I’m cut off by the sound of a very distinct moan, quickly followed by a second one. Horror lays siege to me as I grab Viv’s hand and haul her around the corner of the barn. FindingCillian Doyle balls deep in my sister is the shock of the century.What the fuck is Ash playing at?!“You fucking bastard!” I shout, dropping Viv’s hand and racing toward them.
Grabbing Ash’s ex, I go to town on him, pummeling him with my fists. He lets me at first until he sees my determination and starts fighting back. But he’s no match for my aggression. I swore to myself if Cill ever came near my sister again I’d kill the fucker, and right now, I think I could.
Cillian lands a few punches to my face and my stomach, but I’m lost to blood lust, pounding him into the ground until Vivien kisses me, dragging me from my murderous rage. When Cillian shoves her and she falls to the side, I’m ready to kill the prick.
Helping Viv to her feet, I shove her behind me and face off with my ex- best mate. “You cheating cunt! You stay the hell away from my sister, and if you ever touch my girlfriend again, I’ll fucking kill you!” I roar.
“You’re a crazy bastard, O’Donoghue.” Cillian sways on his feet, spitting blood onto the ground. Lifting his shirt, he dabs the blood on his face with the hem “I let you have the first few punches because I deserved those, but you don’t get to threaten me, asshole. Your sister wanted it. I’ve done nothing wrong.”
“Except cheat on your wife,” Viv says in a clipped tone.
“This is nothing to do with you.” Cillian jabs his finger in her direction. “Butt out.”
I lunge for him and grab his shirt, ready to go another round with him. How fucking dare he speak to my girl like that!
“Let it go,” Viv says. “This ends now.”
“Like fuck it does,” Cillian yells. He waves his finger in my face. “I’ll have you arrested for assault, you prick.” He hugs his stomach, wincing in pain, and I hope it means I broke a few ribs.
“I’ll have you arrested for trespassing,” Ash shouts, finally finding her voice.
Vivien steps right up to Cillian, wearing the fiercest expression on her face. “You will not press charges against Dillon. If you even breathe a word of what happened here today, we will go straight to your wife and your parents and tell them you’ve been stalking Ash for months and you forced yourself on her today when she was stoned and incapable of pushing you away.”
She’s magnificent, and I’m in awe of her. It’s a despicable threat. One I know she’d never follow through on. Not after the things she endured. But fuckface doesn’t know that.
“That’s bullshit,” he splutters. “No one will believe you.”
Viv thrusts her mobile phone in his face. “I recorded you,” she lies. “Whatever the circumstances, it shows your wife you were cheating on her. And if ruining your marriage isn’t enough, I’ll ruin your fucking career too. I’ll email this to your boss. I’ll post it on social media. I’ll destroy your reputation.”
I want to rip her clothes off and worship at her altar for eternity. She’s incredible, and I’m so fucking hot for her. No girl has ever gone to bat for me like this, with the exception of my sister. Viv’s loyalty is a thing of beauty, and my heart mushrooms behind my chest. I can’t believe she’s stood up to him like this for Ash and me. She can’t know how much it means to me.
His eyes narrow suspiciously. “Who are you?”
“I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” She takes another step towards him, leveling him with a warning glare. “Don’t fucking push me, Cillian. I can ruin your life like that.” She clicks her fingers.
“You’re all fucking mad,” he snaps. “And you two are a match made in hell.” He points between me and Vivien.
I take that as a massive compliment.
“Leave,” Viv demands. “Don’t say a word about Dillon or Ash. Not if you value the life you’ve got.”
“Crazy bitch,” he mutters, and I see red again. Before I can throw myself at him, Ash and Viv are dragging me back.
“Well, that was fun.” Viv’s tone is laced with sarcasm as she looks between me and Ash. “We should do that again some time.”
“Bloody hell.” I crush her against me. “Is it wrong I’m turned on right now?” Nothing gets me hotter than my girl jumping in to defend me.
She was fierce, and I’m melting into a puddle at her feet.
As long as I live, I’ll never forget the way she had my back today. There aren’t many people who have done that for me, and she’s just earned my undying loyalty for life.
37
AGE 20
Vivien is so engrossed in her book she hasn’t realized I’m indulging my inner paparazzo and snapping tons of pics. She’s curled up on the sofa in her place, wearing a cami top and leggings, with her feet bare and her hair up in a messy bun. There isn’t a scrap of makeup on her face, and her skin is flawless perfection where the sun highlights it through the window. I wonder if the blush staining her cheeks is from the heat of the sun or whatever filth she’s reading. Ash has been loaning her some of the smutty romance she reads. Not that I’m complaining. I’m more than reaping the rewards.
My girl looks a little overheated. I should do something about that. I’m smirking to myself as I shove my phone back in my pocket. I tiptoe in my socks to the kitchen, slowly and carefully opening the freezer part of the fridge. Sticking my hands inside, I wait until they’re nice and chilly, and then I creep back into the sitting room. My little American beauty hasn’t budged. Viv is thoroughly sucked into whatever she’s reading, and she doesn’t hear me approach from behind.
