“You know how hard it is to keep those bastards under control,” Matt said, rolling his eyes heavenward. “Fuck! The police are useless. Drugs and prostitution are booming in Las Vegas.”
“All you need to do is keep our turf save,” James said. “Make them understand we’re not to be fucked with.”
Matt laughed. “No need to worry.” He crossed one leg over the other. “It’s taken care of.”
“How’s Andy going with the infiltration?” James asked, his eyes dark.
“Good, I guess,” Matt said, shrugging. “Can’t we put him in another job? That boy’s too fucking tempting for most men.”
James laughed. “Come on, Matt, you know how it works. We need someone like Andy. Someone with the good looks and the brain, who still looks innocent and gullible enough to be lured and fall into a trap. He’s smart enough to look after himself.”
“James, I get it,” Matt muttered. “You don’t need to lecture me. He just worries me sometimes.”
James wasn’t surprised by that. Matt was falling in love with Andy, and he didn’t even know it. Come to think of it, James worried about Mia a lot, too, ever since she’d come into his life. Did that mean he’d fallen in love with her too? No. Not possible. Just not possible. It was just lust between him and Mia. That was all. And he worried about her because she was worth two million.
“Did you know about the darkroom?” Matt brought up another subject.
“I’ve heard rumors,” James said.
“Prostitution. Apparently, it’s going very well. And apparently, William attended one.”
James frowned. “William?”
Matt nodded. “He bought one too. Just the other day. Five million. She’s so fucking young. Like high school.”
“Jesus!” James swore under his breath. “I would have thought he’d stay away from shit like that.”
Matt shrugged. “You can never read him. Just like his old man.”
James agreed with a nod. “By the way, I saw Tory last night.”
“Oh?” Matt stood and headed over to the vast window that overlooked the city. “And?”
“Having dinner with him and the gang tonight,” James said. “Care to join?”
Matt chuckled. “No, thanks. I have my hands full tonight.” By that, he meant Andy. It was a pain in the ass having to watch over the boy every night while he worked. That private nightclub, reserved only for those with money, was notorious for wealthy mobs that wanted to do real business as well as drugs and prostitution. And his Andy was working in the midst of that fucking shit.
James didn’t press the matter. Matt and Tory never really got along, just as with him and William. They always rubbed each other the wrong way. Yet they were sworn blood brothers. They’d made an oath once upon a time—he, Matt, William, Tory, and Mark. Five of the toughest, richest boys in high school, who ruled the streets of Las Vegas. Now they were all the toughest and most ruthless billionaires.
“I heard Tory’s doing some business in Australia. The Gold Coast is apparently booming with tourists. You know, all the hotels and resorts.”
“Good for him,” James said. “What? Are you planning on doing business there too?”
Matt chuckled. “Not yet. Got my hands full just dealing with all the shit here.”
James didn’t doubt it was probably mostly to do with Andy. Putting that boy in that particular position, infiltrating as a waiter in one of the hottest clubs, was probably too dangerous for Andy, considering he was wanted by both the Mexican and the Albanian. He understood it worried Matt, but they needed Andy as bait to lure out the snake, the man behind all the drug dealing and the prostitution.
Heck, James understood without that sort of business, Vegas just wouldn’t operate. Sin City’s economy soared because of the drugs and prostitution, but at the same time, he believed both needed to be kept under control. And the police were doing a fucking shitty job of it.
The door burst open and a wild Andy stood there, staring at James.
Matt turned his eyes from the lovely view to Andy, a dark frown on his handsome face. “What is it?”
Andy took a deep breath and then said, “Mr. Maxwell, I’d like to talk to you about my sister.”
James sat there, expressionless, as he watched the boy stalk toward him.
Even though Andy was twenty, James couldn’t help but think he was but a mere boy. The slim build. The gorgeous face. The innocent demeanor. The whole lot. He was the type every schoolgirl fell head over heels in love with, the type rich cougars kept under their thumbs. Heck, when he and Matt had been sixteen, they’d had much more life experience on the streets and the world than Andy.
