"This is some quality work, Nik," Turo said as he read over the copy of the printouts of her dossiers on de Silva and Cavendish. She rolled her eyes. "Meaning you're surprised a woman could do such work?"Turo smiled, shook his head. "Not at all. I simply appreciate a job well done. No matter the gender of the person providing said job."Nik's face lost the hard edge. Her chin dropped slightly. "Then you're welcome."Turo nodded, smiled. "We have copious amounts of pictures of Cavendish. I'm assuming since none are included in the files, that none could be found on de Silva." He made it a statement instead of a question. Nik nodded. "The only picture I found, and it still wasn't a solid match, was a group of girls, maybe four or five of them altogether. Her name was on the tag, but no face to one of the girls."Turo smiled. "Then we shall work to uncover de Silva's identity.""Brea-brunch is ready," Willow called. Everyone stood up. The men all went to the far side o
I dabbed my napkin at Ryker's wrist. Angry at the drop of blood. Angry for my part in drawing it from his body. But I was also elated. Never had I felt more cherished or accepted than when he finished the oath. I knew that he'd done it for me. For us. Before I could do anything about the feelings that were trying to swamp over me, I felt his phone vibrate in his pocket under my hand. I jerked a little at the unexpected sensation. He chuckled as he reached into his pocket.Pulling out the phone, he glanced at the screen without putting it above the line of the table. I looked up into his face. Where I expected annoyance, I saw terror flash. "Ryker?" I asked. All conversation around the table stopped. I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I watched my man. "There's been a hit," he said softly, his voice threatening to break. "I need a TV. Now."I pushed up, ignored the pinch in my leg. I tried to race across the room, but was soon overtaken by Mas. He hit the button on th
Angelo pushed me to the side as he and all of his children rose to their feet, guns drawn. "Show your hands or die," Turo shouted. Two hands slid through the opening in the door. "Seriously?" I heard a familiar voice say. "I'm just here for Ryker.""That's not a good thing at the moment. Step through," Turo ordered. The shockingly white hair of one of my few friends peeked through the opening. His fierce blue eyes were narrowed as he pushed the door open slowly. "I'm Foster Ambright. I've got a meeting with Ryker.""Stop moving, Foster Ambright," Turo said as he took a step closer. He looked at me. "Know this guy?"I nodded. "That is his name. And we do have a meeting." I turned to my friend. "How the hell did you get up here?"Foster's brow furrowed. "I walked? Was I supposed to run? Or fly?"Turo sneered as he put his gun away. "Where were the men? Did you get stopped on your way up?"Foster shook his head. "Like a victory tunnel? No. No bouncers, no shylocks, no
Ryker slid into the driver's seat. I had no idea where we were going, but I did know no one was happy about abandoning the lofts. Momma and Papa were in one of the cars with Nik, Turo, and Mas. Tali, Rafe, Nico, Jessa, and Foster all crammed into another car. Ryker had demanded Foster ride in the other car even though we had plenty of room. He pulled Foster aside and spoke directly into his ear. When he pulled away, Foster nodded and went to the other car without argument. "What's going on?" I asked. Terrified of the answer. Terrified to not know. Ryker swallowed. The sound thick in the silence. "We're going back to the bunker."I pulled on the door handle. I couldn't go back there. Couldn't. Nothing in this life or the next would make that a place I could ever go. Ryker pulled the car over. Yanked me into his arms. "He's not there. He can't hurt you. I'll protect you, baby. I promise. Nothing is going to happen to you."I shook my head against his chest. My thoug
I eased her against the console as my inner demons woke. They blasted through the vault I kept deep inside. I'd been done with true pain. The pain to hurt others with. The kind that crippled and damaged.And I just used it on the love of my life. I stomped on the gas pedal. We had to get there. I had to get her to Jessa to make sure she didn't suffer too much damage. I hadn't done it in so long, I just prayed to her goddess that I hadn't bungled it. The body was such a tricky machine. One wrong move here, a little too much pressure there...it could be catastrophic. "Please be alive. Please be alive. Please be alive," I chanted it as I raced towards my own destruction. She was going to hate me. Push me away. And I wasn't going to be able to let her. I couldn't let her go. Not now. Not after everything that had passed between us. I hadn't been lying that there would come a time when she would probably hate me. I just hadn't imagined, even in my worst nightmares, that it would
I choked back the bile at seeing the room again. Seeing the blood stains on the floor from the last girl was trying to turn me into a slavering mess on the floor. I pushed it aside. I had bigger fish to fry and his name was Ryker Fucking Penn. Tali helped me push the loaded up hospital bed out of there. I didn't care where it went, I just couldn't have it in here. Jessa came running in. "Whatever he did, whatever he's trying to do, don't let him get away with it, Willow. You can do thi-" she stopped talking. Looked around. "What are you doing?""I'm getting my man back, that's what. I need a clear space that he can't escape." I shoved equipment at her. "Take this to Nik. Surely she can use it for something." Jessa nodded, gathered up more gear. "Can't escape? Does the door lock? How do you know the door locks?"I shook my head. "I just do. Make him come in here."She nodded. "I will." She grabbed my free hand. "You can do this, Willow. If anyone can get through to him, i
She was a goddess. Stretched out before like a gift I hadn't earned, I knew my mistake had been in letting her withdraw in the car. We were born for each other. Made and crafted to be the missing piece the other needed. I wasn't going to spit in a deity's face. Not again. I would lay out my cards, force her to accept them, and then we could skip, walk, dance, race each other to hell. I smirked as she glared at me. I could almost hear her shrill voice as she spat more angry words. "You know my father was an asshole." She went still beneath me. "He beat me. Beat my mother. What you don't know, is that he forced me to beat my mother." I voiced the words that condemned me to hell. "If I didn't do it, my beatings and hers were ten times worse. He became more sadistic the older I got. Seemed to think that because he could cow me into hurting her, that he was a big strong man."I looked into Willow's eyes. Saw the acceptance. The willingness to listen. To absolve. To comfort.
