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Aiden,I sat at the back of the car, and the window rolled down as I took a long drag from the cigar between my lips, then puffed a cloud of smoke that curled around me. I watched as two men stumbled out of the warehouse across the street, fists flying as they fought each other. The sound of a gunshot echoed, and I sighed."What is the time?""It's half past four, boss," my driver replied, turning to me."What the fuck are they still doing there?" I grunted with irritation.They should have been done an hour ago why were they still there?"Boss, Should I go check on things?"I pushed my head back against the seat, closing my eyes as I took another drag. "Goddamit,"I opened the door and stepped out. I tucked my hand into my pocket as I walked towards the warehouse my eyes locked on the two men on the ground still throwing punches. I drew my gun from the holster and fired. The man on top collapsed, lifeless, onto the body of the other man."Boss, I am one of your men!" The man who was b
Leah,"Mother!" Liam threw his arms excitedly around a petite woman who stood at the doorway."Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Liam's voice boomed with a mixture of surprise and delight.She held him close, her voice tinged with mock offence. "Do I need permission to visit my son?"I had just come down after showering for dinner only to be met with the scene of my mother-in-law in our home without a warning. I know she had the right to visit, but I would appreciate it if she gave me a heads-up so that I would prepare my sanity for her visit.Unlike what you imagined, my relationship with my mother-in-law was anything but good. I hated it when she visited cause she didn't fail to remind me how much of a failure I was for not giving her a grandchild. It wasn't my fault, Liam had made it clear that he wasn't ready for a child. A decision which I respected. The fact that she keeps blaming me is something I can't wrap my head around. How was she expecting me to have a child? Immacu
Leah,This was insane. Letting a man I didn't know stay this close to me."That's enough," I said in a firm voice, and he let me go.I turned to face him. He was tall and broad. He was on a black coat that failed at hiding his powerful physique. His long, black hair was tied in a messy bun, a few strands escaping to frame his face where a scar started just above his sharp eyebrow down his cheek. Even with the scar on his face, he was still good-looking.His black intense eyes stared down at me as he took a long drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling out in a slow exhale. He was Sam's type. She had a thing for hot sexy men who excluded danger, and this man excluded more than danger. He was the type of man I steered clear of. Yet, the way he looked at me like a predator does its prey, devouring me with his eyes, made my heart skip a beat.He took a step forward, my heart hammering against my ribs as I stood frozen, his eyes holding mine. He reached out slowly, brushing a strand of
Leah,I woke up the next morning, and he had already left for work. He didn't even sleep in our room last night. Typical Liam, avoiding me after a fight like that, would solve anything. We needed to talk, and I would make sure we don't sweep this under the rug like we do whenever we fought.I entered the elevator, pressing the button for the seventh floor before stepping back. The doors were almost closing when they suddenly opened again. Someone had entered.The first thing that caught my eyes was his black coat. My gaze trailed slowly upward, over his broad shoulders, sharp jaw shadowed by a well-groomed beard, thin red lips. A jolt of electricity shot through me when our eyes finally met. My breath hitched, and I took a step back, my heart thudding in my chest.It was him. The stranger with a scar from yesterday who knew nothing about boundaries.The elevator doors closed shut, the space feeling smaller with him in it. The realization that I was trapped inside it with a man who clea
Aiden, "I'm interested in a woman," I said as I stood up from the couch in the chairman's office, adjusting my coat. "She seems to be working for you.""I wonder who that might be," he said, standing up and extending his hand for a handshake."He's referring to, Mrs. Walsh," the CEO informed from where he sat.A muscle in his jaw twitched, his grip around my hand tightening. Our eyes locked in a silent, charged exchange, then he chuckled, letting my hand go. His face hardened as he said, "She's off-limits."My smile widened. "And why is that?""She is married. And even if she weren't, I wouldn't want you anywhere near my daughter. "I let out a low, sinister laugh, my eyes never leaving the chairman's that burned with controlled fury. She was his daughter.His warning meant nothing to me. Her being married was just a meaningless detail. It sure as hell wasn't going to stop me, not when I had made up my mind, to lay my hands on that gorgeous body of hers. I won't hold back. I would t
Leah,Friday."Did we come for a family dinner or to watch those two flirt?" Ivy whispered, eyeing our parents.I followed her gaze. Across the table, my mother giggled at something my father said, her hand resting on his arm. I smiled and turned back to my sister, who wore a look of pure disgust. "Let them be, Ivy. This is the only time they get to see each other."She raised her eyebrow, folding her arms. "Really. Is that what you think?""What do you mean?""I came home last month to a scene that will traumatise me for life... right in the living room! Buck naked! Both of them!" She emphasised the last words. "I can't unsee it, Leah.""The fuck!" My eyes widened in shock."Yeah, these two old geezers are fucking each other behind our backs!"I turned to face them. "Dad!" I screamed, startling both of them.They jerked, like they have been caught doing something they shouldn't. I narrowed my eyes at my father, feeling betrayed. He was hooking up with his ex-wife behind my back while
