***MATTEO'S POV***It is past one a.m. when I enter the house, and I walk to the second floor, knowing that I want to be with only one woman today. the day has been hectic and I'm exhausted. I instruct two of Sorvino's men to take two cars to the location I give them. They will leave a car for Sinclair and return in the other. With that, I rasp gently on Michelle's door and wait for her to answer. No reply. Frowning, I think she must be sleeping but when I twist the knob open, it sways all the way in and the bed is neatly made without a sign of Michelle in bed. I start panicking when I decide to go downstairs and ask where she is. I meet Killian in the kitchen eating from a takeaway plate. "Hey, Matt, everything okay?" he questions. "Sure. Have you seen Michelle?" I demand raising a brow at him. "Have you checked the theater room? I bet she will be there," he says wriggling his brows at me.I nod, taking off and heading towards the theater room. The lights are
EMMAI’d been so confused and hurt after I got off my shift last night. I’d worked so hard to look sexy for Damian but all he’d wanted to do was cover me up. For a moment when he first came up to me, I’d thought I’d seen a look of pure possessive fury come over him when he’d seen the way the customers were staring at me, but the more I thought about it, the more I convinced myself of the impossibility of it. If he felt possessive or worried about me, then why would he just go off and disappear for the rest of the night?No, I needed to really up my game if I was going to get Damian’s attention, and this morning I’d woken up with a brilliant plan. I was going to get him to notice me, and this outfit was going to do the trick. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. The tiny athletic shorts barely covered my ass, and the sports bra made my tits look fantastic. The roller skates were also giving me a bit of height, making my legs look better than ever. Smiling, I grabbed my sunglass
***MICHELLE'S POV***Sex with Matteo is great and oh, if I hadn't taken my birth control pills I might have been with Matt's baby right now. As I turn around, I feel my boyfriend's hand tighten around mine and I smile, loving how conscious he is when he is around me. We spent the night together and I don't know what time it is, but I know I don't want to make it out of bed today. "Good morning, Angel," he twirls me around and I giggle pleasantly, and he kisses the tip of my nose, causing me to giggle. "Good morning, Matt," I say and we plunge into an uncomfortable silence. He caresses my body and after a while, I feel his cock thickening above me. My eyes bulge as I shake my head, knowing how much we fucked last night. "My pussy hurts, Matteo. Don't even think about getting any closer to me this morning," I blurt out."Fine, I'll go leak," he says and scrambles out of the bed, walking towards my bathroom naked. My eyes bulge as I glare at my man walk to my bath
***SINCLAIR'S POV***I spend the night with Summer and she is my biggest dream I've ever known. With how big up she is with matters that concern food, I slide out of bed and rush to the living room, I notice the smoke coming off the fireplace and hear the sounds from the kitchen. At first, I thought it was normal, but the incessant banging gets louder and I move closer, doubting what I would find in there. The door is ajar, so, I walk in and fuck, I wished I had just stayed in bed this morning. Smokey is banging Gunner on the counter top and he is so fucking loud. I shouldn't even be here but fuck, if they aren't hot together. I walk into the room, grab a cup of coffee, and start pouring myself a cup. They don't stop even when I know they have visibly seen me. This is fucking none of my business but I wonder if Summer knows this had been going on between her friend. I mean, I suspected Gunner might have loved Summer, but I wasn't expecting him to be banging his
**SUMMER'S POV***As promised, before noon, one of the guys from the house brings me a phone, but what I don't expect to see is a bouquet, prodding my arm. "OMG! This is so beautiful," I confess and he chuckles, excusing himself. Skokey helps me to the living room and I find the mood rather tight in here than usual. "Is there something going on?" I ask, then, glare at Gunner, quirking my brows upward at him. "Nothing you should be aware of, sweet girl," he confesses. Nodding, I wait for Sinclair to call me. I was dozing off when the phone vibrated in my hand. "Mr. Sin?" I ask with hope. "Hey, little girl, How are you feeling?" he asked his voice bright with sweetness. "My bones are taut, but other than that, I don't think there is anything to worry about," I say shyly. As we continue to talk about tiny bits of stuff, I discover that I don't have a lot to talk together, we don't make conversations, but I guess that's a different thing now. I know he's just build
***SUMMER'S POV***Sinclair is sitting with his suit pants and shirt on the towel, the sandy feeling is so real, and the sun is slowly setting over the horizon. He glared at me and I look downward, blushing profusely. Sinclair's fingers brush my cheeks and he gently lift it upward so that I am staring at him. "You don't have to hide from me," He states. "I know that," I mutter, not truly knowing how I feel.Grabbing my chin, Mr. Sin leans forward and brushes his lips against mine. "I know you are on the run from something, or someone, but I want you to know that I will keep you safe if you give me the chance," he states. I hate how weak and mushy I get when Sinclair is involved with me, he knows how to turn my buttons on. "Summer?" he calls out and I shudder, shufting backward. "I'm sorry, Mr. Sin, but I don't think you need to get entangled with the stuff that concerns me," I state out, squaring my shoulders at him. Sinclair shakes his head, stands and takes
***SUMMER'S POV***I have never touched a cock before. I mean, I've been a fucking virgin when Sinclair found me. But being here and touching his cock, rubbing on softly on him seems to be a reality show. That is why when Gunner starts rushing over calling my name, I get panicked and jump out of Sin's reach, my hair covering my face as I wait to hear what he has got to say. "Summer, you need to get out of here now. They are coming," he states and at the mention of that, I know what that means. I slip out of Sinclair's body panting and looking for my clothes. Gunner is much closer now. "No. He can't have found us so easily," I murmur, wearing my clothes with the speed of the light. "Well, that is true and we need to cover. They will be here in about ten minutes top, if they haven't already surrounded the woods," Gunner spits out. "What's going on?" Sinclair demande, wearing his clothes too, not giving a damn that his boxers are still wet. "I don't trust you enough
***SINCLAIR'S POV***I pin Summer on the bed, grabbing both her hands and placing them above her head before she can register what is going on. "STOP! You can't do that," she cries out. "Do what exactly?" I demand feigning innocence."Force a reply out of me," she blurts out. "I wouldn't force one if you just downright tell me the truth. What the fuck is going on?" I demand. Summer stays calm but the turbulence of her eyes makes me know she is worried. "My Uncle Yuri is after me. He doesn't need to know I am in your house, if not, that will bring a war," she says. A war? The only war I foresee is a turf war, and that would mean Summer is affiliated with some powerful man. "What is that?" I demand and trust her, I let go of her hand, watching her scramble into a sitting position by the bed. "Yuri Remmington is my Uncle. I ran away from him the night..." she stutters and chokes out. I frown, knowing that she has been abused. "That motherfucker touched you? I will se