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Several hours later, Riley was one of the last to leave the gaming bar. She was a night owl and loved gaming. It was rare that she got to hang out with her friends though, so when a chance like this came up, she liked to make the most of it. She waved at Lula and Roadkill as they got into a cab. Riley slid in behind the wheel of her Spitfire, having only drunk orange juice all night. She turned the key in the ignition, but nothing happened."Impossible," she grumbled with a frown. She kept all of her vehicles in excellent condition, but especially this one since it had belonged to her dad and it was the first car he ever gave her. There was no chance the engine wouldn't fire. She turned the key again. And again, nothing happened.She pulled the hood release with a sigh and climbed out of the car. She was forced to use the flashlight on her phone since she hadn't parked close enough to a streetlight to be able to properly see what was going on under her hood. Frowning, she checked the
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Riley rubbed at the headache building in her temples. She shoved her office chair away from her desk, rolled toward the door and smacked the light switch, turning off the bright overhead lights. She closed the door while she was at it, muffling the shop noises. She sighed in satisfaction. That felt so much better. Closing her eyes, she sat in the darkened office and just enjoyed the feel of the fan blowing across her bare arms and shoulders for a few minutes. The accounts weren't going anywhere.Neither was the gift-wrapped box shoved to the edge of her desk. She was pretty sure it was the prospect of the box that was giving her a headache. The beautiful, tastefully wrapped silver box with a white bow had been distracting her from the moment it arrived in the garage. She'd quickly signed for it and whisked it away from the curious eyes of her mechanics. A quick peak at the hand-written card had confirmed her suspicion.Riley,Wear this tonight.Yours,SShe hadn't opened the box.
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Finally, her headache was completely gone. Riley lay back in the tub enjoying the scent of vanilla and lavender candles permeating the steam coming off the hot water from her bath. Lorde's Pure Heroine album played from her phone through a Bluetooth speaker, filling the small washroom with music. Her hair was piled high on her head so it wouldn't get wet. Her shoulders and breasts were covered in vanilla scented bubbles. She was in heaven, which was saying something considering the day she'd had.She'd been pretty worried that Soloman would make good on his threat and show up at the shop to drag her away. Plus, the cops had come sniffing around about a stolen Mercedes SUV. Wendell had done his usual dog and pony show of giving them the correct paperwork for all of the vehicles in the shop. He was really quite remarkable at shaking his head in commiseration and looking innocent. The SUV had been in the part of the garage they didn't take the tourists to. Underneath the lifts there were
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Soloman had never been a patient man. He was used to getting what he wanted and killing the things that stood in the way. The dance he had decided to engage in with Riley Bancroft was one of the most enjoyable things he could remember doing in recent memory. All of his pursuits thus far had been for power, money and stability. This was for him. He was amazed at the patience he was cultivating for this woman. Though his dick was begging him to get on with things. Every time he saw her, touched her, was like fresh torture.He took a long drink of A.H. Hirsch Reserve bourbon, neat, and watched the ebb and flow of a busy Tuesday night in his underground casino from the privacy of his screened office. Setting the glass down, he took a draw of his cigarillo, allowing the smoke to linger in his mouth. It was a habit he had picked up years ago to replace cigarettes. His dark and lushly decorated office was set on the floor above the casino, so he could see everything, including the beautiful,
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He laughed cruelly and shook her with his grip on her jaw, bumping her head against the floor. "Pay attention, little girl, because I won't say this again. I have wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you. And I have been very patient compared to my usual expectations. Cilia Bancroft is out there counting cards in my casino, we both know this. You managed to keep her secret well hidden, my gorgeous girl. No one on this town knows what she's capable of, but I have found her out."The breath whooshed out of her lungs and she froze beneath him. He leaned in and whispered in her ear. "Now what should I do about this information? Do you want to know what I would normally do to someone counting cards in my casino? Even with someone as beautiful and intelligent as Cilia."A tear trickled from the corner of Riley's eye, running across her nose and then down her plush lips. He ran his thumb over her lip, capturing the sign of her surrender. For the first time since his youth, Soloman felt
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He was sitting behind his desk, watching her as she slowly stripped her T-shirt over her head. She had already kicked off her Sketchers. Riley closed her eyes, trying to block him out. How had life gotten so fucked up and out of control that she was doing a striptease for the most dangerous mafia boss in town, right in the office of his underground casino? She could feel the heat of his eyes on her and knew he was tracing every inch of creamy flesh she revealed. Her mind frantically scrambled over the problem of which piece of clothing to take off next."The sweats," his deep voice instructed, reading her mind.Her eyes flew open to meet his. When she saw amusement written on his face in the curl of his lip and glint in his eye, she wanted nothing more than to stalk over to his bar and start hurling expensive liquor bottles at his arrogant head. She would have done it too, if her mom weren't right downstairs within easy reach of a dozen knee-breakers.Narrowing her eyes, Riley reach
