She thought she was safe in his world. She was wrong. When her curiosity pulls her into danger, he knows there’s only one way to protect her—by keeping her close. Too close. She’s off-limits, but the temptation is impossible to resist. Every glance, every touch ignites something darker, something undeniable. Now, enemies are closing in, and the line between protection and possession is disappearing. Once he claims her, there’s no turning back. In his world, rules don’t exist—and she’s about to find out just how far he’ll go to make her his.
View MoreSix Months Later Vincent The last few months had been chaotic, but now, a calm sense of peace had settled over our lives. It felt almost surreal—like the calm after a storm so violent it had threatened to tear everything apart. For the first time in what felt like forever, I could breathe without the weight of uncertainty pressing down on my chest.The FBI investigation had finally wrapped up, taking with it the tension that had shadowed every step I took. With Rico and his men gone, their reign of chaos nothing but a memory, Leonel had skillfully taken the fall, diverting any suspicion away from me. It was a masterful move—one that came with risks—but Leonel had played his part so seamlessly that even the most seasoned investigators hadn’t batted an eye. As a gesture of gratitude (and maybe just a touch of humor), I sent him a case of his favorite energy drink along with a lifetime supply of Doritos. It was a small price to pay for his loyalty, though I had no doubt he’d been as
Bella nodded, looking satisfied. “Alright, now that we’ve got that out of the way, I’m starving. What’s for dinner?”“How about we order in?” Jennifer suggested.Bella’s mood lifted, a grin spreading across her face. “Pizza?”“Pizza sounds great,” I agreed, grabbing my phone. As I placed the order, a sense of relief washed over me. The hardest part was behind us, and Bella’s acceptance—despite the playful teasing she’d thrown my way—was more than I had hoped for.“So, Damon,” I began, leaning back in my chair. “He’s treating you well?”Stay calm. You’ll have your conversation with him later.Bella nodded, her enthusiasm clear. “He’s great, Dad. He’s strong, protective, and really cares about me. Plus, he’s got that bad boy vibe, which is kind of irresistible.”Alright, maybe a more serious talk is coming…Jennifer laughed, nudging Bella gently. “I get it.”I made a face, and Bella laughed. Mischief sparkled in her eyes as she turned to me.“And you, Dad? How’s it going with Jennifer
Four weeks laterVincent I watched as Jennifer shifted uneasily on the couch. Her eyes met mine for a brief moment, revealing the anxiety brewing within them. She was nervous, and honestly, so was I.Today was the day Bella was coming home from her program abroad, and we had to tell her about us. It was something we were both dreading, and for good reason. Bella was fiercely protective, and the thought of explaining everything to her felt overwhelming. But I knew I couldn’t keep something this important from her for too long.We weren’t that type of family.I moved closer and sat next to Jennifer , gently taking her hand in mine.“We should tell her together,” I said softly, squeezing her hand. “She deserves to hear it from both of us.”“I know, but I’m scared, Vincent . I’m afraid she’ll hate me,” Jennifer admitted, her voice shaky as she bit her lip, her gaze dropping to her fingers that were intertwined with mine.I sighed, running a hand through my hair.“Bella can be intense s
“See something you like?” she asked, her voice husky and teasing.I groaned, nodding as I reached for her. She came to me willingly, her body pressed against mine. I claimed her mouth, our tongues tangling in a heated kiss. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I lifted her, her legs wrapping around my waist as I pressed her back against the marble tile.My cock throbbed, desperate to be inside her. She rolled her hips, her pussy slick and hot against my thick length and my hips bucked.“Jennifer ,” I growled, breaking the kiss.“Take me, Vincent ,” she breathed, her voice filled with desire.“I should put you to bed,” I groaned as she rocked her hips again, driving me crazy with need. I wanted to slip inside her, feel the viselike grip of her pussy clamping down around my cock.I didn’t want to be gentle.I wanted to claim her, mark her, and make her mine.She kissed my neck, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin.“Don’t stop,” she murmured, her hands gripping my shoulders
Vincent The adrenaline from the fight was fading, leaving a dull, throbbing ache throughout my body. The ride home was silent, the steady hum of the bikes’ engines filling the air. It was a comforting noise, drowning out the chaos of my thoughts. I glanced at Jennifer , her face pale and tired, but her eyes still burned with resilience. She was tougher than I had ever imagined.When we finally pulled up, I climbed off the bike and helped her down, my hands lingering at her waist longer than necessary.“Let’s get you inside,” I said softly, my voice low as I guided her toward the house.Inside, I led her to the living room and gently lowered her onto the couch. The soft glow of the lights illuminated her face, highlighting the streaks of dirt and the faint smudges of dried blood. My chest tightened at the sight, guilt washing over me in waves.“Are you alright?” I asked, kneeling in front of her so I could look her in the eye.She gave a small nod, though the exhaustion was written al
