My Billionaire Punk Rock Lovers

My Billionaire Punk Rock Lovers

last updateLast Updated : 2022-08-29
By:  Everleigh Miles  Ongoing
Language: English
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“I fix things that need fixing. And you, Raven, are broken.” When his best friends Vice and Victor ask Raven, a PI, to investigate Gregory Holmsworth, the estranged grandfather of Vice and Victor’s girlfriend, Mirage, Raven is drawn into the underworld of the music industry. Although on the surface Gregory Holmsworth’s business seems legit, his path has not always been on the right side of the law. When Raven’s investigation is noticed, Gregory sets Vixen to distract him. Vixen is Gregory’s Fixer, a role which is wide and varied in activity, but for Vixen, mainly involves the music side of his business, as Vixen is the lead singer of a punk band just breaking into the industry. Whilst Raven has been looking into Gregory, Vixen has been looking into Raven, and she sends him an invitation to meet with her, luring him with the promise of a way into Gregory’s business and secrets. But Vixen has other plans for Raven. She likes pretty boys, and broken things, and she has decided that Raven fits both descriptions to a tee.

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Spying on the PI

“I would do him,” Shadow decided.They both watched the black-haired PI drinking his coffee at a table on the other side of the room.The PI was hot, Vixen agreed as she stirred her ice coffee with a spoon.Whilst not as big physically as Shadow, who could have easily played football like his former-pro father but preferred the drums, and who often had to duck his head in doorways, the PI was still a large man, around six-foot, built lean, though his shoulders filled the leather jacket nicely, and she would bet he had nice arms – a man did not get that V shape without working out.He had a fine arse on him too, displayed nicely by his habitual jeans, as both she and Shadow had reason to observe in tailing the man around over the last couple of weeks.Ten am, Fridays, coffee, black, and half an hour on his laptop in the café, same table if he could get it, facing out towards the windows. Between ten fifteen and ten twenty, depending on whether she was behind, his mother would walk by.

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I read this after all your others and it didn’t disappoint
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Spying on the PI

“I would do him,” Shadow decided.They both watched the black-haired PI drinking his coffee at a table on the other side of the room.The PI was hot, Vixen agreed as she stirred her ice coffee with a spoon.Whilst not as big physically as Shadow, who could have easily played football like his former-pro father but preferred the drums, and who often had to duck his head in doorways, the PI was still a large man, around six-foot, built lean, though his shoulders filled the leather jacket nicely, and she would bet he had nice arms – a man did not get that V shape without working out.He had a fine arse on him too, displayed nicely by his habitual jeans, as both she and Shadow had reason to observe in tailing the man around over the last couple of weeks.Ten am, Fridays, coffee, black, and half an hour on his laptop in the café, same table if he could get it, facing out towards the windows. Between ten fifteen and ten twenty, depending on whether she was behind, his mother would walk by.
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Gregory's Domme

Gregory Holmsworth’s country house was set behind a very serious f–k off fence, topped with spikes, and guarded by a security team twenty-four seven. Once admitted past the gates, the drive stretched forever through tree-filled gardens, until suddenly the house appeared through the greenery.It was a very serious looking house, as if Gregory had instructed the architect to make it look like something from a gothic horror film. Beautiful, but forbidding, with a hint that entry did not come with any guarantee of exit.Vixen was not a delicate flower, and in her twenty-six years of life, she had learnt that there were some people that just had decayed souls, and that the law only went so far towards controlling them, but Gregory was a good guy, for all his shady side. She trusted her sense of people, it was what made her a good Domme, and had never led her astray.She parked the Ferrari neatly between a Maserati and a Porsche. Nice, she thought, wishing she could take a snap for her soci
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Shadow & Vixen

Raven regarded the office building from the bus stop across the road. Night had set in, and the streets were busy in the pleasant weather. Friday night, ten pm, everyone had finished dinner and were out for a night of drinking and dancing in their sexiest best wear. Except him, he thought ruefully. And, presumably, Vixen.The foyer of the building was lit, the sort of after-hours lighting designed to discourage vandalism or break ins, but the rest of the building was dark. Not a single light on. No late-night workers, no night shifts, no dedicated, trying to earn a promotion, die-hard showing their determination at their work desk after everyone else went home. No sign of espionage.There was a steady stream of cars into the underground carpark, however, and every now and again, people would approach the side door tucked into the pedestrian-only alley between skyscrapers. Usually in one, or twos, they rang a bell, and there was a pause, before the door was opened to admit them.Raven
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Cat & Mouse

It would be very unwise, Raven thought, to get into a car with this woman. She had some part in Gregory Holmsworth’s business, a business which had some very dangerous elements and connections. Even if her role in the business was legit, her association with Gregory, and Raven’s job as a PI, meant that the two of them arranging to meet placed them both in danger should he learn of it.Vice and Victor were counting on him, and he had never taken on a job that he had not seen through to completion. He had his professional pride, damn it.“F-k it.” Raven was sure that he was going to die, but he had a feeling that he would not mind when it happened. He opened the door and slid in. The seats were form fitting and threaded with red. As she started the engine, the sound system roared out, and he recognised the song as one of Mirage’s man hating anthems. He wondered if that was on purpose.He still could not believe that Vice and Victor had gone there. Sure, Mirage was sizzling hot, and had
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Seducing Raven

