After I'd stripped her down to nothing I took her over to the chair behind my desk and pulled her down in my lap. "I'm sorry she attacked you baby, I hope you know I would never let anyone harm you." How could I explain that I was complicit in this shit? That I had my own guilt to deal with where this situation was concerned? I didn't even know what the fuck was going through her head because she wasn't talking, and this was new territory for us. "Babygirl..." "Don't call me that you don't mean it, you chose her..." She started to fucking hyperventilate and scared the fuck outta me. "Baby calm down, I didn't choose her over you, please listen to me." I tried hugging her to me to get her to calm down. She wasn't having that shit; she stiffened up on me and tried to get off my lap. "Stay where you are." I held her even tighter, my guts in shreds because I'd hurt her and I hadn't meant to. How had I fucked this shit up so royally? "I hate you." I took th
"What the fuck?" she'd lost her damn mind, that's the only thing I could think of when she started hitting me and yelling about all the shit I'd done wrong. I tried wrapping my arms around her to calm her the fuck down, but her anger seemed to have given her added strength. I wasn't too fucking thrilled about some of the shit she was hurling at me either, seeing as how I'd spent the last three fucking days buried inside her and promising to make shit up to her, shit that I'd had no control over anyway because I'd been off fighting a fucking war and trying to keep her little ungrateful ass safe. "Fuck this." I lifted her off my lap long enough to unzip and pull my cock from my jeans. When I had my shit where I wanted it I sat her down hard on my cock. "Umph." I knocked the air out her ass as I fucked up into her hard and deep. She was still on her shit trying to fight her way off my dick. I got to my feet with her impaled on my cock and bent her over the desk.
She clung to me all the way to Law's, which took a few hours. I think she cried some back there, I felt the wetness hit my cheek when the wind was just right and my visor was up. I hated like fuck that this shit was happening, that we hadn't even had time to really get to know each other before shit went south. On the other hand I was proud of her for standing up, that shit was long overdue. And though I think somehow she knew she was in no danger from me, I was happy as fuck that she felt safe enough with me to do her thing. Now I'm gonna have to find a way to make this shit up to her, to show her what she means to me. I'd never given much thought to the balance in a relationship, I just always knew that shit was gonna be my way end of story. That shit was all well and good, but the crying and the hurt was not part of the fucking deal, that's where I draw the line. I signaled to the others who were flanking me that it was time for a stop. We pulled into the
Law and his crew were practically waiting for us at the gate when we got there later that afternoon. I took in the whole place at a glance and didn't see anything that would give me any idea as to what the fuck was going on Law, Brand, Clay, Kyle and their cousin looked relaxed and laid back. I relaxed a little then but not much. These men were all hard-asses each in their own right, I wouldn't put it past them to be holding shit close to the vest. "What's up brother?" We exchanged our usual hugs all around before Law turned to Jessie. I felt my hackles rise and had to remind myself that Law had his own woman and he was standing at least ten feet from mine. He must've felt my energy in the air because the ass grinned at me before reaching out for her hand. I couldn't hold back the growl that escaped but was quick enough to play that shit off before the others caught on. I'm so fucked. "And you must be Jessie, pleased to meet you finally." As he said it I re
She was in Law's house with his woman and her friends. I released the tortured breath I'd been holding until I got her in my sights. She was fine, still whole and smiling, no lingering sadness. Oh babygirl. I composed myself before stepping into the room. I figured the one she was sitting next to was the one she'd known from before. They all piped down when I came inside looking guilty as hell and babygirl had a red fucking face. Uh-huh, up to no good no doubt. I figured I owed her friend at least a thank you for what she'd done, and since my heart was beating normal again at the sight of my woman, I figured now was as good a time as any. "You the one who gave Law the heads-up?" I stood in front of the amazingly beautiful woman who had a hold of my girl's hand. "Yes, I'm Illyana, I can't thank you enough for rescuing her." "She's mine, thanks for looking out. Come here babygirl. If you ladies will excuse us." I took her just outside the door, not even wonder
I let her have her thirty minutes but as the sun was going down I knew I had to go take care of shit. I had no idea who all was involved in the shit Law had thrown on my plate today, but I knew from dealing with similar bullshit for the past few years, that it was usually a network of assholes spread out all over the place. Sometimes even reaching as far as other nations. "I've got a run to make baby." She pouted but didn't give me any shit. I'd taught her not to question that statement ever, and was glad to see she'd been listening when I was laying down the law in between fucks. "Don't leave this yard for any reason. From here to Law's place that's it. If you lose your fucking mind and forget those instructions come find me in the clubhouse so I can remind you. Now give me your mouth." I kissed her long and hard before releasing her on shaky legs. "Behave yourself." I left her with her friends and headed for my ride. I was pretty sure Law was gonna try and stop m
Now knowing that the ones I'd entrusted her to had put her in danger, had my temperature rising again, and just that easy my mood switched back to dark. "You said this fuck messed with Ty's girl? And he's still breathing? Those boys get soft stateside or what?" Didn't sound like the Ty I knew. I wonder how they got him to stand the fuck down? "Nope, I'm pretty sure his ass is still as hotheaded as yours, but we have to play this shit right. We don't know who all is involved as yet and how far it reaches. From what little those boys shared with me, there're some heavy hitters involved. I'll wait until they get here and see, but I smell a shit storm. And let's not forget there're about two hundred girls in there that we have to account for before this shit is all said and done." What he was saying made sense, but it went against the grain to let this shit slide for even a second more. She was safe now that's true. No one was gonna get anywhere near her that'
I didn't know any of the other faces staring back at me thank fuck, but they were still someone's kid, so he had me there. There was no way of telling if they'd already been snatched, or if they were still home tucked up warm in bed, with no idea that their lives were in danger. The book was obviously a few years old because of the wear on the plastic, and the fact that I knew babygirl's picture was at least five years old. Whether that was a good thing or not remained to be seen. It was painstaking work, running each one through the system, because some of them weren't in there, unless they'd committed a crime or some shit. So there was no real way of knowing since there were just numbers in the book with their stats listed. Lately though, or in the last ten years or so, some states had been making it a law that you had to have your kids taken to a local precinct to get printed and photographed. With technology being what it is, there's a lot you can do with that