It has been eight months since we had Harlem and he’s wild already, just like Gunner. I place him in bed and kiss him. I know he will be safe tonight. There will be four guards outside this room. Three more at the end of the hall. No one except the guys and me will be able to get through. We’re back at the old place for tonight's party. It’s safer than having people in our home.“He asleep?” I watch as Zane walks over, peering into the cot. “Go get ready. I’ll sit here for a bit.” His lips press against my neck for a moment before I leave. Bear looking around for something, and I laugh.“You, wasn’t it?” He turns to face me.“Maybe, Daddy, maybe not.” I walk past him, but he grabs me, dragging me back.“What are you hoping to gain?” He pushes me against the wall.“I don’t know. Maybe, just maybe I want to be bad.” I bite my lip.“Prove it, dirty girl, prove you want to be bad.”I start to strip, my hips swinging as I do. “Just imagine, Daddy, me bent over that bad, with your hands gra
Emmi POV:I smile as I dance, the mask firmly in place, sealing my identity and hopefully helping me with my conquest. I turned eighteen today, not that you would think it by looking at my life and how I spent today. People will look at me and see freedom, a city to explore and enjoy. That, though, is a shocking lie. I’m in prison. This city is my prison, and I have no way of escaping and no way of changing things.I continue dancing with this sweet guy. He has no idea who I am, which I like. If he knew, he wouldn’t be near me. Actually, if he knew, he would likely be screaming, ‘The Princess is here’. Yeah, because the Princess should never be here. I have a list of places I can visit. The rest are no-gos. According to my family anyway. Solace City, my parents’ city, my prison.My hands pull him closer as I dance. I begin feeling myself relax and smile as we talk. How free can you really be in a city where most people know who you are? And those who don’t? Well, if they even try to t
Emmi POV:I stand in the bar, looking around. I guess I got my point across. Sitting down, I point to the whiskey. Dean nods, shaking while he pours the drink. I would be shaking. I should be. I thought a quick punch and they would leave me alone.“On the house.” His words are quiet as he continues to shake.“You’re safe, Dean. I won’t mention how I got this scratch. I think I’ve made it clear that I don’t take orders or like being touched, haven’t I?” I look around the bar, everyone nodding. Jacob sat on the chair, holding his face. That was a mistake, and it freaked me out, but I couldn’t backtrack after it had happened. They would have seen me as weak, and then it would have gotten worse.“He okay to leave? He won’t mention what happened, will you, Jac?” Dean calls over.I won’t keep him here. There is a chance he won’t be able to see again. He needs checking, and while I want to say that I hope he is okay and I’m sorry, I can’t.So, instead, I turn. “Oh, Jacob won’t, because if he
Emmi POV:“Deal. How are you getting me out?”He grins more. “Yo, Dean. Throw my shit here.” Ethan winks at me, and I watch Dean walk over. Then, leaning down, he throws a sack at Ethan. “Keep the contents. I need the space for a little one.”He opens it, tipping everything out onto the bar, then looks at me. Wait, he’s joking, right? He wants to put me in a fucking duffle bag. My head falls back. This has disaster written all over it. He can’t get me out of the city in that. They will check, and then what? I just pretend that I was kidnapped. That could work.“Don’t look so scared little one. The guys at the checkpoint know not to touch that bag. It is used for moving shit from one city to the next. They get paid a lot from the Wolversons to ignore that bag. So even if you fucking sneezed, they wouldn’t touch it.” He stands and walks to the door, waiting for me.Dean looks at me, shaking his head. Maybe I’m crazy, or maybe, just maybe, I want to be free. Standing, I follow him outsid
Emmi POV:Walking into a bar, I feel my body tense. This is nothing like my city.“Stand your ground, little Princess. These fuckers don’t care and will fuck you up. Not many women dare step foot in here.”I laugh at his words. He just saw me take on three guys in Dean’s. These guys are nothing. Yet everyone is looking at me like I’m fresh meat. Some I recognise from my city, but they simply turn their heads. Others, however, are clearly wondering who I am.I walk to a table and sit down, Ethan handing me a drink as I sit playing. An hour passes, and luck isn’t on my side, so time to get dirty. I lean over, ensuring my breasts pop out the top of my dress.“Ethan, do you play poker?” I lick my lips, watching as the guy’s stare at me.“Yeah, why?” He leans against the wall swirling his glass before lifting it to his lips.“Do you play as good as you fuck? I might need to tag you in if you do.” I watch as he chokes on his drink, the gasps from around the table loud.“You fucked her?” I t