“Mia.” He got up from his seat and folded his arms across his chest. “What about her?”
“She just told me she signed a contract with you,” Andy began.
“Yes?”
“I’d like you to cancel that contract,” Andy said, staring at the other man, his face stern.
James cocked his head to one side. “Oh? And why would I do that?”
Andy held his head high and said, “I’ll take her place. Sign a contract with me. You can fuck me all you want and hurt me all you want. But I won’t let you hurt Mia.”
James just stared at Andy, his face unyielding and dark. Matt was flabbergasted and pissed.
“What the fuck are you going on about, Andy?” he roared across the room. He was fuming as he stalked to the younger man, his face dark, ready for the kill. He grabbed Andy by the chin and brought his face close.
Andy could feel his hot, angry breath and knew the man was more than livid. But he wasn’t going to let Matt stop him from protecting his sister.
“It’s none of your business, Matt,” he said coldly.
Matt sneered. “Like hell it’s not!” he said through gritted teeth. “What the fuck do you mean you’d let James fuck you all he wants?”
Andy glared at Matt and shoved him away. “I said it’s none of your business.” He turned to James. “Mr. Maxwell, sign a contract with me. I’ll be your bitch. Just please let my sister go. She doesn’t deserve this. Don’t you understand? She’s been through enough.”
“What are you talking about?” James asked, his eyes dark. “I’m not interested in a new contract.”
James turned toward the door, ready to leave. Andy, however, wouldn’t let him go just like that. He rushed around and intercepted the man before he reached the exit.
James“Please, Mr. Maxwell. Sign a contract with me.”James raised a brow mockingly. “I did, remember? And look where that got us.”Andy’s face flamed red, but he wouldn’t give in. “Please, let my sister go. She’s been through enough.”James sighed in agitation. “Look, Andy, I understand you want to help your sister. But it’s too late. It was her decision.”Andy shook his head. “No, you don’t understand, Mr. Maxwell. You just don’t. Mia doesn’t deserve this. She—” He stopped short, frustrated.Matt watched with interest while James frowned in suspicion.“What?” James finally asked. “She doesn’t deserve this? Are you claiming I’m mistreating your sister?”Andy snapped, “Yes. That’s exactly what you’re doing, aren’t you? I saw the bruises.”James raised a brow. “It’s just sex play. You of all people should know that.”Andy looked sick. “I know it’s sex play,” he said quietly. “I’ve experienced it enough to know. But Mia… She can’t handle it. She’s been through enough. I can’t stand seei
MiaThere was definitely something wrong about James. I could feel it in my gut. Though his face was as stern and expressionless as ever, I could still sense something was amiss.Once again, I took a peek at him, and instantly my heart skipped a beat. Gazing at that handsome man and standing so close to him in the small space of the elevator did nothing to ease my fascination and craving for him. My foolishness of molesting him in his sleep last night did nothing to soothe the sudden urge of wanting him the moment I’d seen him at the door just moments ago. Even though I did vow to myself last night would be the very first and last time I’d do such an embarrassing and naughty thing.But it was quite nice to be naughty sometimes. The feelings of just letting go and doing whatever you desired most were wonderful. Apparently, making love to James while he was still deep in slumber was one of those things for me.Even right now, all I wanted to do was to kiss him and throw myself into his
MiaThe moment I heard that voice, my stomach fluttered with delight and my heart did a somersault. Clutching the dress even tighter against my chest, partly to hide my nakedness against the arrogant man who appeared without invitation and mostly because I was nervous around him, I turned to look at him. I tried my best to look pissed, but I didn’t know if I could manage that. I really just wanted to throw myself into his arms, naked and all.“What are you doing?” I asked, my throat dryer than it should be.“Checking on you,” he said, leaning against the doorframe and folding his arms across his chest as if he had all the time in the world.I frowned. “I’m half naked here,” I said. “It’s the female changing room. I suggest you leave before Rose calls security.”He smiled, his eyes twinkling. “She won’t.”He sounded confident in his statement, which irritated me. I bit my lip and said, “You’ll be sorry when you get an ear blasting from one of those guys.”He laughed and came into the s