Leah,"Let go," my voice came out shaky, and that was not what I intended.He clicked his tongue, his breath hot on my neck. He was too close, invading my space. Too close that my body was reacting too much to his. "What about our date?"I yanked at the door, trying to pull it open. "Let go, I need to go home!" I yelled.He slammed the door shut with a force that made me jump, my back pressing against his chest. His nose grazed my skin, the hairs on my neck standing on end as he murmured, "Fuck, you smell nice."I tried to step away, but he gripped my hip, holding me firmly in place. "Stay still, doll." He buried his face in my hair, inhaling deeply."Get your filthy hands off me, you son of a bitch!" I screamed, my nails digging into his hand.He chuckled, his nails digging into my hip and I winced letting his hand go. "That hurts, doll. I thought we were close," he brushed his lips down my neck and I gasped, my skin tingling from where his lips had touched. "Especially after our kiss
Leah,I was yet to realize the gravity of the situation I was in. I didn't understand fully what it meant to attract the attention of Aiden Kingston, a caporegime of the Kingston family. The strongest crime family in the city.A man who was under one man and above many others. Normally, I wouldn't be searching online for him, but the situation called for a background check, and the news wasn't giving me much. Heck, the news didn't mention anything about them being a crime family!They had everyone starting from the politicians down to the police and business owners at their finger tips. So it wasn't surprising that there was no article about their illegal activities.The Kingston family ran a hotel, club, and casino business, but we all know that is not all it is. It was just a cover-up for their illegal business. I needed to know who I was dealing with and avoid him at all cost, but who would I ask. My parents would become suspicious if I asked about it.It was frustrating how on g
Leah,I stood at the foyer, gripping the railing as I looked down, watching Aiden giving orders to four men in a low, commanding voice. I couldn't make out the words, but I could feel the tension from where I stood. A muscle twitched in his cheek as he stood, and at one point, he smacked one of them, Scar, really hard on the head.Ever since that day he brought me here, he had given me nothing but cold, angry looks. I could tell he was barely controlling himself from hurting me with the way he ground his teeth whenever we crossed path. He was only holding back because of Aiden, and I really don't want to find out what would happen if he ever stopped.It was already afternoon, and there was still no sign of Storm. He usually drove me home in the morning, but today, he hadn't shown up, and Aiden had been absent all morning as well. I bit my bottom lip, the thought of spending another night in his place making my stomach twist.As if sensing my eyes on him, he turned and looked up his gaz
Leah,I was pinned against the wall, his body pressing firmly against mine, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the living room with each powerful thrust. My hands were on the wall, head resting on them as my body shook uncontrollably from the force of his merciless movements."You are driving me fucking crazy, Leah," he growled into my ear, the roughness in his voice sending a shiver down my spine."Fuck you," I spat between ragged moans, his hand gripping my waist tightly, nails digging into my skin. "Mhm"He chuckled in my ear, "That's exactly what we are doing, doll." His hands moved between my thighs, his fingers rubbing against my clit in fast circles. "Fuck...please," I whimpered, my legs quivering as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge, until I came.He leaned in, pressing kisses along my back, his teeth grazing my skin as he kept thrusting relentlessly."Don't...mhm," I gasped. "Don't cum in me."I expected him to pull out since he was close but in
Leah,A day earlier,I watched the dark liquid swirl into the mug as I poured myself a coffee, catching a glimpse of someone entering the kitchen out of the corner of my eyes.Our eyes met. His gaze softened, clouded with regret. His lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but the words died before they reached me. I looked away first, setting the coffee pot down on the counter and bringing the mug to my lips, blowing softly before taking a sip."Hey," he said hesitantly, and I didn't answer, neither did I spare him a glance.I heard his footsteps draw closer, my fist clenching around the mug as I forced the coffee down my throat."Leah," I know damn well he couldn't control himself when he was angry. He always said mean things to me, but laying a hand on me was a first. I grew up never getting slapped, only to be slapped twice in the same year. "I'm sorry," he murmured, moving beside me, so close I could feel his warmth. "I don't know what came over me. Fuck, I didn't mean to
