Grace POV
Going back to school seems weird after the last few days I had. The robbery at the rescue center, Dash and my parents. I look around, trying to find my friends as I enter the coffee shop, but they are not there. I walk to the counter, greeting the young girl serving another client. I look at the specials board considering drinking something different. I have been through so much these last few days that I think I could try something new.
“Hey Grace, didn’t see you there,” Jason says as he approaches me from behind the counter. “You’re the first one today,” he says, offering a genuine smile.
“Hey Jason, I guess I am a little early today,” I let out, focusing on the board again. Jason looks over his shoulder to see what I am staring at and then he smiles.
“Trying something new?” He asks and I nod, offering him a smile. Jason is the own
Grace POVI spent the entire day yesterday dodging Dash’s calls and attempts to contact me. I know I probably shouldn’t, but I just couldn’t talk to him. I was feeling hurt, and I didn’t want him to know I saw the photo. I messaged him saying Amber needed me and I would be with her all day. I know he didn’t believe me because he kept trying to call me and I wouldn’t answer.Whatever happened between him and that woman has nothing to do with me, but if he wants people to believe we are really engaged, maybe he shouldn’t be photographed with other women. I bet the press is having a field day with this and they are dragging my name through the mud.My parents tried calling me, and I didn’t answer. If I didn’t want to talk to Dash, I really didn’t want to talk to them. How would I explain him being with another woman? The way the photo was taken looked like
Dash POV“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Grace’s voice is louder than normal, questioning me as soon as I put her on the floor. Her eyes are wild, her hands on her hips as she stares at me as if I am the fucking enemy. I knew Tara was going to be a fucking problem for me, but I didn’t think she was going to interfere with Grace. “I’m kissing you,” I let out as I pull her to me and kiss her. Her hands quickly move from her hips to my chest as she fights me off. Grace pushes me away and because I am not a total jackass, I stop kissing her and groan in frustration. “No, you’re not kissing me,” she tells me and I take one step towards her and she shakes her head, raising her hand and stopping me as it slams against my chest. “Don’t you dare touch me,” she says. I stop where I am standing. My heart beats fast against my chest as I watch her eyes scan me. “I am not a merchandise Dash, I am someone that has a mind of her own, and I sure as hell don’t need a man to treat me like
Grace POVLiving with Dash wasn’t planned, none of this was planned. How he is treating me and how I am falling for him. I shake my head, trying to concentrate in class, but my brain won’t allow me. I am staring directly at my professor while my mind is going a thousand an hour. Everything Dash told me seems to have come out of a book, or one of those films that no one watches because the lead is a bad guy. I never thought my dad would get into debt the way he is now. He always seemed to have everything under control. He was always my hero and right now… he is the villain I am trying to get away from. When my classes are finally finished, I take a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I need to speak to Amber. She always knows how to get me in the right headspace. But first I need to go check on the dogs. I can’t remember how I got here. You know when you’re on autopilot and do things without noticing? That was me. I am standing in front of Dash’s apartment building. I look up and na
Grace POV“I can’t believe you are moving in with him,” Jamie says as she closes one of the cardboard boxes that is full of my kitchen things. Amber nods as I smile, folding some t-shirts as I put them inside another box. “I know I already asked this, but why didn’t you hire someone to do this?” Hannah asks as she places her hands on her hips, looking at me. “Because I have you,” I say and she shakes her head as Amber laughs with Jamie. “I don’t have a lot of things anyway,” I say, looking around the living room. It looks like a bomb exploded in here and everything is everywhere. I have boxes piled up everywhere. “Does your mom know you’re leaving?” Hannah asks, and I shake my head. This is the subject I have been avoiding, but my three friends are the mirrors I can’t avoid. They know everything about me, and they know how I avoid certain things. “When are you going to tell her?” Jamie asks as she grabs a pillow and shoves it into another box. I stay silent, but I know if I don’t
Grace POVAs soon as Dash’s car stops in front of my parent’s house, my hands start to shake and I am thinking about postponing this. I am not so sure right now. It’s like the drive took away all the courage I had gathered during the day. “It’s going to be okay,” Dash reassures me, but I honestly don’t think it will be. He is more positive than I am. Well, I have always been a very negative person. I have always seen the world through dark lenses. Nothing is as easy as it seems, and the universe decided to prove me right.I take a deep breath before I open the car door and step outside. I look at the townhouse and everything in me is telling me to run. To run for my life because nothing good will come out of this conversation. Walking up the steps and pressing the bell, I feel Dash right behind me. His hand pressed lightly against my lower back, encouraging me. “Don’t leave me alone with them,” I whisper without looking at him. Dash has been an amazing person who entered my life and
