I sigh deeply, knowing how foolish I'm about to sound for staying with him so long. "He didn't want anything to do with her, even though he gave me no choice but to have her. Never changed a diaper. Never went to an appointment. Every time she cried around him, he'd threaten to 'shut her up' if I di
Isaac "So let me get this straight...the pathetic little club your wife ran off to has videos of you fucking other men who have wives and families?" My father's voice is low and venomous, every word slicing through me like a blade. I grind my teeth, keeping my head bowed. Telling him has been th
When has that ever been a good idea? "You've given me no choice," he growls, his voice growing harsher. "You've already proven you can't handle this on your own." He's right, but it isn't my fault. I didn't expect it to be this hard to get to Alyssa. It seems opening her legs for a criminal has
King "You'll regret this!" Gary Phillips, the police chief of Brookhaven, Oregon, spits through clenched teeth. I tilt my head, studying him through the eyeholes of my 'Call of Duty' mask. He dangles from the wall, stripped down to nothing but his underwear. Pale, flabby, weak—his chest heaves,
But she'll understand. If there's one thing I know about our girl, it's that she gets me. She knows I protect what's mine. And after what she told us, there was no way I wasn't going after this motherfucker. Mason sighs, pulling a small case from his jacket pocket. "Better get it wrapped up," he
Mason Watching King work usually makes me a bit ill. The way he seems to find a rhythm in destruction, precision in pain—it's more than most people can stomach. But tonight, as I stand in the dim light of the garage, I see something else. It's not just brutality. It's art, if you can call it t
Alyssa "Where have you guys been?" I ask, folding my arms as King and Mason stroll into the house at four in the morning. Their clothes are clean, too clean for men who've been out all night. I also catch the fresh scent of soap lingering on them. They showered before coming home. And with my bo
"You're such a fucking menace," I murmur, my voice trembling, caught somewhere between frustration and raw need. "And you love it," he says smugly. Yeah. Yeah I do. The tension crackles between us like a live wire, and I can't hold back any longer. I pull away, dropping to my knees before t
I snort. "Right. Glad we're so goddamn tight."He hums, thoughtful now. "Your obsession with King Sterling's bitch is gonna get you buried. Come back. We'll find Silas, clean this shit up, and maybe you'll start thinking straight again.""I'm not coming back." I snap. "Not without her."There's anot
LoganFor the first time in weeks, it's me when I wake up.No growling.No barked threats. No pressure pounding behind my eyes like War's trying to crack my skull open from the inside out. Just... silence. And the soft, steady beat of someone else's heart.Hers.Alyssa's curled in King's arms on
"Don't worry, kitten," he says, his voice like gravel. "I'm saving all my energy for tonight. You already gave me fucking blue-balls earlier. I hope you're ready to pay for that."I drag my thumb slowly across his bottom lip, watching his eyes flare."Oh, I'm ready, Daddy," I purr. "Don't hold back.
AlyssaWhen I finally come out of the bathroom, I'm not surprised to find Niko, Mason, and War already asleep.The motel didn't have side-by-side rooms available, and War flat-out refused to be separated from us—not after what happened. So he's on the pullout, and Niko and Mason are curled up togeth
TW: Nonconsensual sex/RapeSilasShe whimpers beneath me, clawing at the sheets like a trapped animal."S-Sir, it hurts," Jolene chokes out, her voice weak. Useless. I slam into her harder, fisting her thin hair and shoving her face into the pillow. "Shut the fuck up."Two blue pills have my cock s
I sit up, blinking the fog away as we pull into the lot. "Can I go with you? I need to stretch my legs." And fucking pee. Niko glances at King. "Fine. Five minutes," King says sternly. "Not a second more." Niko nods once. "Heard." "I'm coming with you," Mason says, already sliding the door ope
Mason soon returns to the car, a new pair of keys clutched in his hand. His face is unreadable, but tense. Something else must've happened. He opens the back door and grabs my hand to help me out. "Let's go. I'll fill you in on the bad news once we're out of here." My stomach plummets. Bad news
Alyssa We sit in the car, parked beneath the flickering lights of a gas station that looks like it's two seconds from giving out entirely. It's 2 a.m., freezing outside, and the only reason I'm not shivering is because Niko's got the heater blasting like he's trying to cook us. Mason steps out to
I brought this heat down on us.Fuck. King's gonna kill me.I drag their bodies into the bathroom, wipe down every surface I touch, and shut the door behind me. Then, I glance both ways down the hall. No doors opening. No screaming. The silencer didn't echo loud enough to stir anyone up. But my tho