hopes that this is all some crazy nightmare.Blakes’ last statement to me about my father risking his life to get me, my blood is precious and my rightful bir

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Little Bird/Dream Shadow

As Holden closes the door behind me after I enter the room that I share with Ace. An icy chill surfs the fine line of my spine.The room is quiet and empty.I’m not a huge fan of being left alone during the night.The thought of being claimed by the darkness is pure torment.It’s usually the time when my anxiety wants to make a surprise appearance, leaving me to feel isolated, and totally worthless.I suppose that’s to be expected when you can almost count how many times you left the villa on your fingers and toes after celebrating your sixteenth birthday.Granted, I was no princess locked up in a tower waiting for her prince charming to come and rescue her.There is no Prince Charming in my world.Only beasts who claw and fight their way through the masses to get to the top.I was always told that I was a prize. A treasure to be cherished.But I know the truth. I’m just an object to be used and abused as one sees fit to.And now, I’ve been sold to the highest bidder.A titter is tor

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Little Bird/Dream Shadow

ACE. Sucking on my upper teeth, I loosen my fists and settle back into the chair I occupied upon his arrival. Placing my left foot over my right knee as I lean back, “tell me more about this drug.” I demand through gritted teeth, knowing that I’m about to break my vow. “I can do one better. I can show you.” Pulling out a small vial from the inside of his jacket, Ismail holds it between his fingers. “This beauty right here is called Delilah. The high is out of this world and the come down… there’s no cotton mouth, dizziness, or shakes.” Removing the cap, he sprinkles some of the black powder on the back of his hand and uses the pad of his finger to smear it across his skin. I lean forward with my eyes growing wide when the powder begins to turn candy apple red, glowing under the laser lights. “It sure is pretty,” I admit, playing with my zippo, impressed. “The quality?” “Pure.” “And it can’t be cut?” “No, it’s been carefully crafted, and I heard the sources' pharmacist spent a

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