Dash POV“I swear I am going to fucking kill you,” I bark at Jagger on the phone while he laughs on the other side. My brother can be the toughest guy around, but when he laughs, he really does. He barely even cracks a smile since tragedy entered his life, but hearing him laugh brings a smile to my face even when he is trying to annoy the shit out of me.“Okay, I’ll stop, but listen to me, this is going to get messy, and Wyatt is not going to like it,” Jagger warns me. I know Wyatt is going to be so fucking fuming he will try to kill me, but it’s a risk I am willing to take.“You think I don’t know that?” I ask. Jagger is our enforcer, he takes care of people when we request it from him. It’s kind of ironic because during the day he is the good guy, trying to keep people out of prison, and at night he kills people not just for a living but for pleasure a
Dash POV“What do you got for me?” I ask as I enter Jagger’s office in the safe house. His eyes meet mine and he nods toward the chair. I sit down, feeling my blood boil. Jagger puts his pen down and spins on his chair facing me. “You’re not gonna like this,” he warns me, but I shrug and nod so he can tell me the information I need. “He doesn’t know anything. Whatever they have on Tara is new,” Jagger says and I stand up, kicking the desk, cursing under my breath. Jagger leans back in his chair, watching me. His eyes scan my every movement as if he is analyzing a fucking witness. “Are you sure?” I ask, and his eyebrows pinch in confusion. Of course, he is fucking sure. The guy has been rotting in our cells and he would talk immediately. He is a fucking kid. He doesn’t have the stomach for this life. Not yet anyway. “Are you doubting my abilities now?” Jagger questions me. I shake my head as I shove my hands into my pockets. The need to break something increasing inside my veins. Ja
Grace POV“I am not having this conversation with you anymore,” I say, turning around and entering the bathroom. I close the door, locking it and rushing to turn the shower on so it will muff Dash’s voice. Immediately, I put loud music on and block his words. Even his voice is starting to annoy me. How can he say things like that about dogs?Who the fuck doesn’t like dogs? They are a person’s best friend; they are loyal and if you want to know the meaning of true love, all you have to do is care for them. If you give them two seconds of your attention, they will love you forever. They are attention whores. I shake my head, trying to tame my anger while I strip my clothes off. Going to the damn party tonight is not happening now. Dash can find someone else to go with. I am not going to put on a fake smile and pretend to be having the time of my life when I don’t even want to look at him. The hot water does barely anything to push away my feelings about this subject. Am I being too mu
Jagger POVEntering the elevator, I press my key card to the reader and the doors close immediately. I hate sharing the elevator with people, so I like to come early, before everyone is supposed to start. Today is a bad day for me. It’s been ten years today since my life changed and made me the man I am today. The elevator doors open and Janet looks at me with a wide smile. I look at her, shaking my head slightly as I walk to her desk and she offers me a cup of black coffee. “Good morning boss,” she says and I raise an eyebrow, looking at her and her shoulders slump as she looks at me. “What? Can’t I try to make your day a little better? Today is your dark day after all,” she says and I nod slightly, offering her a small smile. I don’t smile a lot lately, I don’t have a lot of reasons to smile, anyway. “Every day is a dark day,” I correct Janet, and she crosses her arms in front of her chest giving me her sassy attitude and I nod “Thank you for the coffee,” I tell her and her entire
Dash POVStanding at the altar waiting for Grace to walk up to me is making me more nervous than I have ever been in my life. Waiting for her to walk to me in her wedding dress, ready to make me her husband, is the weirdest feeling ever. The past year I have spent showing Grace how much I love her and how important she is to me. The Bridal March starts playing and I look at my brother, who is standing next to me while I adjust my jacket. Fiddling with my hands seems to be helping with the anxiety of seeing Grace.Everyone stands up and then I see Grace walking towards me next to her mother. The veil is covering her face, but I can see her smile underneath. Once they stand in front of me, Marie kisses me on the cheek before offering me her daughter’s hand. I hold Grace’s hand, bringing it to my lips before I remove the veil from her face and her eyes shine with happiness, but it soon disappears when her eyes move from me to my brother standing behind me. “What happened to Jagger?” Gr
Dash POVOne year laterOpening my eyes as I feel the sweat dripping down my face and my heart beating fast makes me sit up straight immediately. I look around the room, remembering I am in Jagger’s house. Today is my wedding day and Grace came up with the whole shit. I am not allowed to see her before the wedding kind of crap.I tried to explain to her that superstition made no sense, not when we lived together and shared a life already, but she made me promise I would respect what she wanted. What can I say? The girl says jump and I ask how high. I am entirely in her hands and she can do whatever the fuck she wants with me that I will allow her to. Pulling up a pair of shorts that I left on the chair, I walk out of the room towards the living room to find my brother with an ice pack against his lip. I raise a single eyebrow as I step closer to him and chuckle as his bruised face appears behind the ice. “Holly shit, Grace is going to fucking kill you, and those bruises won’t be any
