"You can't just come in here and take over. Connor is in charge now and—""No, he's not," Desmond interrupts, a very self-satisfied gleam in his blue eyes. "Sean, please show Roberto who is truly in charge now."I watch as Sean pulls out an official-looking stack of papers and starts spewing out a bunch of legal mumbo jumbo. Contracts and similar such nonsense aren't where my strengths lie, so I don't have much to say after Sean finishes his spiel. Connor is the brains of this operation while I'm the brawn. Rylan is pretty damn slick, too, though, and he might better understand what's going on. Why Desmond thinks he can steamroll his way back into our lives and take everything over is beyond me.I do catch on to a couple of things, though, and commit them to memory so I can tell my brothers. First, according to Sean, it seems our father's will had a clause which states no drastic changes to the business operations could occur within two years of his death.Well, so much for that. We c
A cold fear slithers through me as the enforcers drag me into a big, beautiful home and up the staircase. They toss me into a large suite and close the door. A lock clicks and I turn around, taking in everything I see.There are a few suitcases in the corner, presumably belonging to Desmond Mennetti, but the rest of the room has a woman's touch. The floral bedspread and scented candles are decidedly feminine as well as the pastel artwork of a watering can with lilies and roses strewn around it. Whoever had this room before Desmond was obviously a woman and I'm thinking it may have been Nolan Mennetti's widow.But would he really kick his brother's wife out of her home?Sadly, from what I saw, I have a feeling her would. Desmond Mennetti is a callous bastard and something strange is going on here."That isn't your room. It belongs to my mother."I remember the man with the bright cobalt blue eyes mentioning his mother. That would make this Maeve Mennetti's room and that means the big,
A cold fear slithers through me as the enforcers drag me into a big, beautiful home and up the staircase. They toss me into a large suite and close the door. A lock clicks and I turn around, taking in everything I see.There are a few suitcases in the corner, presumably belonging to Desmond Mennetti, but the rest of the room has a woman's touch. The floral bedspread and scented candles are decidedly feminine as well as the pastel artwork of a watering can with lilies and roses strewn around it. Whoever had this room before Desmond was obviously a woman and I'm thinking it may have been Nolan Mennetti's widow.But would he really kick his brother's wife out of her home?Sadly, from what I saw, I have a feeling her would. Desmond Mennetti is a callous bastard and something strange is going on here."That isn't your room. It belongs to my mother."I remember the man with the bright cobalt blue eyes mentioning his mother. That would make this Maeve Mennetti's room and that means the big,
He's going to rape me. The horrible thought has tears pricking my eyes."Adeline, this is what's going to happen—you're going to spread these stubborn legs and I'm going to fuck you hard. Your body is going to be payment for the debt you owe, and you'll be my plaything until I grow tired of you. Understand?"I don't respond and he pulls his hand back and slaps me hard on my ass. It stings, but I try not to cry out. I just press my lips together and pray he leaves."Do...you...understand?" he repeats, voice cold.Everything in me wants to tell him to go to hell, but I'm scared he'll either hit me again or follow through with forcing himself on me. So I reluctantly nod my head against the wall."I can't hear you," he states and pinches my ass so hard, I yelp and spin. Slowly, I slide down the wall and crumple into a hopeless pile at his feet, pulling my legs to my chest.His low, awful chuckle fills the air."Get used to being down there because you're going to be on your knees an awful
A tear slides free, but I press my palms to my eyes and immediately shut it down. I can't afford to waste one moment feeling sorry for myself or being scared. My only goal right now is to get out of here. To somehow escape the monster who locked me in here.A part of me is scared that he'll go after my dad once I escape, but there's no way I can just sit here and wait for him to return tonight. I'll go crazy. And my body isn't some kind of payment or something I'm willing to sacrifice.Pushing myself up off the floor, I swipe a hand across my dripping nose and march over to the nearest window, shoving the curtains open. I'm up on the second floor and it's a decent drop to the grass below. Pressing my forehead to the glass, I look to the right then to the left, hoping for a trellis or drain or something to cling to and climb down.To my dismay, there's nothing.So, now what? Forcing myself to pull in a deep breath and remain calm, I turn around and let my gaze wander over the room. The
Livid doesn't even begin to describe how I'm feeling at this moment. I'm usually damn good at controlling my emotions, but right now I'm shaking, so I pull the Jeep over and take a moment to try to settle down.Desmond just made a huge mistake and now we're going to come after him with a vengeance.I grab my phone from the middle console and hit Connor's number. Of course, it instantly drops me in his voicemail and I curse. "Call me," I clip out. "We have a massive problem. Uncle Desmond is back and he kicked mom and Finley out. He claims he has a legal right to take the family business over and I'm on the verge of storming the compound and murdering him."I hang up and dial Rylan."Roberto! Where the hell are you?" Rylan answers, sounding nearly as frustrated and worked up as I am."I just left the compound after a showdown with Desmond," I grind out, the anger renewing all over again."We're at my place. Mom, Fin and Griff are fine and they're in the other room with Solana. But, fuc
