***BLAKELY'S POV***I am an idiot for thinking this huge man here would want to take care of me without wanting a taste of the cookie between my legs. I mean, he is handsome, and when he stares at me like the way he is doing now, I can't stop but feel my legs squeeze with pressure from how much I am starting to like him. "If you will want baggaes like Gemma and I in your house, then, yes, I accept," I say looking at anywhere but at his face. When he scowls, his hands pinch my cheeks, bringing it to his face. "Don't call yourself baggage ever again," he spits out. I see the anger flashes in his eyes and I catch my breathe, nodding gently. His brown eyes softens as be captures my chin once more, making sure I am staring at him."I am sorry, I am a gruff, but I promise to be gentle when it comes to you and Gemma," he states. "Why do you want to do that? I am the enemy remember?" I say shifting in his embrace. He snickers and tightens his hold around me. "Sugar, I hav
***REAPER'S POV***The sound of Blakely breaking down in the vast kitchen makes me rush to her before she slumps, using me as a support system, she breaks down in tears and seeing hethat way torments the shit out of me "Hey, Sugar, no more sad tears, okay? I don't want you crying," I say encouraging he to stop crying. When she sniffs, I hand her a handlerchief from my pocket and she blows in it. "I shouldn't put myself in positions like this and expect sympathy. You all shouldn't even be opening your house and arms to visual strangers," her muffled cries soaks my t-shirt as she blows in her tissue more. "Zane kept you here, Blake. If he didn't want you here, he should have asked me to get rid of you or take you back to your apartment," I explain hoping that she understands. It takes a moment to calm Blakely down and kissing her forehead, she looks at me through hazy eyes. "I'm sorry," she mutters. "Why?" I ask my voice filled with concern. "I've put snort on your T-s
***LONDON'S POV*****AUTHOR'S NOTE***Hi, readers. Me again. I hope you enjoyed Reaper's brief moment with Blakely. Back to the main story. XoXo xxxx*** Cold water splashes on my face and I just forward breathing heavily. My eyes are hazy and I feel like I am going to pass out just by being in this space. "Wake up, Barbie," a dark voice says and lifting my eyes, I see Enzo Antonov and I start sobbing. "Let me go, please," I beg looking at my surrounding. This place is bad news, it smells like feet and as I look closely, I see the only holes from the room are made from the chipped zinc on the rooftop. "I can't, I am sorry. Your husband killed the people I love most," he grits out. The last time I saw Enzo, he was hitting me and introducing me to his Boss, Oliver and Michael. His brother Riley had been a pain in my ass. "They deserved to die. They hurt me," I spit out. Enzo slaps me and I groan. "Shut up. You know nothing about being hurt because I am about to sl
***ZANE'S POV***I am grateful for the men that are here because they start fighting and soon enough, we outnumber Enzo's men. The blast on the door is the signal for us to enter but when London starts yelling, begging for me not to come through the main doors, I take the heed. Check the side doors and exit route. That fucker will hurt my wife if he doesn't get me first," I order running. The gunshots from the building causes adrenaline to spike up my blood as I rush, hoping that I am at least early. Early to save my precious wife. She needs to know I did everything in my human power, and more. I start shooting too, but I hear London's voice call out to me as I enter the building. "Don't shoot Zane, you will kill me," she cries out and the dust clearing, I see her in Enzo's arm. He is choking her out and will soon suffocate her to dead. My men are not close behind me and Enzo's eyes are searching around thinking he has an escape way now. Fuck the imbecile, I have my men statio
***LONDON'S POV***I watch Enzo leave for a moment and my eyes fall on Zane's own. I can't believe be is here, staring at me. He is so handsome, and fine. I wish I could hold him and tell him just how much I love him. I can't right now, so, my eyes are on his.."I am sorry this happened," I whisper. "It isn't your fault, little girl. I am trying to get my way out of the ropes. Once I set free, I will come that get you free too, okay?" he asks. I nod quickly as I search frantically at what he is doing. That is when I see it, the knife in his hand as he goes through motion of filing the ropes, cutting it off. "You know he is going to kill me right?" I ask feeling like I have been punched in the throat. Zane just stares at me, basking in the truth. It is obvious, but pronouncing it out for him to hear how serious this is, can be some dark shit. "Don't say stuff like that, London. We will all be alright, I vow. We aren't yet done with this vacation, so, you better keep y
***ZANE'S POV***I make sure I worship every inch of my woman, she needs to know that she is valorized and more. Grabbing her waist, I get instantly hard, and as I fuck her again, I draw out our pleasure making it last. My side hurts, but not as much as the sight of seeing London about getting gutted by Enzo. My chest relaxes as she screams cumming hard against me. "I need to taste you now," I say pushing her down and trailing kisses until I stop by her stomach. Kissing the spot where my baby is now growing, I feel so much love for this woman. "Mine. How did you know you were pregnant?" I ask bringing small talk. "Enzo did. I don't know how, but when I was asleep, he probably did have his way. Or someone was there to check it out for him. I can't really tell," she mouths out. "That's okay, baby. I will do a check out when the time comes, for now, let us just cuddle in here will we?" "And Dante? He must be sick worried about us," London cries out. "You think so?" I
ZANEThe sight of London on her knees, her mouth open wide as she waits for my cock is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Her eyes widen when I pull my dick out, making it grow even larger when I see her start to grow nervous.She looks at me and tightens her grip on my thighs.“You look worried,” I say, unable to hide my grin.“I am,” she admits. She suddenly looks very shy, and I have to resist the urge to pick her up and comfort her. “It’s just that I’ve never really done anything like this before. I hope I don’t disappoint you.”Leaning forward, I cup her face and search her eyes for the truth. When I’m convinced she’s not lying, I say, “You could never disappoint me. I’m glad you told me, though, because I had planned on fucking your mouth so hard that you’d forget about every other blowjob before me.” I trace a line over her soft lips. “I’m still going to fuck you hard, London, but I will go easier on you. Although,” I say with a grin, “I have a feeling you might like it r
LONDONHoly fuck!All I can do is lay on Zane's bed, too exhausted and spentto move an inch. I lost track of how many times he’s made me cum. My eyes start to close, too heavy to keep open. I feel his strong hands pulling me closer to him as he wraps his body around me. Sighing, I relax into him, loving how small and protected he makes me feel.“Sleep, my sweet girl, and dream of me.”He kisses the back of my neck, making me moan and arch my ass against him even though I’m already half asleep. His deep laugh sends shivers of pleasure up my spine.“I’m going to enjoy wearing you out tomorrow, London.”All I can do is give a soft moan of pleasure before sleep overtakes me.I awake to the feel of Zane's arms around me and his hard cock digging into my ass. Smiling, I reach my hand between us and stroke him gently. His arm tightens around me as he slides his other hand down my side and across my stomach before cupping my pussy.“You’re already so wet for me,” he murmurs in my ear, and ju