I could protect Felicity from anything. I'd put my life on the line for her. Paying off that piece of shit, Dante, was nothing compared to what I'd do for her. I'd never experienced anything like the feelings that were running through me as I looked at her. My angel... My thoughts drifted back to
I lay there staring up at the ceiling with a post-sex glow, holding a tissue over my pussy to catch Roman's enormous load that was slowly dripping out of me. My body was still tingling from the insane sex we'd just had, but there was something greater going on inside me... ...a feeling I couldn't d
They were smiling at each other on the street, somewhere downtown it looked like. I recognized the jacket my mother was wearing — a red pea coat she'd bought two days before she was killed... And that meant that this picture, sitting in a hidden compartment in Roman's bedroom, was taken of them onl
I closed my eyes as the deathly figure raised the gun at me. I guess this is what you get when you get involved with criminals. I'd seen too much, a terrible truth about the man I thought I loved, and now I was going to pay for it... ...with my life. If only I'd stayed at the club, I thought mis
I watched Felicity's expression as the recording finished playing. "We got 'em, boss. Both of' em." That was Bruno, Tony's hit man. "Got 'em dead?" Tony asked. "Toast," Bruno confirmed. You could tell by the tone of his voice that he was smiling. "Good. That'll teach people to go to the cops!" T
Three months later... "Psst," Julie whispered beside me. "Party at Tom's dorm tonight." I shook my head and whispered back. "Can't. Plans tonight." "You're no fun!" "Ladies?" Professor Carlton called out from the head of the lecture hall. “Am I boring you? Because I can put this on hold if you'd
Roman smirked as we drove, and it wasn't long before we were in the heart of downtown, an area where I never really went. He pulled up to the curb, where a black SUV was sitting. It pulled out and moved-clearly one of his men holding a space for him — and he parked. "Here we are," he said. Without
Jasmine Randall hates Taylor McCarthy with every fibre of her being. He broke her heart when she was sixteen. For no specific reason at that. Now that high school is years past her, and she's graduated college and landed the job of her dreams, she's more than glad that she doesn't have to deal with
Five years later..."How are you not used to this by now?" I take my eyes off the two agents to glance over at Henry. It still feels odd to call him that sometimes after calling him Mr. President for so long."They look at her," I growl. One thing I sure don't miss about the White House is having pe
Six months later...I bounce on the edge of the seat of our SUV about to burst with excitement. "Sweet pea. Calm down." I glance over at Ford, who is driving us home. He's smiling at me. He's let his facial hair grow a touch. I can still feel the reminder on my thighs right now. He's looked so much
July puts a hand on the president's arm and nods. "I like the sound of that. We're all out of here in six months, and I think I'd like nothing more than to raise your brother or sister with you nearby. We've got a lot of time to let this grow and plan the future."She looks up to the president, who
"The president is landing," the voice in my ear says, and I give Sloan one last kiss."We've got to go downstairs. Your dad is about to get here and I want to talk to Chad.""Okay," she says as she straightens her spine. She has more courage than I gave her credit for.Even after everything that's h
The shower shuts off and Ford steps out. He towels off and helps me down from the counter as if it's too high for me to jump from. He holds me as we walk out, and I see the blood on my bedroom floor and wall."I'll get it cleaned up." He kisses the top of my head. "You need more clothes." He smacks
Ford starts wailing on him, hitting him over and over. Two agents run over and try to pull Ford off him, but they can't. One looks over at me and I'm pretty sure it's the same one who busted us having sex. He looks at me and I know he's asking me for some kind of help."Ford," I call out. "I'm scare
I search my closet for a shirt, but I'm so frantic I can't find one even though I'm surrounded by them. I stop what I'm doing and close my eyes. I take a deep breath to calm myself down."Get it together," I tell myself.Too much has just happened. I lost my virginity, Ford told me he loves me, and
"This will only hurt a little bit," I tell her, hoping it's not a lie.I push forward another inch, and she whimpers, but I've never felt anything so fucking good. It's tight and hot and so goddamn sticky sweet."Fuck, let me in, sweet pea," I say as I press my forehead to hers and thrust in a littl
I've thought of our first kiss a thousand times, but every fantasy I came up with was weak compared to what it's like to have my lips on hers. She opens her mouth right away and I groan as my tongue touches her. I always thought the devil was the one calling the shots when he sent her to me. Why els