Anthony stepped forward, his voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. “It’s over, Rico . You’re outnumbered and outgunned. Surrender now.”Rico ’s sneer faltered for the first time, a flicker of fear flashing in his eyes.“You really think this changes anything?” Rico growled, though his voice lacked its usual confidence.Vincent stepped up beside Anthony , his grip firm on my hand. “It changes everything,” he said coldly, his words carrying an air of finality.Rico ’s gaze darted around, assessing his dwindling options. His eyes briefly met mine, and I could see the desperation etched across his face. With a frustrated growl, he raised his gun again.And chaos erupted.Anthony ’s men unleashed a barrage of gunfire, the sharp crack of semi-automatics tearing through the night. Bullets whizzed past, and Rico ’s men fired back in a futile attempt to hold their ground. The bikers moved with practiced precision, taking cover behind their motorcycles and returning fire with deadly
The cold night air stung my skin as Rico ’s men escorted Vincent and me out of the warehouse. They shoved us toward a dark van idling nearby, its shadowy outline blending into the night. My instincts screamed for me to run, but when Vincent cleared his throat and gave a subtle shake of his head, I stayed rooted beside him.My heart raced, and my palms felt damp with sweat. I glanced at Vincent , and the warmth in his eyes steadied me, if only slightly.At least he was here.“It’ll be okay,” he murmured softly, his voice a calming balm against the chaos around us. “Stay close. I’ll protect you,” he added, his words meant for my ears alone.“Enough of that!” Rico ’s sharp voice cut through the air, laced with mockery. He strode toward us, his smile cold and taunting. “Save the sweet talk for when you’re not at my mercy.”They forced us into the back of the cargo van, the metal floor icy against my knees as I climbed in. The door slammed shut behind us with a metallic clang, plunging t
Jennifer “Vincent !” I screamed, but my voice was drowned out by the chaos erupting around us.I watched in horror as the guard swung hard, sending Vincent crashing to the ground. My heart seized in my chest.No. This couldn’t be happening. He couldn’t be hurt—or worse, gone. He had to be okay. Desperation gripped me, and I fought against the panic rising in my throat. I needed to get to him, to make sure he was alive.Rico ’s cold laughter sliced through the air like a blade. “Looks like your knight in shining armor isn’t so indestructible after all.”My hands curled into fists, my nails biting into my palms. I refused to let fear consume me. I couldn’t just sit there, tied up, while everything fell apart. Gritting my teeth, I started twisting my wrists, trying to loosen the ropes cutting into my skin. The pain didn’t matter. Freedom was all that mattered now.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rico yelling orders to his men. He wasn’t paying attention to me—he thought I was helpl
The basement felt unusually cold as I leaned against the wall, watching Anthony closely monitor Luca.I needed a plan, and I needed one quickly.I took out my phone and dialed Leonel ’s number. It rang twice before he answered.“Vincent ,” Leonel said, his voice laced with concern. “What’s happening?”“I need your help, Leonel . We need to expose Rico ’s real operations and clear my name. Can you get me everything you can on his current location and activities? We need solid evidence to turn this around.”I needed everything to corroborate Luca’s story. I had to gather all available information before making any moves. I had learned the hard way not to act without knowing all the facts.“I’ll see what I can find,” Leonel replied, the sound of keys tapping in the background. “But this won’t be easy. Rico ’s been careful. If he’s really involved with North Korean operatives, we’re dealing with international matters, and that complicates things.”“I know,” I said, running a hand throu
Jennifer Clayton I shouldn’t be thinking about my best friend’s dad.It was completely off-limits, yet here I was, doing exactly that. Again. Like I hadn’t already had this same battle with myself a hundred times.It didn’t start out as anything major, but I guess that’s how these things go. Innocent moments that didn’t seem like much at the time—a quick exchange of glances across the dinner table, the accidental brush of our fingers when we passed a dish at Thanksgiving, the way his voice wrapped around my name, his accent smooth and intoxicating, as though each word were a gentle caress meant just for me.Those tiny moments should have been meaningless, but they weren’t. Each one burrowed deeper into my mind until he became the star of my daydreams, the person I couldn’t stop thinking about before falling asleep at night.Every. Single. Night.But it wasn’t just those moments or even his voice that had me so hooked. It was the way he paid attention when I spoke, the way his pierci...
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