The predetermined knock Tali and I had set up-the same one we used in the hospital a couple weeks ago-sounded against the door. "All good, Tali. He came to his senses," I called out. She sighed again, the sound heavy even through the door. With a grating shhh noise, the key appeared on the floor on our side of the door. Tali thumped the outside of the door. "Dammit. I want to shoot someone! Why is everyone stealing my fun?" I grabbed the key, unlocked the door. Pushing it open, I looked in her eyes. "I don't know, babe. Does Foster need a good cap in his ass? I'll help get him running in the right direction."Her bottom lip sticking out, she shook her head. "No. He was actually really nice on the way over here. He called the news station." She looked at Ryker. "They didn't run a story about your mom."His fingers clenched into my waist. "Thanks, Tali."She nodded. Narrowed her eyes as she glared up at him. "Get a shirt on, for crap's sake. I don't know what happened on t
I crept along the rooftop. The target was staying in the long term suites across the road. It was our first night, and it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders the farther we got from New Trenadie. The next moment, I crashed to the roof's floor. "Damn it." She snickered. "Still a sucky spy, Raphael." She slid her body over mine.I sucked in a breath. Nodded. Hell, I practically begged her for it. But without words. When she got that tone, my words were not necessary. She smiled. "I'm not going to beat you to death. Nor am I going to stuff you into a padded room." She bent down, flicked her tongue over my lips. "But I will tie you up, spank you, flog you, fuck you, and then make you do it all over again. My dick went to iron between her legs. Her laugh was husky. "I'm keeping you, Raphael. Do you understand me?"My heart settled. Skipped a beat. "Yes, Mistress."The end.
My phone dinged with a new incoming text message. Considering my phone had been going off since the wee hours of the morning with Willow and Ryker announcing the baby was finally coming, I was tempted to just shut it off. But it could be something important. And since Angelo and I were at home with the other babies, it fell to us to make sure we kept everything running as it should. I grabbed the phone. Unlocked the screen. A video message popped up. Raphael and his girl, Nia. Their heads mushed together to get into frame. "Momma, I have to leave. But I wanted to tell you I love you. And thank you for everything. I will let you know when I get back." Nia smiled. "I'll keep him safe, Momma. I swear it.""Bye, Momma," they said together before they ended the call.I smiled even as tears filled my eyes. Angelo looked up at me from his spot on the bed. He was restrained, a ball gag in his mouth. I held the crop up high. "Our last baby is finally happy, Angelo." I s
Two weeks later I glared at the woman on the table. "I still don't know why I have to be here. I barely know you."Willow snorted. "Because you're scarier than anyone else in my family. And I don't want those doctors trying to get all bitchyyyyyyyy." Another contraction hit her. She clamped down on my hand hard enough that I thought I was going to need surgery to remove the bones from each other. And this little firecracker had more strength inside her than her grip would show. Raphael had told me some of her story. She'd told me the rest of it. A ritual the Amatucci women apparently indulged in was something called Girls' Night. Really it was a bunch of drinking, talking about sex, and watching movies while we ate enough of Willow's confectionaries to give ourselves diabetes. Willow blew out a breath. "Ryker can't handle seeing me in this kind of pain, so he has to stay out in the lobby with the rest of them. You're second chair." She panted. Demanded some ice chips.