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Riley was pretty sure Soloman wasn't planning on letting her go home that night, despite his assurance that he meant everything he said. Except someone set fire to his car. The wild look in his eyes as he stared down at her freaked her out. No one had ever wanted to possess her the way this man did. Sure, she had been lusted after, but this guy took the whole 'me Tarzan, you Jane' thing to a new level.He was in the process of reaching for her when someone had banged on his door, yelling that there was a fire in the parking lot. With a growl of frustration, he told her to get dressed and wait for him, then stalked out of his office. Riley didn't need to be told twice. She'd run immediately toward the private washroom in his office to clean herself up."Fuck," she whispered, taking in the vulnerable look on her face as she wet his hand towel and used it to clean the evidence of his release from her skin. Her heart thundered in painful reminder of the erotic scene that had played out m
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Soloman sat back in his leather chair, staring at the exact spot that she had stripped off her clothes and stood gloriously naked in front of him. His eyes moved from that spot to the edge of his desk where she had come for him, responding even more beautifully than he could have hoped for. But she had left. Despite knowing he would be back for her.Rage burned in him. He glanced down at his phone. She had yet to respond to any one of his calls or text messages. He had first tried calling her over an hour ago, after the fire had been brought under control. He knew the moment he reentered the club and realized that Cilia was missing that Riley would also be gone.His fist crashed into the desk. Fuck. He just wanted to know that she was safe. He was done playing her fucking games. He picked up the glass of whiskey and downed the contents before slamming it back down. He had men waiting for her at the shop, her condo and her mother's place. So far, she had shown up to none of her usual
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3 months later.Riley stood with her back to him watching the sun set over the Pacific Ocean. She was waist deep in the water, allowing the gentle waves to lick against her tanned body. Dark chocolate hair was pulled high on her head in a ponytail. Her arms were wrapped protectively around herself. He could see her black chipped nails splayed against the skin of her back on either side. The thin black strap of her bikini halter trailed down between the angel's wings of her tattoo. She was so fucking beautiful it made him ache deep inside.He wanted to smile, but he couldn't. Eventually they would get there. But for now, his chest ached too much at how serious his gorgeous girl had become. He almost always knew to find her outdoors at this time of day when he came home from work. Claustrophobia was probably the biggest side effect to her ordeal. He calmly dealt with it by clearing out the local pharmacy of all their sunscreen so she could spend as much time outdoors as she needed. She
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"Riley, wake up."Riley frowned. She really wished people would stop saying that to her. So far nothing good had come of those words. Despite her displeasure at having her sleep rudely interrupted, she managed to crack an eyelid to inspect the person who dared interlope on her good dreams. She should have known. It was her mother."Cilia," she whispered.Whoa! Was that horrific croak really her voice? Riley's eyes popped open in surprise, an action she instantly regretted when harsh fluorescent light flooded her vision. She winced, closed her eyes and brought a hand up to cover her offended eyes. Then she winced again when she realized her arm was attached to an IV. Carefully, she cracked her eyes back open and stared at the intravenous line leading from her arm to a bag held high over her head. She frowned for a second. Then her memory came back."Fuck," she croaked, panic settling on her chest. She clutched the blankets on the bed and glanced frantically around her. She must be i
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Agony.Fire.Unquenchable thirst.Is this what his angel had felt when he'd locked her in this very same trunk? Slowly creeping death as his lungs burned up from heat and lack of oxygen. Maybe he deserved this horrific end. He had no idea this is what he'd condemned her to. He thought he was keeping her quiet.He'd lost count of how many times they'd pulled him from the slow baking death. The beatings in between. Violent, bloody, crushing. They made sure to break his bones, hurt him as much as they could without actually killing him. He laughed through the pain. He was fucking psychotic Shank. He could withstand anything and survive. He'd taken a bullet to the guts from the love of his life and survived. He would smile in the face of this slow burning death from her satanic lover.The lid of his own trunk lifted and the demonic visage of Soloman Hart looked down at him for what he immediately recognized was the last time. It wasn't a look of rage or even one of satisfaction on the
