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‘The, the, P, Pilot, requests that, that, er, all, er, phones are switched off.’She finally managed to stutter and his lips curled in cruel amusement.‘Does he now? Well you go back there and tell the Pilot he can go fuck himself. This is my jet and I will do whatever I fucking want on it. Go on, tell him my exact words and then get your tight little ass back here.’She did as he asked scurrying forward to speak to the Pilot and Morningstar smirked as the jet began to taxi down the runway and was soon in the air cruising toward Texas. When the seatbelt light came on the Stewardess returned standing in front of him obediently; he glanced across at Mervon and found she had stopped crying and was watching him with hate filled eyes.‘That’s right little firebird, watch how a good girl gets treated in my MC.’He drawled and without looking at the poor Stewardess he ordered her to strip; she did so without question and when she stood in front of him trembling, not sure what she was suppose

Carragher was impressed with the way Morningstar arranged a ‘hospital’ room so quickly; within the hour, he had his men carry the unconscious beauty into what could have passed as a private room in a hospital. Every surface had been scrubbed with antiseptic to sterilise it. A high-end hospital bed stood in the centre with every monitor he needed, an IV tube set up and waiting to be inserted, and CCTV cameras covering every corner so she could monitor from a distance. He watched as two of the MC bunnies came into the room and undressed her, washed her prone body and then dressed her in a hospital gown.‘Where on earth had he got all this stuff?’He thought but knew better than to ask; if he did not know, he could not tell anyone, and he preferred to remain in ignorance where that young woman was concerned. If he was honest with himself, he was loath to do what Morningstar was asking of him; forcibly aborting her unborn child went against everything he had been taught. He had been so pr

He stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his eyes on hers as they wheeled her out to the next room that he had set up as an operating theatre. A sick smile played on his lips,‘Soon he would have everything he wanted.’His eyes gleamed at the thought. From the moment he first set eyes on her, he had coveted her stunning beauty, and once this operation was over, he was going to claim her. He already had his men heating the newly made piece of metal. It said simply,‘Property of Samael Morningstar.’It was going on her lower back, just above her cute little ass, and when it was healed, he intended to parade her around the compound so everyone could see her ultimate humiliation. He also intended to have Maverick there, on his knees, hands tied behind his back, his prisoner. His grin widened as he expanded his plan. He would hold him down and force him to watch while he fucked her hard, planting his seed deep inside her.‘That would be such a fucking turn on.’He thought, destroying

They had got the message, knowing it was far better to keep their distance than intimidate him further, and he developed a kind of love/hate relationship. He smuggled their drugs and guns for them efficiently and without question, and they paid him top dollar for his services, but when they tried to make overtures of ‘friendship’ to Maverick, he pulled away and threatened them with exposure. They knew not to take him on; he had made them understand the consequences if they did so, so they left him alone.He carried her into his compound, up the stairs and into his room, laying her gently on his huge king-sized four-poster bed, kissing her forehead as he covered her with the soft cashmere throw. Mervon barely moved, still under the influence of the anaesthetic they had given her. She snuggled into the pillows and dropped straight into a deep sleep. Maverick smiled down at her. She would sleep on and off for the next few hours until it wore off completely.‘Keep your eyes on her. No one

A portly older Police Officer said, holding out his arm to stop him getting nearer, but Maverick ignored him, ducking under the tape and looking at him.‘Yes, I can. I happen to be that woman's husband.’He snapped back at him as he headed towards the police standing around, looking over the bridge.‘Hey, hey, stop.’The four officers stood chatting, turned to look at him as the Officer behind him shouted for him to halt.‘That’s far enough.’One of them approached him before one of the others put out his arm and stopped him.‘Hi, Maverick. Why are you here?’All five of the Police Officers were now staring at him inquisitively.‘Hi, Jack. The reason I am here is that the woman out on the ledge happens to be my wife.’They looked dumbstruck, and if the situation had not been so worrying it would have been amusing.‘Your wife?’Jack said, shocked, and Maverick nodded.‘Yeah, and she’s four months pregnant with our first child.’He added, and this time the Officers frowned.‘Pregnant? A