Vin didn’t let her leave the house until he was sure she was fully rested. Callie grew anxious with each day, she only wanted to visit the shelter. She had been away for nearly a month! She promised them she would return soon.However, both Sienna and the crime lord assured her that being hospitalized was more than a valid reason for not coming sooner.“I’ll come and pick you up before sundown,” said Vin as Callie unbuckled her seatbelt.“You’re not coming?” He was kind enough to drive her all the way to the shelter, but Callie thought that he would at least step inside with her.“There’s something I need to take care of,” he replied. “Stay alert and don’t let your guard down easily, alright?”The singer giggled, “They’re children, Vin. They won’t hurt me.”“Ah, but you’d be surprised, Songbird. It’s the children who should look out for.”With a disbelieving shake of her head, Callie stepped out of the luxury vehicle and waved goodbye to the mafia boss.“Callie, there you are! Come on
Callie bent down to inspect the door closer. The panel looked no bigger than the door of a mini fridge, held together by a latch connected to some branches, tied together with a piece of thick wire.She pulled on the wire with frantic movements, her brain working in overdrive. After managing to unlock the door, she pushed it open and peered inside.The smell hit her first. It was damp, and from the little light that came in, perhaps it was moldy too. It was dangerous for anyone to be left in here from the mold alone, they could suffer serious diseases.“Evan?” she called out, voice trembling. “Are you guys in here? Simon?”Faint scrambling caught Callie’s attention and it had her on her knees crawling into the tiny space to get a better look.Two scared kids bumped into her, and even without seeing their faces, she could feel their tears on her skin, their words a blubbering mess.“Holy— This shit is straight out of Matilda!” Sienna exclaimed, reaching a hand inside for the children t
Everything was in place.Callie would forget. Vin made sure of it.At this point, there wasn’t much that Vin would not do for his Songbird, which made her dangerous, and yet Vin wouldn’t have it any other way.It took him a while to realize, but Callie was special to him. No matter how much he denied his feelings, they were there in the back of his mind, slowly creeping in and tickling his heart back into a rhythm that beat in time with hers.It was time for him to let her know just how special she was.The trip back to the shelter took no time at all, which is why Vin was more than a little surprised when Callie didn’t answer his calls.“What are you up to, little bird?” he murmured as he prepared to alight his vehicle.There was nothing to be suspicious about at first, but when Vin entered the threshold, and there was no one to greet him, it was a different story.His senses were suddenly on high alert. Vin’s head wasn’t large enough that he would expect an entourage to wait for him
“In nine hundred meters, turn right at the exit.”The navigation lady’s voice plucked Callie out of her slumber. Wow, she didn’t even realize she’d fallen asleep. The last thing she remembered was getting in the car after her colorful session with Dr. Clark.Rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, Callie looked out the window, trying to make out where they were.“Vin? I don’t think this is the way back home.”Hearing her voice, still low and husky with sleep, made Vin smile. It wasn’t every day that he could hear that voice, but now, he’s starting to think he should make it a mission to do so. What a wonder it would be to wake up next to her every day.“No, it is not, Songbird. I still owe you a surprise.”“Wait, where are we going?”Excitement bubbled inside Callie as Vin stepped on the accelerator.“We’re outside the border,” she whispered more to herself than Vin. “This is the first time I’ve been outside the border. I—”Her hand flew to the button at her side before she could even fini
“There’s a good girl. Take it all in, sweetheart.”She liked the sound of that, but Callie had another idea in mind. She reached for Vin’s hand, which was gripping the sheets at his side. She pulled until she could rest it on her head, a silent plea for him to take charge.“Does my little bird want me to fuck her mouth?”“Yes, Master. Please, I need it.”Vin twisted Callie’s hair around his hand and thrust into her mouth. Hard.Callie felt Vin’s cock hit the back of her throat without warning, and God did she enjoy that, her eyes rolling back at the sensations Vin’s cock brought her.She gagged and choked around Vin, but who needed air, right? And fuck, did Vin savor every slurping noise Callie made.She looked up at him through wet eyelashes, begging him for more.“Any harder, and I’ll undo whatever progress you made with your jaw, sweetheart,” he grunted, and Callie whined around him, the vibrations sending his hips into overdrive.“Fuck, me too, Songbird, but I’m not coming anywher
The glorious scent of waffles and coffee tickled Callie’s nose and senses awake. She opened her eyes to the soft morning light filtering in from the half-opened curtains.“Vin?” she called out softly when she couldn’t feel him beside her in bed.“Ah, you’re awake,” he replied. “How are you feeling?”Unsettled by Vin’s attentiveness, Callie shook her head, willing her memories to surface.“I feel fine, kind of fuzzy,” she giggled. “What happened last night? I don’t remember coming into bed.”The admission painted her cheeks crimson. She remembered taking a shower and Vin joining her shortly after, but she woke up in bed in only a robe, her hair still slightly damp.Vin crossed the distance between them, setting the tray of food on the bedside table. Sitting on the bed, he brushed a lock of Callie’s hair behind her ear with a gentle smile.“Well, I think it was by the third round when your knees gave out, and I had to carry you back to bed,” the crime lord replied, biting his lower lip