Aiden,"Dom. Dom Blackwood."My grip tightened on his hair as I slammed my fist into his face again, the crunching of his bone from the impact filling my ear."Boss!" A voice called out.My fist connected again with his face, harder, blood dripping down onto the floor from his face."Aiden!" The same voice screamed, louder this time, and I raised my hand to land another blow when someone grabbed my arm."The fuck is wrong with you, Aiden!" Storm yelled. "He is fucking dead!""Oh," I glanced down at the man who was no longer breathing. "Shit."I had a lot of his blood on me.She hated seeing blood on me. It scared her.I needed to wash up before meeting her. Before taking her back.I pulled my arm away from Storm as I released the body. I straightened up and stepped away from it."Should I let her go?" Storm asked, referring to the blonde woman still in the room.I opened my mouth to reply when I heard footsteps approaching the room we were in. I chuckled, walking towards the bed. "It
Aiden,I cracked my neck, the sound echoing off the walls of the elevator as the doors slid open. I stepped out into a long, dimly lit hallway, Storm behind me.I needed a drink, a shower and a pussy. I have not had a fucking rest because of this damn roaches.I turned the corner, my eyes locking onto two men in black suits who stood guarding the only door on that floor. I walked towards them, putting my hand in my coat to feel the pocket knife in it. One of the men stepped forward, his face scrunched in anger. "Who are you? You shouldn't be here," he said, and I kept moving forward."Who the fuck are those bastards?" The second man gritted walking forward too."Hey," the first man said, grabbing my arm to stop me. "I said you are not allowed here.""Get your hands off me," I warned in a low voice."Are you..."I grabbed his arm, flipping him over my shoulder, his body falling on the floor behind me with a hard thud. I took out the pocket knife in my coat, kneeling beside him in a sw
Leah,He gripped my jaw lightly, turning my face to him, as he leaned in and kissed me gently. His lips were soft against mine, different from his usual roughness. He grabbed my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto his lap, never breaking the kiss.He squeezed my ass cheeks firmly, grinding me against him, his arousal pressing against me as a gasp escaped my lips, the friction making my skin tingle with an electric thrill. He pulled back, and I stared at him breathless, my heart racing from the intensity in his eyes.His finger traced my bottom lip, the touch gentle, then trailed down my neck, leaving a line of goosebumps in its wake. I shivered as he continued, slipping between my breasts. He leaned down, capturing my nipple between his teeth, sucking on it through the thin fabric of my shirt.My breath hitched, and coming in ragged gasps as I ground myself against him. His eyes held mine captive, a silent command to keep my eyes on him as he teased me. He gave the same attention to
Leah,I hated the way he held my face forcing me to looking into his eyes as he fucked me. The way does dark lustful eyes bore into mine with a terrifying hunger. The sound of his deep moans, that vibrated through me, causing me to shiver, driving me to the edge of sanity. And when he leaned his forehead against mine, whispering dirty words with each thrust, I felt something, an unfamiliar warmth I couldn't place. It was a strange sensation I wasn't ready to acknowledge."Leah," he groaned, and I trembled, wrapping my arms around his neck, a shameless moan escaping my lips.I felt disgust at the sounds that spilt out of my lips. The way my body craved his, begging for more as he slammed into me, hitting that spot inside me that made my eyes roll back.This was what I was reduced to. A shameless woman. He had turned me into something I wasn't, a Liar, a twisted woman who enjoyed having another man inside her. I hated myself, I hated him, I hated this strange emotion I was feeling. I w
Leah,I knelt beside Liam, who was still sprawled on the floor where Aiden left him. Tears pricked my eyes as I stared down at his bloody face. His cracked lips, broken nose, and swollen bruise under his eye stared back at me. This was all my fault.I gently dabbed a warm towel against his bruise. He hissed sharply, his hand swatting mine away harshly. "Goddamit, Leah! That hurts!" He spat irritated."I am sorry," I whispered, blinking back tears as I reached out again, more careful this time.His jaw clenched as he snapped, "Stop looking at me like that.""Like what?" I asked, confused. "Like some pitiful abandoned kid," he growled. "I hate that look of pity in your eyes, Leah.""I am sorry," I apologized. He slammed his fist against the wall, the sudden sound making me flinch. "That bastard," he gritted, shutting his eyes tight. "What makes him think he can ruin my childhood and then come back sixteen years later to do the same thing."He turned his angry gaze toward me. "This is
Leah,I lost my appetite the moment Aiden walked through the front door. He had turned what was supposed to be a happy meal between I and Liam into a meal we were forcing ourselves to have.I sat still next to Aiden at the dining table. After the scene in the hallway, he invited himself to lunch, dragging me along with him and making me sit close to him. Liam could do nothing but obey. I noticed from the way he spoke and behaved that he was terrified of his brother. I have never seen him so afraid of something before.I still can't believe they were brothers. They were nothing alike. Liam was calm. He rarely got angry, though when he does, he says things he doesn't mean. But Aiden was...he was just bad news. A dangerous, unpredictable psychopath.The thought of Liam having any connection with the mafia unsettled me, but then again, I would have known. And they don't seem like they were in good terms.Fuck, did he approach me on purpose? Did he still hit on me knowing I was his brother'