“That was my thinking, but, as you can imagine, Carter and Broadway shot me down. They want them close.”
Of course. Neither one trust anyone but me and Koby to keep their girls perfectly safe. We’ll be behind the wall, watching them on the monitors the whole time.
“Besides...” Koby muses, raiding my fridge. “If Jax is a distraction and Noretto’s men raidScarlett, we’ll need backup. Sending away all our available soldiers is not a good plan.”
A softclickfrom the hallway has both our heads snapping toward the kitchen door. Bianca’s footsteps echo through the apartment, sending my pulse into overdrive.
I fucking hope she’s not wearing the almost see-through, spaghetti-strap night dress I caught her in last week.
Hell, I hope she’s got anything at all on because she fell asleep in my arms completely naked.
Anotherclicktells me she’s gone into her bedroom.
“What time are we meeting inScarlett?” I ask, summoning Koby’s attention.
“Seven. Jax is coming over at eight.”
I nod, glaring at my coffee cup. This game has been going on for too long now. It all started with one desperate man’s bad decision. A man who’d sell his soul to the devil if it meant his wife would live.
His decision knocked the first domino. But the others aren’t in a straight line, toppling over one after another. This is anintricate maze. Every fallen piece knocks down three more that spread in different directions.
We’ve reached the point where nothing and no one is safe. The power is spread out between all the players. No one has the upper hand.
Carter and Grey both have the evidence.
Noretto’s under Grey’s thumb.
Vaughn’s fucking unpredictable.
I don’t know what he wants most. Whether it’s Hailey, Bianca, or Carter’s head. Maybe all three. Maybe something else.
It could be freedom. He reduced himself to a puppet the moment he took Grey’s first bribe. Maybe he wants his old life back. Either way, whatever his endgame, Vaughn’s proved how much he’s willing to sacrifice.
He betrayed Hailey once and almost lost her. Then he did itagain. I wouldn’t put anything past him. Noretto’s power hungry. Hailey said that, while he kept her prisoner, he talked about Dante. He said,“Every King must fall from grace.”
Grey wants Carter. His power, his connections, his allies.
Something has to give. Someone must die soon, or this will only get worse.
“I have a bad feeling about this,” I say, running a heavy hand down my face.
“So do I, my friend. So. Do. I.”
28
Bianca
My legs are weak as I stand under the shower in Ryder’s bathroom, letting the warm water wash the soreness away.
The most satisfying ache is between my legs. I love that I can still feel his cock inside me hours later.
But my pussy’s not the only sore spot. I feel his touch all over. My thigh muscles are on fire thanks to the angle at which Ryder positioned my legs as he powered deep inside me. My calves hurt, thanks to the near-cramping sensation in my quivering legs when he made me orgasm.
Repeatedly.
My nipples are sensitive from his greedy mouth, my clit still a little swollen. Even my scalp tingles where he tugged my hair.
Last week, I considered that hard fuck against the kitchen cupboard the best sex of my life. Now, I can see how wrong I was. Last night was mind-blowing. He altered my brain’s chemistry with his cock, his hands, his lips, and his words.