“Vin, you have got to be kidding me.”Soft chuckles passed her fingertips that she had brought up to her lips. Callie looked on in awe of the theater, of the stage, and their view from the private box that Vin had rented for them.“Whatever do you mean?” he replied, a coy smile nothing short of scheming graced his lips. “I rented a box for us so that you may see the performance with the best view. Don’t you agree?”She hummed as she nodded her head in agreement, brushing her fingertips over the soft velvet of the chairs.“You’re very much like the phantom in The Phantom of the Opera.” She sat down, craning her neck to gaze up at Vin, who took a seat beside her.“Hmm, maybe I took a move out of his playbook,” he replied. “I told you, I’ve done my research.”“So, you have.”Before long, the chatters inside the theater died down, and the lights dimmed. And when the curtains rose, Callie was fully immersed in the show.It ran for nearly two hours. Two hours of being on the edge of her sea
It had been a week since they saw their first musical play together, and Callie could not be more satisfied. Their hotel suite was booked until Vin decided otherwise, and it left them plenty of options to go about their time.After thoroughly enjoying their first show, Vin booked tickets for another play which Callie greatly appreciated and thanked him for.It was a simple matter to Vin. To drive either short or long distances, to spend hundreds of dollars on tickets, or to pay for a ridiculously expensive hotel room, was nothing. Nothing compared to the way Callie’s face lit up every time he surprised her with a gift.“What do you want to do today?” he asked Callie as they lay on the king-sized bed, a tangle of limbs.Callie hummed, feeling her stomach growling subtly at the mention of any activity.“Is this what a honeymoon feels like?” she thought to herself.Basking in each other’s presence, being grateful that the other existed, and feeling loved. She could want for nothing more.
Fresh out of the bath, Callie softly called out that she was done.The woman who had prepared the bath for her entered with a white fluffy towel draped on one arm, and a salve resting in her other hand.“Thank you…” Callie started when the woman handed her the towel.“Nabi,” the woman answered, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.“Thank you, Nabi. I’m Callie.”Nabi offered a small smile as Callie slipped into a fresh white robe, then she led the singer to sit in front of the vanity.“I’ve heard your name before,” said Nabi as she pulled one drawer open to grab a brush. Slowly, she took a section of Callie’s hair and started to brush it.Callie didn’t ask her to elaborate. Somehow, people knew her name by her association with Vin, and every time, nothing good came out of it.They stayed silent even as Nabi pulled the hair dryer out of another drawer and started to dry Callie’s hair. The blonde brushed and pulled sections of Callie’s hair and pinned them away from her face in
Callie’s ears rang with Cullen’s howling of frustration but her mind remained on the memory of Vin. His words, no matter how hurtful, his touch no matter how brief.She couldn’t look him in the eyes, feeling disgusted to put on display like that to a man who threw her out once. But she caught glimpses of him. His tired eyes, the downward curve of his mouth, the way his shoulders sagged a bit, these were details only Callie noticed. To anyone else, Vin was a picture of a bored man, but Callie saw through the façade. She saw the darkness that ringed his eyes, his pale skin, and sunken cheeks. Her stomach twisted with worry that he hadn’t been eating well.Maybe he’d changed his mind. Perhaps he’d come to save me, Callie thought earlier. But Vin’s words cut too deeply to be fake. She was a passing plaything. And she will never be more, because Vin had cast her aside for the second time.Callie’s empty stomach tightened as she swallowed the bile that threatened up her throat. Disgust cra
Vin drummed his fingers onto the tabletop of Cullen Reich’s private game room. The wait was pissing him off. He had a clear idea why Cullen ever so politely invited him into his territory and into his private establishment.“He’s going to gloat,” said Soren during their earlier meeting. “Callie will be there, that’s given. But we have no news whatsoever after her location was confirmed. We don’t know if…”“We don’t know if she’s alright,” Vin finished for him. “She’s alive. That much, I’m certain. He wouldn’t call me out like this otherwise.”The date of their meeting came. Two full days after Callie left, no, since Callie was taken.Vin reached into his jacket pocket and retrieved a small flask. The whiskey burned down his throat, but it did nothing to ease his nerves.On the outside, he was a picture of calm, but the storm in his eyes betrayed his exterior.Callie was somewhere in Reich’s territory. The plan was already in place, he only needed to set a few more pieces on the board