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"Something's fucked," Soloman growled, tensing, ready to jump out as soon as the car got near enough to the motel entrance.They were just pulling into the entrance of the motel. The door to the room his information guy had indicated belonged to Manuel was open. The Charger was out front along with another car parked behind it, blocking the vehicle in. Fuck. Something was going down in that hotel room. He needed to get Riley the fuck out of there.Roman stopped the Mustang behind both vehicles. Before Soloman could open the door, Roman's hand fell on his arm, stopping him. Soloman raised an eyebrow in surprise and anger. Roman never voluntarily touched anyone. He used his bulk and deadly intensity to intimidate. He only touched when absolutely necessary. He turned dark eyes toward his boss and friend. They spoke without words.Be smart. Don't get her killed.Soloman took a deep breath, reached around his back and pulled his gun. He'd discarded his suit jacket and rolled up the slee
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Her eyes flared open wide. Had she said Soloman's name out loud? She hadn't realized. Tears trickled once more and her chest heaved in reaction. Though Shank had been horribly brutal in his treatment of her, he hadn't been deliberately violent until now. What had she unleashed? Should she apologize?She closed her eyes, wishing the oblivion would float back to her. She could feel the drug in her system, but adrenaline was also coursing through her bloodstream forcing her to awareness. Shank shoved her torn dress out of the way and ran his hand up her bare thigh toward her panty-less pussy. She flinched back and closed her knees, only to curve her spine further against the sweaty hardness of his chest.She whimpered and opened her eyes. A gun lay on the night table next to the bed. If she leaned forward on her hands and knees, it would be within reach. Was it real? Or was it a drug induced hallucination, like the Soloman that had left her in Shank's greedy hands. She could feel Shank'
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"Wake up, Riley."She knew those words. That was what Soloman had said to her before he left for the club to deal with a problem. Right before the explosion. Right before Shank dragged her out of the house, across the sunbaked land, across the border and into a church. Or maybe that stuff didn't happen? Maybe it was a bad dream and her lover was calling her back to reality so he could demand she acquiesce to another bout of lovemaking.She needed to wake up and tell him to fuck off. She was too sore. He'd ridden her too hard the night before. Everything ached. He loved to impress his dominance on every part of her. But it wasn't like him to push her this much, to drive her to the brink of exhaustion.She moaned helplessly and tried to open her eyes. It was so hard. Alarm filled her. The sound that emerged from her lips was barely a frail imitation of the vibrant voice she was used to. He shifted her in his arms and pressed something against her mouth, encouraging her to drink. She s
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She slept like an angel.Her body was spread out in the trunk like an angel with her arms stretched wide like wings. Even her chest barely moved with her breaths. So ethereal. So beautiful.Shank reached in and lifted her easily from the trunk. She remained limp in his arms. He was sorry to see tear tracks down her cheeks. She must have been sad to wake up in the trunk. He had heard her screams, which is how he knew she was better off in there. He couldn't have her distracting him while he was driving.She just needed more angel dust. Then she could belong to him like she was always meant to. He should have taken her years ago, before that fucking mobster came sniffing around. Instead, he'd gone back to his gang and given them the years they'd demanded. Bided his time until he was free. Until his angel called him home.He watched the swell of her breasts as they moved slowly and pressed against the frayed fabric of her wedding dress. He frowned. The fabric was torn along the edge,
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Soloman checked his phone for what felt like the thousandth time. Hell, it probably was the thousandth time. He knew there was nothing. He had the volume turned high. He would've heard immediately if info guy had sent another satellite image of the speeding Charger or a text with directions. He glanced over at Roman's phone. Nothing.He clenched his fist and checked the urge to punch the dashboard. It wasn't the Mustang's fault they were an hour behind Manuel. He fucking refused to imagine the things a man like that could do to his woman in that time. It made his guts burn with an unholy, vengeful fire.He'd nearly murdered the priest in Tijuana when he'd described the fucked-up wedding ceremony Manuel had forced on Riley. It was everything Roman could do to peel Soloman off the man and away from the church before he burned a holy place to its sacred ground. How could a man of the cloth let his beautiful, sweet girl be treated in such an evil way?She's been drugged.Pain cut throu
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"Help!" Riley screamed into the stifling blackness, tears streaming down her cheeks.She knew she should preserve the precious fluid, but it wouldn't matter if she was going to die anyway. She'd been hallucinating and cooking for what felt like ages in the hot, dark trunk. She banged on the lid and yelled until she was exhausted and weak once more. She took another desperate gulp of water and pinched herself in an attempt to keep her eyes open. She knew she couldn't pass out again. She might not wake up.Her moronic husband (did Shank really force her to marry him?!) was going to accidentally murder her before he got them to where they were going. She moaned and clutched her aching stomach. She hadn't eaten since the day before. Maybe longer. Fuck, she had no idea how much time had passed since Shank had blown the shit out of her and Soloman's kitchen and stolen her right out of the house. She didn't know how much more punishment her body could withstand."Please... Soloman... find me,