Bear POV:I stand before her, peering into her eyes. She’s scared for Ethan, which is sweet but unneeded. His fate will be far worse than Mich’s. I look across her body. Fucking perfection, her dress purposely smaller than needed to cause her breasts to flood out of the top. Her hips are perfect for grasping and god, those lips… Tainted red and plump, perfect fucking lips and all I can think about is kissing them, kissing them while my hands devour her entire body.“Please, don’t hurt him.” I watch as tears fill her eyes.Tilting my head, I smile. “Now, you have me wondering, little lamb. Why are you so upset that he will die? Has he touched you? Taken from you what he had no right to?” I lean closer, my hand still wrapped around her neck. Fuck, she smells like heaven. My cock hardens against my jeans. There’s blood smeared on her neck from my hand. Now that is hot. Yet the pang of jealously somehow swells within me at the thought of Ethan touching her.“No, he hasn’t touched me. You’
Emmi POV:I sit watching as Bear disappears through the door, the rage still building - but more at myself for this stupid move. Some of the rage is directed at my mother too, for lying over what the party is for. She wouldn’t have told me; no, she would have let me go and just waved me off at the end of the fucking night! I stand and walk towards the door, and I don’t even know why because I can see the lift needs a card, and I don’t have one. The door to the stairs clearly needs a key too. Walking back through, I go into the same room as before, my eyes on the windows. I glance out. It’s a balcony. Opening the door, I step out and glance down.It’s at least a 20ft drop. Maybe a bit less if I can use the balcony and dangle from the bottom? I grab my bag, deciding to try to call someone, anyone. I glance at my phone and quickly give in. I can’t, how can I? No one is going to go against two fucking cities to rescue me. I scream slightly and kick the railing.“Who the fuck are you?”I j
Emmi POV:I feel awkward, and a new conversation needs to start.“Why is there a guy strapped up in your room Gunner?” Dante breaks the silence and changes the subject, which I am grateful for. I now let my eyes go to Zane and finally take him in. He isn’t as big as the others, at least in height. Yet his muscles are just as big, if not bigger. His strong jawline is perfect. Yet, he is covered, his shirt buttoned all the way up, almost as if he is hiding something. What though? In those deep brown eyes, though, is pure warmth and love. I look towards Gunner. He is all muscle, big, and his blue eyes are mesmerising yet full of crazy; even I know crazy when I see it. I stay looking at him as I replay Dante back. He is very much like Bear, but with green eyes, his hair long and tied back. They all have tattoos, the same ones, I am guessing that climb up their necks. I can’t be sure as most of Zane’s is hidden. Bear’s eyes are just like Gunners, blue and mesmerising.“Little lamb?” I turn
It has been eight months since we had Harlem and he’s wild already, just like Gunner. I place him in bed and kiss him. I know he will be safe tonight. There will be four guards outside this room. Three more at the end of the hall. No one except the guys and me will be able to get through. We’re back at the old place for tonight's party. It’s safer than having people in our home.“He asleep?” I watch as Zane walks over, peering into the cot. “Go get ready. I’ll sit here for a bit.” His lips press against my neck for a moment before I leave. Bear looking around for something, and I laugh.“You, wasn’t it?” He turns to face me.“Maybe, Daddy, maybe not.” I walk past him, but he grabs me, dragging me back.“What are you hoping to gain?” He pushes me against the wall.“I don’t know. Maybe, just maybe I want to be bad.” I bite my lip.“Prove it, dirty girl, prove you want to be bad.”I start to strip, my hips swinging as I do. “Just imagine, Daddy, me bent over that bad, with your hands gra
It has been nearly nine months, and it is incredible to watch Emmi, to see her stomach blossom, and somehow, it has tamed Gunner when he’s near her. He is still as savage with those he needs to be with, but with Emmi, he is careful.“Is it sorted?” I turn to Bear and nod.“Gunner killed them, with people watching. Everyone now knows not to touch them.” It was a mess and a war we couldn’t afford.“No one else does, Dante. Very few do that. Those guys just saw cash and thought they could take it. They didn’t even consider the consequences or consider who they were trying to raid.”He is right. Sure, people still commit minor, petty crimes, which the police deal with. However, they had been watching Jax and his family. That was clear when they attacked them within the city. We’re lucky Jax and his guys walked away and let us deal with it. They could have started a war.“Is she ready?” We should be leaving. I agreed we would go to their city, expecting them to show here after everything w