Callie woke up shivering and sputtering the water that was thrown in her face. Disoriented and cold, she was pulled from the floor and forced to sit in a wooden chair.“Tie her legs and arms,” said a voice she vaguely recognized. “I don’t want her filth touching me.”Callie’s head pounded along with the throbbing ache in her jaw. She ran her tongue across her lips, surprised when she tasted copper upon them. The slap from earlier must have left a cut. A shiver ran down her spine as she felt her wrists being bound together by zip ties, followed by her ankles.“Is she alive? Wake up, darling.” It was the same voice, deep and masculine, but it held a sinister vibe that Callie couldn’t help but shiver. Another splash.Sputtering and coughing, she slowly opened her eyes, groaning when the bright overhead light invaded her vision, worsening her headache.Memories came flooding back after she’d regained her bearings.She had been kidnapped; beaten; drugged three times with sedatives; and now
Ella stared at Vin’s back wondering what the best way to murder him was. She’d asked him—no, begged him before not to hurt Callie, and yet he still did.The doctor waited until Liam was out of earshot before she spoke, and she didn’t bother disguising the venom in her voice.“You fucked up,” she told him icily. “You fucked up big time, Vin. Callie is a one-in-a-million. No, one in a zillion!” Ella watched Vin’s shoulders straighten as he faced her, his face a mask of indifference. “You’ll never find another woman like her, and you gave her up just like that, for what?”Vin’s skull throbbed with a migraine on top of the ache he felt in his right thigh. With his hands fisted at his sides, he fought through the pain to answer Ella.“I didn’t give her up,” he replied. “I gave her freedom.”His voice sounded strained and tired, but it held a hint of doubt.“Are you trying to convince me or yourself?” Ella scoffed. “You’re an idiot.”She turned his back on him and started to put away the
The air in Vin’s office seemed to thin by the minute. It had not been a day, and yet Callie’s absence weighed on him like they had been apart for years.There was only so much he could do to distract himself from the fact, but Sienna, Callie’s best friend was not making it easy for him.“How could you?” Sienna asked, disbelief thick in her voice. Vin didn’t need to look up from his laptop to know she was glaring at him. He had enough on his plate, Sienna’s outburst was the least of his priorities, but Raleigh’s presence warranted the crime lord’s attentionRaleigh was like a son to Vin, so when he looked up and saw confusion and disbelief in Raleigh’s eyes, Vin’s chest pricked.“I never question you, Vin. You know that,” the boxer said in a low, even voice. “But this is just wrong. You know more than anyone that Callie belonged here with us.”A muscle throbbed at Vin’s jaw upon hearing those words.“That’s enough,” he growled. “I don’t need any of your opinions, and I do not appreciate
Callie’s heart thudded in her ears. Nothing registered except for the pain, so much pain that she couldn’t tell what was hurting.It was like Vin ripped her heart out from her chest, dropped it on the ground, and stomped on it with heavy boots.Tears blurred her sight, she struggled to pull herself and the suitcases out of the elevator, and once the doors closed behind her, she collapsed.It was over.She hit the ground hard, scraping her knees and palms, but the pain was nothing compared to the pain in her chest.She sobbed into her hands, crying out, uncaring that a few stories above her, Vin was probably hearing her as he sipped on his drink, uncaring.The tears were unrelenting as was the stabbing in her heart. She sat on the ground, crying until no more tears fell from her eyes. She cried until she felt exhaustion wrapping its arms around her. She needed to leave before she collapsed in front of Vin’s elevator.Mustering the strength to stand was equivalent to squeezing her heart
Soren stared at Vin, worried about his friend. He had suspected that the letter would contain some kind of message from Jimmy, but he didn’t want to break the news to Vin. There was no way to make this easy for him.Vin could lie to himself all he wanted, but anyone with eyes could see that he was in love with Callie. And his reaction to the letter he held in his hands was proof of that.“Callie’s free,” Vin whispered a second before crumpling the piece of paper in his hand.The world seemed to spin around Vin. Callie had been a constant in his life for only a few months, but he knew he couldn’t live without her.Everything in him screamed not to let her go. To find an alternative. To buy her back. But another part of him, the moral side of him, knew that Callie deserved to be free.That deal was to play with her, right? Never did he think he’d be this devastated when this day finally came.Callie wasn’t a bird trapped in his cage anymore, and she deserved to see the world, as the wor
“Where are we going?” asked Liam as he sucked on his chocolate drink. Vin helped him get strapped into his seat in the back. “Home. We’ve been gone for too long.” Callie looked at Vin nervously, but she managed to plaster a smile on for Liam. “You hear that Liam? We’re going home!” she said excitedly, buckling her own seatbelt. She turned to Vin then. “You okay?” Vin glanced over at Callie as he eased the car out onto the highway. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” But Callie could tell something was wrong. Something had been wrong since the night of her attempted kidnapping. Had she said something to piss Vin off? But if she had, then he would have called her out on it already. Vin wasn’t the type of person to hold back on her punishments if she needed it. So, what was wrong now? “We’re driving straight home,” said Vin after a couple of minutes on the road. “If you need something, just let me know. We can pull over for food or bathroom breaks.” Callie’s eyebrows scrunched together