Dash POVI open my eyes and immediately regret doing so. My mouth is dry and my vision is blurred. I move my hands up and down my face, trying to wake up, but the headache makes me flinch. I groan in frustration and when I move; I feel something next to me in bed. No, no… Fear strikes and I stand still, not wanting to look at how much I fucked up last night. Getting drunk is one thing, but hooking up and ending up fucking a random girl is an entirely different kind of fuck up. A fuck up, I will not forgive myself. Gathering the courage to look after taking several breaths, I move slightly to see Grace sleeping next to me. I look up and then look at my side again, sitting up on the bed in one movement. Not believing my eyes, I smile, but at the same time freak out a little. How the fuck did I end up in bed with Grace?I look around the room, not recognizing it, and then look down at my body to find a pair of green boxer shorts I have never seen in my life. What the fuck? Looking arou
Grace POV“Grace, dinner is ready, sweetheart,” Mom says as she opens my bedroom door. I nod my head slightly without lifting my head from the pillow. “I’m not hungry,” I whisper back as I feel a single tear roll down my face. I have been crying on and off since I left Dash’s house. Everything he has told me, plus everything else that happened, has taken a toll on me. It’s like my brain has gone into overdrive and shut down. Refusing to cope with what is happening.Mom takes a deep breath as she sits on the edge of the bed, resting her hand on my legs. I look at her and I can see the concern plastered all over her face. “I am worried about you,” Mom says, and that is the last thing I want. She doesn’t deserve to be feeling this. She has gone through so much, I hate putting another thing on her back. Mom looks like she has aged years in the last few days. The betrayal, the divorce, my dad’s death, and my kidnapping have taken a huge chunk of her life away. “Sorry Mom,” I say, sitting
Dash POV“What do you mean, you do things that would make my skin curl? What do you mean by that?” Grace asks and I close my eyes for a few seconds and when I open them, her eyes widen as if she is finally understanding everything. “I am innocent Grace, and I will make sure no one comes back to hurt you,” I say, and she stands up so fast it makes my head spin. “Careful, you can’t do that,” I say, but she ignores me as she paces around the living room. “Are you telling me you are like Parisi?” Grace asks and I stand walking to her. I place my hands on her neck and her eyes meet mine as I caress her skin lightly with my thumb as I shake my head. “I am nothing like that fucker, I don’t traffic women, I don’t rape women, I don’t force them to do things they don’t want, and I sure as hell don’t hurt innocent women,” I add and Grace’s eyes widen again as her hands fly to touch mine. Her hands gripping mine but she doesn’t push away. “I am not like him, but I am not innocent,” I say and s
Grace POV“I can walk by myself,” I let out with a giggle as Dash lifts me from the car. His arms holding me bridal style as he carries me to the elevator. His eyes meet mine and he plants a small kiss on my lips as we wait inside the elevator. The doors open, taking us into our apartment and when we are inside, I look around trying to find my furry friend, but disappointment takes over as I can’t see him anywhere. “Where’s Crow?” I ask Dash and he smiles as he puts me on the couch. His eyes follow my every move as I adjust to my position. “So? Where is he?” I ask and Dash sits next to me, smiling. “Jagger has him, because I was spending so much time in the hospital with you he offered to stay with him, shocking I know,” Dash says and I widen my eyes, nodding. “I never thought I would see the day the big bad wolf would become a teddy bear and decide to offer his help with a dog,” I say as I laugh, and Dash smiles. “Are you hungry? I can make you something to eat,” he says and I sh
Dash POVI walk straight into the room where all the instruments are kept. Things here are different from the safe house. The cells are like rooms and we can’t keep the stuff inside because otherwise they could use it against us or against themselves. Gathering my favorites, I smile as I grab the baseball bat, the knife, and the nail remover. I shove them into my pocket as I rest the baseball bat against my shoulder and I walk into Amber’s room. Her eyes meet mine and she immediately moves against the wall. “Please, don’t do this Dash, I can give you more information,” Amber says and I can’t help but laugh at her poor attempt at getting out of this. “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know,” Amber says, and I shake my head as I grab my phone from my pocket. I log into the security camera feed and show the bitch she is not alone anymore. Amber gasps, covering her mouth with her hand as she sees her pile of shit boyfriend or whatever Parisi is in the other room. He is tied to the wal
Jagger POVWatching my brother almost go through everything I went through has become my worst nightmare. The way he was barely breathing while we tried to find Grace was killing me. I don’t wish that pain on anyone, especially not on my twin brother. He is everything to me. He is the only person I can rely on. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Ghost asks and I nod as he wraps my wrists and hands. Ghost has become a good friend in the last few months. “You can still leave,” he adds, and I shake my head. “Are you trying to get into my head?” I ask, looking directly into his dark eyes. and he shakes his head, cocking his head to the side slightly. When I am done, I walk out of the changing rooms straight into the cage where I am about to have my first underground fight. Ghost introduced me to this world and I come here every time I want to distract myself. There’s something therapeutic for me watching people bleed. “Remember what I told you,” Ghost says and I nod. This is an under