MiaI stared, wide-eyed, at the ten or so boutique shopping bags sitting prettily on the sofa and felt more than a little awed. Those were all for me. I couldn’t believe it. James had bought all those for me, those clothes I’d tried on three or so hours ago back at Fleur.After that unexpected, intense lovemaking session in the changing room, after I’d finished organizing myself into some sort of a decent girl who hadn’t gotten ravished by a billionaire in public, he’d purchased every single item given to me to try on, including, of course, some undergarments.And now…now he expected me to get ready for dinner? With him and Tory and his other friends? I suspected William was one of those friends mentioned.I made a sour face and thought it would have been nice if he’d told me earlier instead of just a few minutes ago before he left to attend to his business once again.I sighed and grabbed a bag. I peeked inside, and instantly my eyes brightened with delight. It was the pink dress I l
MiaWe were definitely late for dinner as we stepped into one of the fanciest Japanese restaurants in Vegas called Nihon Restaurant and Bar. Of course, after our quick sex session, James had himself ready in fifteen minutes, while I had to redo my hair and makeup and rearrange my dress completely.As we came through the door, a waiter greeted us. “Irasshaimase.”James nodded and simply said, “Tory.”The Japanese waiter understood immediately and politely ushered us up a grand staircase to the next level. It was very quiet here, with only the soothing, light music of Japanese instruments. The decor and lighting here were also designed in a very traditional Japanese style. The atmosphere was beautiful and relaxing.The waiter slid open a door and bowed as we walked in.“James,” I heard a man said. “Finally made it, eh?”“Mm-hmm,” James replied.As I stepped to the side, I finally realized who spoke. Darkly handsome, Tory came and gave James a manly hug and handshake. Then he turned his
MiaThe moment James shut the door to our hotel room, he said, “Take the dress off before I ruin it.”I glanced at him over my shoulder, a perplexed look on my face. “Excuse me?”He chuckled. “You like that dress, don’t you?” At my nod, he continued. “Or would you rather I tear it off you?”I understood the meaning behind his words immediately and blushed profusely. “How rude. You’re not allowed to destroy any more of my new clothes,” I said clearly.He raised a brow at me in challenge. “I paid for them.”I folded my arms across my chest. Heck, I knew I looked insignificant and small compared to him, but I wasn’t about to let him annihilate my beloved new garments, even though he did pay for them.He came to stand right in front of me and said, “Go on. Take that dress off.” He was lightly caressing my collarbone as he stared down at my cleavage. His fingers trailed down toward that area of interest as he said, “I can’t trust myself not to damage your new dress.”I swallowed. I was bec
MiaWhen I told Andy to have fun at work yesterday evening, when he’d kissed me on the forehead fondly and said, “See you tomorrow then,” I thought of nothing but the fact that yes, I’d see him again tomorrow. It’d be just like our life previously, when we used to live together, going about our daily routine. We’d been poor and struggling financially, but at least we were free and content.How naïve I was.I was still green in this cutthroat, dark, and dangerous world I’d just entered when I had decided to come here to the West Coast of America, first to Los Angeles and then Las Vegas. It was the world of James Maxwell, my brother’s creditor and, more recently, my master and lover.At first I had no idea why I suddenly awoke. I was a light sleeper, always waking up in the middle of the night, my eyes wide open as I stared at the ceiling in the dark, my mind alert and my body tense. It was hard to change old habits, especially when fear played a huge part of your daily life. When your
MiaJames cupped my face with his large hand. I wasn’t sure whether it was to shut me up or comfort me. I preferred to think it was the latter. At least I hoped it was.Warmth radiated from his body to mine, and I did indeed feel comforted, if only a little.“We’re looking for him,” he said.He pulled me into his arms, and I rested my face against his thick, muscular chest. I felt him burying his nose against my hair.I took in a slow, deep breath, inhaling oxygen into my lungs to calm myself, to think logically. James’ warm, masculine scent tantalized my senses, which only made me want to bury myself deeper into him. He made me want to entomb myself within him and never let go.“Go back to bed,” he instructed.Go back to bed? Like I’d be able to relax, knowing my brother was missing. God only knew what was happening to him now.Suddenly my mind flicked to the Mexican and the Albanian.I pulled back from James’ arms in a rush and said, “The Mexican! The Albanian!”James only stared do
