All Chapters of Jersy Bad Boys: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Here,” Angel says, pouring me the last of the unfiltered saké.It’s sweet and delicious, and I accept the small glass.“Thank you.”We managed to eat our way through an entire tower of sushi and sashimi delights. They seemed to know Angel here, and we didn’t even have to order.The head chef came out to greet us when we first got here, and they exchanged a few words in Japanese, which shocked the shit out of me. But I didn’t ask any questions.Truth is, I don’t want him to brush me off. So I just sit and wait.He’s attentive, which isn’t really new. But the setting is.I bite my lip, thinking about how Angel held my hand the whole way to our table. He is the perfect gentleman, something I didn’t expect from the big brutish man.I kind of like this side of him. And I know I shouldn’t. That I should keep my guard up. But it’s so damn nice to go out with a good-looking man whose attention seems all for me.This place is expensive and exclusive. There are beautiful people filling

Hours laterAll night long I’ve had my libido on a low simmer, but as we ride together in the elevator, it comes roaring back to a rolling boil.“Angel,” she says my name, but I shake my head.She closes her mouth as the cabin opens. I nod my head at my guard, and I take her arm, leading her to the front door.I can’t let her speak. Definitely can’t hear her say my name. If I listen to that husky voice of hers, I might come in my pants.My heart is thundering inside my chest like hooves of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. Something is about to change.My entire world. And it all hinges on whether she says yes. I slam the door shut and turn her by her arm to face me. I’m not gentle. I can’t be.“Angel, I⁠—”“Shh. Don’t say anything, Little Doll. Just answer one question for me,” I interrupt her.She nods, eyebrows raised expectantly.“Will you let me fuck you tonight?”It’s crude.It’s lewd.I know it, and judging from the way her eyes widen, she knows it, too.She des

“Okay,” I say, and bite my lip as he joins me on the floor of the ridiculously large bathroom.“It’s just, I know we haven't talked about it, but maybe we should,” I hedge and again I feel like a moron.Safe sex is not something anyone should take for granted. I should have had this discussion before I ever touched him. And I am not proud I haven’t.“Talked about what?”Oh my God.I can’t believe I am going to say this. But whatever. I’m an adult and if I am going to have sex with a man, I should be able to talk about it, right?Just fucking spit it out, Sisi.That’s what he said.Shut up, I tell my inner asshole voice.“Okay, so, we've been a little careless about protection,” I begin.“Protection,” he repeats.“Yeah. I mean, um, you know, condoms,” I say, and I watch his jaw tense as he grinds his teeth.“Koukla—” he starts, but I won’t let him finish yet.“Angel, I know we don’t have labels for what we’re doing, and I am not asking you for anything. I don’t expect us to

I know I got shit to handle. Issues to deal with. Problems at work that need solving. Like finding the motherfucker who keeps attacking us.But not today.Today, I surprise Giselle with this trip to the New York Renaissance Faire.It’s a weekday, so it’s not as crowded as I imagine the weekends are. But after the past few weeks of really getting to know her, I think I have an idea of what kind of things Giselle is into.This is her first time here, and I feel stupid proud to be the one to take her. I don’t know why. But it’s something I’m learning to accept.The emotions this woman conjures from the depths of my dark soul are things I never felt with anyone else.Like obsession, devotion, happiness.Fuck.I can’t stop thinking about her. I want to be with her all the time. Want to see her smile. I swear, sometimes her smile makes my heart stop.This isn’t like me. Taking time off to play hooky isn’t something I normally do. My position as Enforcer is demanding. I’ve got to be

I fidget with my phone, glancing at the screen for updates.Giselle is at her parent’s apartment, checking in on Resa today. Her sister called and told her she and her boyfriend had the flu or some shit.Koukla is such a fucking sweetheart, she made a big pot of soup herself and insisted on bringing it over.Warmth rushes through me as I picture her taking care of me like that.It’s weird. I never had that. But I want it.I am so fucking obsessed with this woman.Still, I worry. I was supposed to go with her, but then I got called in for a meeting. I wanted to tell her no. But that would be crazy.I might be obsessed with the woman, but I’m not crazy. So, instead of me, she took six heavily armed bodyguards with her. My top guys.It’s the only way I can bear to let her out of my sight. Especially after the news I get at this meeting.“The aftermath of taking Sanchez down is turning into a problem, Boss,” Luc says.“How so?” Nico asks.“Small time players thinking about takin