Luckily, I'm fast and the cameras are slow. Something we're going to have to fix in the future. But for now, I thank my lucky stars and kneel down beside the basement window. It easily pushes open and I scoot myself through the opening. It's a tight squeeze because I'm a pretty big guy, but this is my best option. Dropping to the floor, my sneakers hit with a soft thud and the darkness is an inky black. But I don't need any light. I grew up in this house and know it well. Relying on my memory, I circle around boxes and old things my mom stores down here. When I reach the stairs, I pause and pull my gun out.With a firm grip around the Glock's handle, I start up the stairs, avoiding the ones that I know creak. At the top of the staircase is a door and I see light beneath it. A quick look through the keyhole doesn't reveal anyone and I hold my breath, turn the handle and slowly push it open.The basement door opens into a hallway and I look up and down the deserted corridor. Although I
Feeling absolutely clueless, I run through the dark woods with the big, muscled stranger and have no idea where we're going or if I can even trust him. But I do know one thing and I'd rather be anywhere else than back in that room, waiting for Desmond to return.I don't hear anyone running behind us and we keep racing along an overgrown trail to God-knows-where. Just when I'm about to ask, the woods open up and I see a Jeep parked on the dirt road by an old cornfield."Get in," he orders and unlocks the car.Without much choice, I hurry over to the passenger side and slip inside, quickly buckling my seatbelt. Even though it's dark, I think his lips twitch, but I have no idea why he'd find that funny."You're one of Maeve Mennetti's sons aren't you?" I finally ask.He nods then slants a look in my direction as he drives the Jeep up onto the main road. "I'm Roberto. Who are you and why did my uncle take you?""I'm Adeline Shepherd," I murmur and study his strong forearms. It's clear he
"Welcome to the family, Luca. Officially," Connor adds, his champagne flute extended, and we all chuckle. The toast makes my heart happy because for the first time, what's happening between our families is genuine.Looking down the table, I take a moment to soak in what I see—endless smiling faces and a fierce love that brings tears to my eyes. Except for Matthias, Anna and Giovanni, everyone is here and it's amazing.We're at the hotel, celebrating in the attached restaurant. My brothers sit with their wives and my two nephews are being held by their glowing mothers. Trish and Connor are incredible parents and I hope to follow in their footsteps one day. Same with Solana and Rylan who is healing up quite nicely and being fussed over constantly by his adoring wife. Roberto and Adeline will be having their own little one soon enough and the way he looks at her makes my heart tumble.My mother sits beside Harrison Shepherd who's been welcomed into our dysfunctional chaos with open arms.
The intensity of her sucking increases and even though I'm trying to be good and not blow, it's getting damn hard. "Fuck, Finley," I swear. It's all too much and the moment she hums and those little vibrations skate up my aching length, I grab her shoulders and pull her up."I wasn't done," she says with a frown.Fighting for control, a muscle flexes in my jaw as I turn her toward the tub and help her step inside. "I want to come inside that sweet pussy, baby girl. And you're going to take my cock deep inside you and ride it hard. Can you do that for me?"She licks her lips in answer and I nearly blow my wad.Lowering myself into the tub, I guide Finley down to straddle me, and rest my arms along the porcelain edges. She takes a moment to get situated then shifts forward, spreading her legs wider. I drop a hand into the warm water, grasp my throbbing cock and push at her entrance. "Take it all," I encourage her. "Every last inch."With a soft moan, Finley starts to sink down, her body
After losing the assholes enforcers, the drive back to the city is uneventful. And that's fine by me. I've had enough adventure to last a lifetime. From this point forward, all I want is to focus all of my attention on Finley and make her the happiest woman in the world. I know I have some more apologizing to do, but right now, I just want to make it up to her.And my plan is to start with multiple orgasms. Butter her up a little first then pour my heart out and beg for her forgiveness. Hopefully, it's a good plan.I've lost what little faith and trust I had in Matthias, so I tell Roberto to drop us off at the hotel where their mother is staying."But I want to stay with you," Finley murmurs softly. She's curled up on my lap and my mouth edges up."You will. Don't worry, I'm not letting you out of my sight. I just don't want to go back to the apartment my father gave us. I'll never trust him again and we'll get our own place soon, tesoro."When Roberto finally pulls the Jeep up to the