MiaThe day had been long and exhausting for me, especially after James, Aria, and I had started that lunch with Liam, Scott, Eric, Alice, and Yuki. Then, of course, once we were done with that, Liam had suggested we stay for dinner as well since Alice, Yuki, Aria, and I seemed to get along so well. He had said that the sisters needed company near their ages, someone they felt comfortable with, since America was so new and different to them. Of course, I had fun spending time with the sisters, but I must say both Scott and Eric—well, mostly Eric—had behaved poorly, a side of them I had not seen before.Boy, was I glad we were finally home. After helping Aria bathe and dress, I lay beside her—along with Sammy and Alfie, who were being very nice and obedient, snuggling comfortably near Aria—reading them a bedtime story. When I finished the book, I tucked Aria in.I was about to kiss her good night when Aria asked, “Mia? Do you love Daddy?”That took me by surprise, and I blushed intense
MiaWilliam arrived to pick up Savannah at eleven that morning for their return flight to Vegas.After Savannah and I had hugged tightly, Savannah said, “You have to come to Vegas again soon.”Beside me, Aria was excited. “We can ask Daddy. He did promise to take me there soon.” She turned to her father standing not too far away. “Isn’t that right, Daddy?”James nodded. “Yes, sweetheart.”Once William and Savannah departed, James, Aria, and I went to have lunch with Liam, Scott, and Eric at the main house. Of course, I had no idea this was happening until this morning after breakfast when James happened to just casually mention it. And to be honest, I wasn’t exactly prepared for it. Wasn’t it like my boyfriend taking me to meet his parents for the first time? Which freaked most girls out because they had to give a good first impression. But then again, what was there for me to prepare for? I had already met Liam last night, after all.Aria seemed excited to see her grandfather again,
JamesThe moment their father appeared at the door, James knew for a fact that Eric wasn’t happy. He knew also that, soon, the youngest brother would bring up the subject of their father’s future young bride and demand details. Of course, James had no idea why Eric was so riled up about something this trivial. After all, their father was very popular with the opposite sex, regardless of age, and for him to tie the knot again, with a twenty-five-year-old woman at that, wasn’t all that surprising.Currently, they were drinking, nibbling, and chatting about various topics—social and business. They even talked about Herbert Weston and the Mexican mafia, which didn’t much interest James. To him, what was done was done. Of course, what really interested James was Mia.Fuck! He wanted to kiss her and make passionate love to her, but alas, he obviously couldn’t do that until everyone left.It was around midnight when Eric finally brought up the much-anticipated subject. Of course, James was q
MiaI dismissed the thought of my brother and Matt from my mind and headed into the bathroom to shower. When I was done, dressed in a lovely loose, long-sleeved blouse and trousers, my makeup lightly done, since my bruised skin was still too sensitive, I headed out the door.I found Savannah sitting on my bed, waiting for me.“Hey,” I said. “Sorry, I think I might have overslept a little.”Savannah chuckled. “No worries. I did that this morning as well. I was so tired.”I nodded. Of course, her having found out about my kidnapping had really scared her, and the whole situation must have exhausted her. Now that I was safe and sound, everything had just kind of caught up to her. I didn’t miss the dark circles under her eyes, either.I was so moved by the fact that she had been so good to me, especially since we had only been friends for a short time, that I gave her a tight hug again. “Thank you for coming all the way here and helping out.”“It’s fine, Mia,” Savannah said. “You’re my fr
