Damian. I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her, lifting her up as I stood, cradling her to me, carrying her to the door of my study. Our lips still locked, we entered. I took her to the couch, sat her on it, and kneeled before her between her spread knees. Her eyes on mine, she pulled first her top, then her sports bra off, her round breasts settling into place, the nipples already tight. I worked her other shoe off her foot and then slipped my fingers into the waistband of her shorts and panties. She lifted up a little, allowing me to drag them down and off so she sat before me naked. “Spread your legs wider and lean back,” I said, tugging my shirt off. She did as I said, opening herself wide, leaning back, offering me her pussy. With my thumbs on either side of her lips, I opened her farther and brought my mouth to her, licking her length once before taking her clit into my mouth, still watching her as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “Fuck, Damian, I love that.”
Hope. Damian made call after call as he drove us to the hospital, first to his uncle, then to stravos who tailed us, then to Tony. Tony didn’t pick up his call. He also arranged for security to be added to the hospital, for which I was grateful. I tried Isabella twice but never got hold of her. With traffic, by the time we got to the hospital, it was well over an hour later. Damian’s phone rang once more just as he parked the car. He checked the display, and I glimpsed the name. It was his father. “I have to take this.” I nodded, opening my door and setting my crutches outside. What a time tonsprain my ankle! “Stravos,” Damian called out once stravos had parked his car. “Take Hope upstairs, and stay with her until I get there.” Stravos nodded and took my arm, helping me out of the car. “I got it,” I snapped, hating feeling helpless. I glanced at Damian, who walked away with the phone to his ear. Stravos followed me into the hospital. At reception, I found out where they’d tak
Hope. Once we got to the house, I saw two cars parked along the curb with two men inside each one. Damian pulled up in the driveway, and we all climbed out, me last, since I had to figure out how to use the damned crutches, and putting weight on my foot made me wince every time. Effie held my crutches while I climbed out and watched me while Damian walked over to the men sitting in the cars by the curb and, I assumed, gave them instructions before returning to us. “Ready?” he asked, closing the door behind me. Effie nodded and walked ahead to the front door. “What meeting are you going to?” I asked, not sure if I liked him going to any meeting after Luke had just been shot. “Luke’s shooting is just one of the incidents. Two of our businesses have been attacked as well.” “What businesses?” I knew they had several shops, and I didn’t want to know what those shops fronted for. “Doesn’t matter,” he said. “What matters is that what I feared would happen in time, what Luke was workin
Damian. I walked back into the meeting room at my father’s house. About a dozen menbwere gathered around the table, all family, cousins and uncles. My father raised his eyebrows but didn’t comment on my having left the room to take the call. I hated leaving Hope alone. She didn’t know to what extent things had progressed in the last twelve hours. Hell, I was shocked to hear it all myself. After I had left Tony’s house, my father had apparently gone ballistic on my brother. Roman filled me in on the details. Francis had been furious with Tony. So much so that he had apologized to Naya himself. I knew he was going to her house to make sure she knew he would protect her, but to apologize? That wasn’t Francis spears’s style. He had also stationed men at her house when she had refused to come to the city with him and stay at his house until things settled. She’d had no choice in the matter. He would do whatever he needed to do to protect his grandson. And he had sent Tony to the house
Hope. What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, standing and leaning my weight on my crutches. I didn’t feel half as confident as I somehow managed to sound. “How did you get in?” He stood in the light just on the other side of the coffee table looking disheveled, his shirt untucked, his hair messy, his face bruised. He gave me a lopsided grin, and I really looked at him for the first time, the dimple on his right cheek disarming me momentarily. His eyes were a light blue gray, the lashes thick and darker than his blond hair. He was tall, well over six feet, but he had a leaner build than Damian, although still muscular. Powerful. I returned my gaze to his face, saw his grin widen. The darkness in his eyes reminded me who he was. He tucked the gun into the back of his jeans before reaching into his pocket and taking something out. I cocked my head to the side when he held it out to show me, not understanding right away. “I have a key.” It dawned on me that he held a key to my
Hope She nodded her head. “He wasn’t like this, not then. We were each other’s firsts. First love, first…” “Then you got pregnant.” “Yes. It was right around when things were coming to a head between the families. Tony was going to tell his father. I told Papa.” “That’s why he was so mad.” She nodded sadly. “I was pregnant with the enemy’s child. Never mind that I was barely an adult and unmarried.” “He disowned you because it was Tony’s?” “Yes. He couldn’t accept it. It shamed him. Infuriated him. Looking at me pissed him off. I think I was the ultimate reminder of his disgrace.” “How long did he know before you left?” “A month. He gave me an ultimatum. Abort the baby or lose everything.” “Abortion? Papa?” He was a devout Catholic. As old school as they came. She nodded, her eyes glistening again. “I couldn’t do that.” She glanced up the stairs. “I’m so glad I didn’t.” “Does Francis spears know?” “No. Tony never told him. In fact, we stopped seeing each other as soon as I
Damian Hope sat silently beside me. “What is it?” I asked after a few minutes. “Effie is Tony’s daughter. Isabella confirmed it.” “I’m not surprised.” “They fell in love, Damian. They were young and just fell in love. You were right in what you thought. That’s why Papa sent her away, disowning her. He gave her an ultimatum: abort or leave. She left.” I remained silent, understanding a little more of Isabella. I had pegged her to be a hateful, power hungry bitch. She might well be, but she was also stronger than I gave her credit for. “Tony was supposed to tell your father, but he never did.” I glanced at Hope. “I can’t say I’m surprised.” “He let her go all alone.” Hope looked off into the distance. “He sent her money, though.” She rolled her eyes. “Hope.” I don’t know why I felt the need to defend Tony. I wasn’t, really; I just needed to explain how things were at our house. How my father was. She opened her mouth to speak, her expression unbelieving. “Wait. I’m not defendin
Damian “I liked that,” she said, kissing me. “I’m glad, because I’ll want your little mouth around me often.” I checked my watch. They had be here in twenty minutes. All I wanted to do was hold her, stay here with her, but I had to take care of business. “Go to sleep, Hope.” I climbed out of bed and covered her with the blanket. She shook her head and rose up on an elbow. “My sister, Damian.” “She will be fine. But if she orchestrated Kyle's kidnapping, she will need to answer for that.” “You are not going to let anyone hurt her.” It wasn’t a question, but I answered it anyway. “No. I’ll keep her safe. My intention is to keep everyone safe and end this.” “I want to be there with her.” “I want you to stay out of family business.” “My sister is my family.” I shook my head, my tone harder when I spoke. “Your sister is in over her head, and I want her out of it too. Can I trust you to stay here, or do I have to bind you?” I needed her to know this conversation was over. She gla