Three days laterWalking into my parents house when they didn't know I was alive was a risky thing. A multitude of crappy things could happen. Not the least of which was Momma killing me for real this time. Or Papa crying. Or either of them fainting."Go on," Nia said as she shoved me forward gently. "You're already here. Just go into the kitchen. Nik said she told them to wait for her in the kitchen."I nodded, felt my palms go clammy as my breath backed up in my lungs. This could go terribly wrong. So fucking horribly wrong. Man up, Si, that no longer too small voice said inside me. Since I'd been actively listening to it more, he wasn't so easy to shut up. Even when I wanted to. Thankfully, the nasty bitch who lived inside me was getting fainter. Although he could still throw a temper tantrum to beat a two year old. "I'm right here. And I'll be right here the whole time. They've waited long enough, Raphael." She nudged me again. Even as bile rushed up the back o
We all stood in the kitchen, guzzling water by the gallon. I hadn't been this dehydrated since the last time I got in trouble at Petter Manor. But at least this time it was due to happy tears and reunification. Raphael sat and watched it all. Just absorbed it. But he never got so far away I couldn't touch him. That I even needed to touch him still blew my mind. But I wasn't going to question it. He helped steady me when it felt like everything inside me and around me was bending and flexing too fast for me to catch up. "What are your plans for tomorrow?" Liam asked as he finished his third glass of water. "Tomorrow is the gala. I'm going to string Anders up-the guy who had you kidnapped again. I'm going to tell everyone the Petters have been blackmailing and abusing and paying off that the Petters are dead and gone. That they're all on watch." I studied Liam and Lilly. It blew my mind that they had gone into the government side of this dirty world. That they willingly put t
Nia came over to me while I was helping drag some bodies away. "Hey Raphael, can you come with me, please?"Foster grunted at me as we got the body up on the catering cart. "Go. I've got this." I nodded, turned back to Nia. "Sure, Nia." She took my hand and we walked from the room. Her hand was trembling in mine. It was only the slightest degree, but it might as well have registered on the seismic scale. "You good?" I asked her softly as we walked down a set of stairs. She said nothing, made no movements except to keep walking. I pulled her to a stop. Made her look at me. "Are you good?" I asked again. Her eyes were wide, as if she were trying to stave off the tears. "Amelie and Anton..." she blew out a breath. "They're t-""The only two people you love in this world." I smiled sadly. "I know, Nia."Her eyelids fluttered shut as a tear escaped down her cheek. Her breath was shaky as she exhaled. "I got them away from here. Put them in with a good woman with a hu
Day before the gala "Charlie team in position," the man's voice came through the little earbud I wore in my right ear. I kept a tight hold on my fear. My relief. My heart. All of the planning, all of the tears, all of the arguments. It all came down to this. "Delta team in position," Raphael said through my ear. "Foxtrot team in position," another voice said. I still wasn't quite sure who was who by their voice, but I'd done an okayish job of remembering names and faces. The fact that I had a team full of women with me made me like the Amatuccis even more. They didn't discriminate. If someone had the skill and the drive to join the security teams, they were given a position. "Estrogen team in position," I said. A series of clicks came through the earbud. I'd made a single joke about Echo team being full of vaginas. They called us the Estro team now. Since we were collectively badass, I didn't really care what they called us as long as it wasn't disrespectful. "A
Her babies? She had kids? I shook my head. Knew there had to be a different story, but I needed to get her back with me to learn it. I set her down on the chair. Pushed her head down between her knees. "Breathe, Nia." I made my voice hard. As hard as I dared when all I wanted to do was cuddle her up and carry her away. Nowhere was my fierce and strong Dominant. Right now, she was a broken, hurting woman. I would hold her together until she could find herself again. Ivan came rushing into the room, his gun drawn. He lifted it to the ceiling when he saw what was going on. One of his brows rose in question.I gave him a brief rundown of what I knew. Which was damn little. I shrugged when I was out of information to share. Mas came hopping in behind Ivan. He didn't have a weapon, but he did have concern etched on his face. "Who the hell are you?" a voice said from behind me. I whirled around, putting Nia behind my body as I faced the threat that shouldn't be there. A
After rushing through the shower and the delicious meal that Raphael put together for breakfast, I walked into the space Ivan and Klara had set up for me. Everything was as I left it, but that didn't mean a whole lot. Especially in a place I didn't control one hundred percent. Brushing the weird vibe away, I walked to the computer. Booted everything up. Once it was up and running, I went through my process of accessing my cloud accounts. Jasper had set some up for me that weren't the typical commercial kind. Luckily, I'd memorized the process, or I'd be up a creek with zero paddle at the moment. A ReadMe file was highlighted when I got all the way into my account. I right clicked, read through the metadata how Jasper showed me. Recognizing his signature, I opened the file. Ms. Flower~I've attached all of the information I could find re Cucumber Butt and Pretty Mean. You'll find them in the associated files.I snickered at Jasper's sense of humor. That kid was a genius and