MiaThe next day, I was finally discharged from the hospital, and James, with Andy tagging along, came to pick me up that afternoon. Of course, both men watched over me like mother hens as I slipped out of bed and began to get myself ready.I was just reaching out for the luggage to start packing when Andy said, “I’ll do that for you. You go and get changed.”I nodded and headed into the bathroom, a dress in my hand.While Andy packed my stuff into the bag Savannah had brought for me, James was in the bathroom, aiding me with getting dressed since my movement was slow. Of course, I didn’t mind the fact that I was half naked in front of him, in just undies and bra and my bare skin marked with dark bruises everywhere. After all, he had seen me naked last night when he was making love to me, albeit under the dimness of the wall light.“Raise your arms,” he instructed as if I were his daughter. I thought he was being very parental toward me.I smiled as I obeyed him, raising my arms high
MiaI was finally judged to be well enough to allow a proper shower by myself instead of the occasional sponge bath by the nurse, which, to be honest, was rather embarrassing to say the least. And of course, now that I didn’t have an IV line connected to me, it was even better.After retrieving a towel and the bathroom essentials that Savannah had considerately brought for me yesterday evening, I headed into the bathroom. I took my time brushing my teeth and cleaning myself thoroughly, and, of course, enjoying the warm water on my skin. By the time I was done, I smiled with glee at the fact that I now smelled like the Garden of Eden.After donning the undesirable hospital gown once again and putting on some night cream over my still lightly bruised face, I headed back out, humming to myself.“You sound like you’re having a fine time showering,” the night shift nurse, Laura, said, chuckling.“Hello there. Yes, it’s the first time in five days I’ve showered, so…”Laura nodded. “I can un
MiaWhen I woke again, I felt a lot better. The headache was gone, as was the exhaustion.After cleaning myself up for the second time that day, I returned to my bed with renewed determination. I will no longer allow the thought of Herbert Weston to affect me. I will not cry remembering the trauma he inflicted on me nor the distress he caused me—physically, mentally, and emotionally. I will be free from that bastard!With that, I settled myself to read some magazines Brenda had left for me, and it wasn’t long before lunch arrived. It was also around then that Andy appeared at the door again. With my mouth still full of food, I stared at him wide-eyed as he walked toward me.“Hey,” he said. “Feeling better?”I quickly swallowed my food and reached my arms out for him, begging for a great big hug again.Andy came over and took me into his arms as I wrapped mine around his torso.I chuckled as I raised my eyes to look at him. “I hope you’re not driving Matt crazy because you’re so worrie
MiaWhen I woke, my hands were resting on the empty space on the side of my bed, and I wondered why it felt so warm, as if someone had been there only moments before. I shifted my body and then inhaled deeply. The scent that was unique to James caressed my nostrils, and I smiled.He had been here, hadn’t he? Sleeping next to me. My heart soared at the thought, though at the same time, I was a little disappointed that he didn’t wake me when he had arrived. We could have had a little chat and kiss.“Good morning.” A nurse I didn’t recognize greeted me as she came into the room. “How are you feeling this morning, love?”I gave her a bright smile, my lips and mouth a little sore in the process. Obviously, my wounds had not yet healed properly. “I’m good. A little pain, but it’s fine.”“That’s good,” she said, grinning brightly. Then she came over to stand at the end of the bed and picked up my medical record. She quickly scanned over the documents, and a moment later, looking rather satis
JamesWhen James came in through the door after a long day at the office and headed toward Mia’s bed in the hospital that night, he found her deep in slumber. Standing by her side, he gazed at her long and hard, noting the bruises on her beautiful face. Fuck! He wanted those unsightly marks gone as soon as possible. The sight of them reminded him of Herbert Weston and what the bastard had done to Mia, and once again, he felt rage erupting in his being.For perhaps the hundredth time, he swore nothing like that would ever happen to Mia again. He’d protect her. He’d cherish her.For now, she looked peaceful in her sleep, but he knew it wouldn’t last long. Soon, it would start, the nightmare, as it had the past three nights. She’d start crying and screaming and begging in her sleep as that terrifying episode of her kidnapping returned to haunt her. She’d scream for Herbert Weston to let her go. She’d beg for him to stop hurting her, and fuck, but the sheer fear and panic in her voice bro