Clenching my jaw so tightly I feel my molars crack, I explode, my cock jerking as ropes of sticky white come hit the wall and drip down the tile. All I can do is stand there, my chest heaving, and my heart racing as exhaustion overcomes me. Sleep isn’t an option right now, not when I have to meet up with Nick.
Releasing my cock, it falls limply against my thigh. Slowly, my breathing returns to a normal rate, and I finish showeringbefore turning the water off and stepping out. I dry with one of the fluffy towels hanging from the rack.
When I’m done, I toss it to the floor and walk back out into the bedroom, stark-ass naked. Rose is still in my bed,ourbed, sleeping, her head tipped back, her lips parted. Even asleep with her hair going in every direction, she is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Of course, my cock decides to stir to life, and I’m forced to put my clothes on and grab my stuff before I’m tempted to crawl back into bed and between her legs.
I press a soft kiss against her forehead before I walk out of the bedroom, closing the door behind me. Descending the stairs, I spot Daniel, one of my men, walking toward the kitchen. He is still young and in training, but someday he will be a great collector.
Clamping a hand on his shoulder, I stop him dead in his tracks. He twists around to face me, a scowl on his face, which drops as soon as he realizes who it is that’s stopped him.
“Rose is upstairs in my bedroom. Do not let anyone go in the room, and do not let her leave the house. If something happens, call me asap.”
“Of course, sir,” he gulps.
“This goes without warning, but if you hurt her, lay a single hand on her, I will kill you.” I don’t even have to think about the threat. I’ll do whatever I have to, to protect her.
Daniel’s eyes bulge out of his head, but he nods, nonetheless. I give his shoulder a tight squeeze and then release him. No point in scaring him further, he’ll spread the word to the rest of my men and if anything happens, which it shouldn’t, but if it does, he’ll call me.
“Make sure she’s got breakfast too,” I tell him heading out the front door. Guilt gnaws at my insides, but there isn’t anything I can do about it. If I stay upstairs with Rose, I’ll ravage her alive.Take and take until there’s nothing left to take. I want her badly, and I’m consumed with need, consumed with want.
We need space, at least for her. It won’t be good if I’m tempted to take her again so soon, especially after having her for the first time last night.
Pushing the guilt away, I walk out of the house and straight to my SUV. My men will protect her with their lives. Without looking back, I pull out of the driveway and head to the strip club to handle business.
When I arriveat the club, Nick is waiting in my office, sitting back on the leather couch, his feet up and resting against the table. I shove them off the table and shake my head.
“You’re late, boss, and I’m tired, so I was taking a little nap,” Nick tells me.
I snort, “Napping on the job, you think this is a daycare or something?”
He shrugs and sits up, stretching his arms over his head, “If you’re done complaining, maybe I can give you the dirt I found on her family and Drake?” I shove down into my chair and sigh. I’ve been waiting to hear about Drake, and Rose’s pathetic foster parents since she told me about what happened to her. I promised that they would all pay, and I have every intention of making sure they do.
“Well, pull the cock out of your mouth and tell me.” I grin.
“You’re an asshole…” he shakes his head, “I shouldn’t even tell you if you’re going to be a dick.”
“Tell me, or I’ll find someone else to do your job.” Nick blinks slowly, and I continue, “Friends or not, that girl means the fucking world to me, and if I can avenge her and make certainshe doesn’t suffer anymore, or that her pathetic foster parents never talk to her again, then I will. You can either help, or I can find someone else, what’s it going to be?”
His features go from shocked to serious in about a second, and yes, I know I’ve given my feelings about Rose away, but it was bound to happen one way or another.
“The foster parents needed money, apparently, caring for kids doesn’t pay much, and it seems like that’s the only reason they foster at all. They had planned to sell Rose to Tony, but when he never showed for the meeting, Drake became their only option. He took her, gave her to you, but because he didn’t sell her, the family got no money. Apparently, Tony just made a payment to your girl’s family, telling them that he would find her and that the deal was still good.”
The blood in my veins boiled with every word he spoke and my muscles shook as the need to destroy something burned through me.
“That fucking bastard,” I seethe. He had fucking balls coming into my business, trying to buy her from me, without thinking I would question his motives. There was no way in fucking hell I was going to let that bastard get his hands on her. She was mine, and I was hers, and I would kill anyone I had to in order to protect her.
“Take care of theparentsand find homes for any of the other children. Leave Tony and Drake to me.”
“Tony has disappeared. I had a couple men trailing him just to see what he was up to, but he kind of fell off the map. We think we might know where he’s hiding, but it’s not a sure thing.”
I grunt and grip the edge of the desk because it’s either grunt or rip this fucking place apart. I’d have to get him to come out of hiding if I wanted to make him pay, but doing that would mean I’d have to bait him.
“What about Drake?” I ask in a clipped tone.
“Drake’s pimping girls left and right, and he still owes us the remainder of his gambling debts. Did you want me to have one of the men bring him in?”
Drake would be a nice distraction while I waited for Tony to pop his head out.
“Yeah,” my lip curls, “make sure the men know he’s mine. I don’t want him bleeding out when he’s brought in. I’ll do that part.” The beast inside me was bursting at the seams. He wanted out, to inflict violence on all the fuckheads that had hurt or let down his sweet Rose.
