All Chapters of Kiss It Better: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

“Well, ah—” She licks her lips, her eyes darting around. Oh, little rabbit, it’s too late now. Your destiny has already been decided.“I’ll get you a drink.” I trail my fingers down her bare arms, wanting to feel more of her softness. When I reach her hand, I take it. “Come,” I order, not waiting for a response. I don’t need one. This is my club, hell, my fucking city.“Heels!” she squeaks, almost falling again. I grab a hold of her, pulling her to my side.“Champagne,” I bark at one of the bartenders and nod toward my upstairs office, which overlooks the whole club, before I practically drag the small thing toward it. I ignore the quick, hidden glances I receive from a few of my men. I can’t blame them; this isn’t something they’ve ever seen me do.It’s not till we’re in my office that I release my hold on her. The door closes behind us. I’m finally able to relax a little, knowing she’s trapped now.“Whoa.” I watch as she does a small spin. The dress she's wearing, which hits mid-thi

“I don’t have time for this,” I grit out at Nikolai. I don’t know what’s gotten into him over the past few weeks. I know why I’m in a shit fucking mood. “I thought you'd gotten your temper under control.” Nikolai was a very angry boy when I found him. Everything had been taken from him.“I did.” Nikolai wipes the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing blood on it. I stand there and wait. “They had it fucking coming.”“They?”“There were three of them.” Sergio speaks before Nikolai can. Of course there were. One would be too easy for him. The boy always loves a challenge. He should be careful. That can come back to bite you in the ass. I thought I knew that lesson myself. That is, until an innocent little rabbit unexpectedly entered my life. Then fucking hopped right back out.“They might have had it coming, but we both know you went out in search of a fight.” Nikolai doesn’t deny it. If he knows one thing, it’s to never lie to me.“Keep your ass in the house tonight,” I order.“I

What the fuck am I doing?That one thought plays on a loop in my head. I'm unable to think clearly as a result.“Follow,” I order one of my men as I enter the house, not letting go of Jessica. “And stop looking at her!” I bark. Jessica startles with a small jump. I bite my tongue to avoid soothing her. She’s a traitor. One of them. A vixen who was sent to be my undoing. I’m on to their game now.I lead her up the stairs again, not thinking, and straight to the end of the hallway. I throw open one of the double doors, pulling her into my bedroom.“Don’t try to leave this room.” I release my hold on her. She just stares at me with those wide, innocent eyes.Ones I now know are not so innocent.“Do you hear me?” She nods her head, only pissing me off more. I want to hear her speak. “Say it.”“I hear you, Callahan.”Oh fuck. That sounds too good. My dick jumps to life, thinking about her moaning those words.“You’ll call me Scarfoni.”“Yes, Scarfoni.”I don’t care much for that either. I

When I wake up, it’s to an empty bed. That's not shocking; it's been that way for the last five days. I huff a breath, my frustration getting the better of me. Why am I even annoyed? It should make me happy that the big, old sexy jerk isn’t around. The man I met that first night was so different from the one who kidnapped me.The only time Callahan seems to be around is in the middle of the night. It’s not like he tries to even talk to me. I usually wake up to him sliding my panties down my legs to make a feast of me. No words are ever exchanged. I can still sense an anger and a coldness to him, as if he’s fighting some sort of inner battle and losing. Regardless, each night he comes to give me pleasure, never taking anything for himself.Once he’s exhausted me with orgasms, I usually drift back to sleep. Sometimes, I wonder if it was real or if I dreamed it. I toss the covers back to see that it wasn’t a dream. My panties are gone, and there is a faint red irritation on the inside of

The second the SUV stops, I’m out, heading straight through the front door. I have a decent idea where she’ll be. I’m almost at the entrance of the kitchen when I hear a soft giggle. I stop in my tracks and listen. Another one floats through the air, causing a mix of emotions to run through me.I step over the kitchen threshold and see Jessica at the kitchen island, preparing something with Emma. The moment Jessica sees me, her smile drops. She goes utterly still.“Rabbit.”“Scarfoni.” She licks her lips.“Callahan,” I correct her, making her little nose scrunch up. When she doesn't understand something, she does it. “Leave us.”Emma is fighting a smirk. We’ll talk later. That woman is lucky I love her like a mother. “Sal.” I call him before he can go. “No eyes.”“Got it, boss,” he says, leaving us alone.“Ah, what are you doing here?” my little rabbit asks.“I live here.”“Right.” Jessica worries her bottom lip between her teeth. “I guess I’ll go back?—”“You’re not going anywhere.”