My knees give out and I drop down to the rooftop patio, shaking so hard. The sound of pounding boots fills the air and I immediately tense—until I see Luca. He sweeps out onto the terrace, pulls me up and I sag against him."Thank Christ," he murmurs, pressing a string of kisses against my temple. "C'mon, we need to go."We lace fingers and jog back through the storage room then down the three flights of steps."How did you get away? Where are my brothers? Rylan? Is he okay?" I manage to ask."We overpowered some enforcer scum," he tells me. "Rylan was grazed by a bullet, but he's okay, and your brothers are loading him up into the Jeep right now.""I-I killed him," I murmur, still feeling a little shell-shocked."Don't think about it," he says, sliding an arm around my shoulders and holding me close. "You did what you had to do."I send up a little prayer that Desmond's twisted body is lying on the side driveway and not here in the front because I don't ever want to see it again. Luc
Luca seems to be on the same page. "Do you really think you can get away with this?" he asks. "Matthias is coming for you and there isn't a soul more ruthless than him. He won't rest until you're no longer a threat.""He's right," I add. "Matthias will fight you until his last breath.""You think I'm scared of Matthias?" Desmond scoffs. "After I take care of you, he's next. I've already hired the hitman to take him out."Luca and I exchange a quick look. Is he telling the truth? I have no idea, but it's definitely possible. We need to get away from Desmond, but how? Suddenly, two huge enforcers appear and Desmond motions to us."Grab them," he orders.My heart sinks as I'm yanked away from Luca and the enforcer forces me to walk toward the house. I have no idea what Desmond is planning, but I'm really starting to worry about my brothers. Where are they?I find out the answer as soon as we enter the house. Connor and Roberto are each sitting in a chair, tied up, and it looks like they
My eyes snap open and I carefully move my arms and legs. All good, no breaks. I have no idea how I'm still in one piece and all I can do is thank my lucky stars. Then I call out for Luca."Luca..." Turning onto my side, I look for him, but my eyes are still trying to focus after being knocked silly. Coughing from the smoke, I struggle to pull myself up into a sitting position, squinting through the thick billows of ash and black clouds. Finally, I spot Luca a hundred or so feet away from me.He's lying on the grass and not moving."Oh, God, no." Is he hurt? Or worse? Heart in my throat, stomach dropping in dread, I pull myself to my feet and stumble over to him. Falling down beside him, I lay my hands on his chest and lean down. "Luca?"When he doesn't respond, everything in me sinks hard and fast. Panic sets in and my fingers curl, grabbing hold of his shirt and shaking. "Luca!" I hiss.This can't be happening. He came to rescue me, told me he loved me and would never leave me...and
"We have a big fucking problem!" Luca snaps into his comms unit. "Stay away from here. Desmond has the barn rigged with explosives and I need to get Finley untied! Stall him!"My heart plunges. Connor and Roberto abruptly stop walking after Luca warns them that they're heading straight into a trap. Which, of course, is going to let Desmond know that something is up. But, thank God, Connor seems to play it off smoothly as he reengages Desmond in conversation.But, I know my brothers will only be able to stall for so long before Desmond realizes something is going on. He's too damn smart and ruthless.Luca stays low, working frantically on my bindings and I'm twisting, pulling and turning until my scraped wrists start bleeding."Fuck!" Luca glances up and I see fear and worry flash through his molasses eyes. Connor and Roberto have turned back around and continue talking to Desmond again, still stalling, and I don't see Rylan anywhere.Suddenly, chaos erupts up by the house and we look
By the time we get to the compound, I'm on the edge of my seat and ready to get this done. I want my woman back in my arms where she belongs and I'll do anything to make it happen.Roberto drives around to the rear of the property and lets me and Rylan out. We're splitting up so we can keep an eye on things better. I slide the tiny communications unit into my ear and we test them quickly. Everything appears to be in working order and Roberto gives us a salute."Stay in touch," Connor says."Roger that," Rylan responds and I give a sharp nod.The Jeep drives away and Connor and Roberto head to the front gate. The plan is for them to meet up with Desmond while Ry and I will stay under the radar, keeping a close eye on things. If Desmond deviates from the plan or tries to be sneaky in any way, we'll be ready."Ready?" Rylan asks."Let's do this."We move through the woods and sneak onto the property. From here, the plan is to split up and move to opposite sides of the large rear yard."S
Sweeping around the corner, our plan foremost in my brain, we walk straight into two enforcers and immediately jump them. They aren't expecting us and we use the element of surprise to our advantage. It's four against two and, even though the guys are big, they don't expect us to come flying out of the blackness and attack like wraiths.Roberto and Rylan quickly overpower the guard on the left while Connor and I take down the burly guy on the right. I tackle him at the knees and he drops hard while Connor slugs him with a fist to the face. We work well together and I pop up, lift my gun and slam it down against the base of the enforcer's skull. He drops like a brick and Connor gives me a nod.Glancing over, I see Roberto just finished doing the same thing.Once the guards are taken care of, or at least momentarily out of the picture, I stalk over to the cell and see Sean Flannigan cowering in there like the weasel he is and always will be. Looking down, I see the cell door is locked.