“There are a hundred things I could do,” Raven said as he turned the car’s ignition. “To attract attention as I drive. Hazard lights, erratic driving, breaking suddenly… A police car pulls by, and suddenly you and Shadow back there are under arrest for kidnapping me.”“Yeah,” she grinned. “But you are not going to do that, are you, Raven?”No, he agreed ruefully, he wasn’t going to do that. He wanted to see what she would do next. He wanted her to do him again.“Where are we going?” He asked.“Your place,” she grinned at him.“Alright,” he had a moment where he found himself regretting not making the bed that morning. He was being kidnapped, he reminded himself, not bringing a date back to his place for a bit of a tumble. But, man, he hoped there was a tumble involved. “Is this another audition?”Shadow chuckled.Vixen licked her lips and smirked, reaching over into his lap, her nails rasping the knap of his jeans as she stroked up the inside of his thigh. “Someone is hopeful.”“F-k,”
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Vice and Victor

He woke wrapped around her. She was all soft curves and skin against his and, damn, if he didn’t want to f–k her again. The bedroom door was open, and he could hear the TV. A game, he thought. The suspicion was confirmed when he heard Shadow’s voice raised in complaint: “No, what the f–k are you doing, Nate?”“He missed the game on the weekend,” Vixen murmured surprising him. He wondered how she had know he was awake. Had she been awake whilst he slept? He flushed, but there was a pleasure with the embarrassment, that she would lay awake and let him sleep holding her. “And he is watching a replay. He already knows the results, so you would think that he would be a little less surprised.”“Do you ever just do vanilla?” He wondered. The mask had slipped off in his little nap and was around his neck. He pulled it off and discarded it.She produced a condom from her bra. “Try me, stud.”“I prefer bareback,” he complained as he tore the packaging open and rolled the condom down himself.“W
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Detective Callahan

Her favourite part about reading to Gregory, was how contrasted the content of the ebooks were to the surroundings in which they were read. The ceilings throughout the house were high and coffered in many of the rooms, and the windows generously proportioned deeply set and dressed in draping fabrics over sheer. The rugs laid over the hardwood floor were all rich in colour and luxurious in texture. Gregory leaned towards dark wood in his décor style, and she knew little about wood (of that type), but she imagined that no expense had been spared. All the furniture had that detailing that spoke of money spent, from the curve of the legs to the ornate carving on the back rests. Vintage expensive, she thought. She knew enough to recognise the floral pattern on the tea set that she served Gregory’s tea from and knew that the setting probably cost more than she had earned in a year prior to meeting him and was detailed in real gold. Gregory lay back on the cushions of his bed. He was t
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Pink G String

On Tuesday, Raven sat through a blood test, scowling, and wondering what the f–k was wrong with his head that he would give blood in order to give the woman he wanted to f–k bare-backed a piece of paper. He was not the one engaged in risky lifestyle factors. Ticking the sheet that the GP had given him, his pen hovered over: Engaged in anal sex? and Multiple partners? Shit, he closed his eyes, pushing back at the desire that curled its way out from the secret corners of his soul and begged for his attention. No, he answered to both, and felt that he lied, but there wasn’t a “think it is highly likely” option on the sheet. On Thursday, he sms’d her a screen shot of the page from his email account that said he was all clear, but to repeat in six weeks if he had engaged in risky behaviours. After fifteen minutes, she sent him back two screen shots, one for Gabriel last name redacted, and the other Temperance Patience Lawrence. He had feeling that her parents would get along with his, a
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Mistress Vixen

Raven turned and strode quickly to catch up. There was no drag on the leash, Shadow kept pace with him easily. Vixen did not glance behind, pausing by the heavy-set bouncers to pay the cover-charge. The bouncers opened the door for her, and Raven felt the heat and pulse of the main chamber wash over him. There was a scent to the space, he thought, that he might not have realised the first time. It smelt like sex, hormones and come. The scent made his pulse pick up, and the leather of his g string to feel confining. Vixen turned away from the VIP area, strolling casually around the booths, curtained or un-curtained as the occupants preferred. “Mistress Vixen,” a woman with an impressively blunt fringe and her hair scraped painfully back into a ponytail greeted her. She was clad in vinyl from jaw to crotch, in a severely form fitting jumpsuit that stretched to loops over her middle fingers. She played with a black leather belt, stroking it between her fingers. “Your new sub is pretty.
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Play Time

“This is your place?” Raven was not sure what he expected, but the warehouse where he had tracked the car to previously was both appropriate and unexpected. Where would a punk rock chick live after all? He could not imagine her in a neat and tidy suburban house with a manicured lawn, nor in a tight, barren apartment like his. Both Vixen and Shadow laughed as she activated the garage door and drove them down into the bowels of the building. “Holy shit,” Raven breathed as the lights came on. There had to be over fifty cars, in various states around this level. He could see a spray-booth in a corner, and stacked toolboxes, all sorts of equipment for washing and detailing, even a little office tucked away with glass windows. “It is a chop shop.” “No, we are legit,” Vixen parked the Ferrari next to another that was half red-half black with a sexy fade in between. He saw the customised yellow 4WD drive a few cars down. “We customise cars. The band, that is, in between gigs and rehearsals
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