Six months! It has been six months since that punishment since I admitted I loved them. Gunner started great. The last month though, I have been nothing but exhausted as he tried to complete his quest. He was relentless in his pursuit for it, and now, well, he won.I step out of the bathroom. I am shaking, crazy scared shaking. I walk out to the pool, and they are all sat around it. I’m lucky, they are hot, and I know I am lucky.“Finally, come sit here.” Bear spreads his legs. Moving, I sit between them and lean back. He will protect me from Gunner. I know he will.“Everything okay?” Zane looks at me. “You took a long time in there.”“So you know what we haven’t spoken about?” We’ve discussed a lot. We spoke about how sleeping would go. They work some nights, so it makes it easier. I share a bed with two of them most nights. It changes from night to night based on who is working and not, who fucked me that night and didn’t.We got married, which was amazing but not legal. I don’t car
A month has passed, and Emmi is excellent, but now we have a new threat. Wensendale City, and Garrod. He keeps trying to push his foot through our city with his dirty work, dirty work, which I will never agree to. I watch as he walks towards me and sits down. I don’t bother shaking his hand. I don’t do that shit. I look from him to the guys with him. I know Jax, and I wonder how long he will do this for before he runs home to his wife?“So, do you agree?” Garrod leans forward, looking at me.“No. My city isn’t a place for that. If I catch any of your men in it, you can guarantee they won’t make it out alive.” I listened to his arrangement, and no amount of money makes it right.“Your loss, Dante. The Wolversons would be well known in many cities had you agreed.”“For the wrong reasons. Women are not weak. They are not a liability or a way to create money. Not in that way. Our city has survived many falls of other cities, many wars. We do not plan to change it. People are happy in our
It has been four weeks, and those four weeks passed quickly. I’ve spent plenty of time at the new house, helping get it sorted, and it looks even more amazing every day. Every day I spend it with a different brother as they continue to clean up my family’s mess.The border has dropped between the cities, which is amazing. It means Solace City and Wolverson City are together as one. My shoulder has healed, and everything is looking great.“What do you think?” I hear Gunner behind me, and I laugh.“You big psychotic bastard.” I look at the small crib. He is fucking crazy.“Soon, believe me if you’re not already, you will be. I don’t care if it takes fucking you every hour.” I turn and look at him.He is obsessed with getting me pregnant, which is fucking weird. Yet somehow cute, seeing him with the kitten is impressive, and I can just imagine him holding a baby. The room is bright pink, so I’m guessing he wants a girl. If not, he didn’t think this through. I have no issues with a boy sl
I sit and hold the papers. Everything going around in my head. They have all admitted they love me. They are trying to make me see that.“Do you love me, though?” I look up and watch their shocked looks. “I was forced on you guys. You had no choice.” I walked away and came back, but they didn’t get a choice.“Emmi! We are here. We love you. We let you go because we loved you. We aren’t you. We couldn’t come back to prove it. Us showing you we loved you was us letting you go. We love you and want you by choice, not because you were placed here.” Zane’s words make me smile.Glancing down, I look at the papers. I know they want me to say it, but saying it scares the fucking shit out of me.“You’re our family, Emmi, because we want you to be,” Dante says.I open the pages and stare at it: a house. So beautiful, it is big, with gardens. This place doesn’t have gardens, and I miss that. I have missed having the garden to escape to. The house looks fantastic, or it will once it is done nicel
At home, I send Emmi through to her room to clean up as I walk into the kitchen and check everything.“Okay, get out there set up while we get ready.” I walk off, trusting that they will do a good job. We all need to change and be ready, and I’m hoping this makes her feel like she can trust us. I hope so, anyway.After getting changed and showered, I walk out. Then, going to her room, I open the door and peek my head around.“Something hot, think of a party, elegant, sexy, that sort of thing.” I want her to take a little longer getting ready. Turning, I shut the door.“All sorted and set up. So we just go with the flow?” Zane asks.“Yes, because even if we plan this, we will fuck up, so we just go with it. Sit, eat the meal, then tell her.” It is a perfect plan. Walking through, I smile, seeing the rose petals on the floor. Every now and then, a full rose lays waiting. We all stand by the table and wait.I hear her door first, then her footsteps. She stops. “Pick them up,” I call thro
The door opens, and Dante looks at us, then relaxes.“Everything good?” He looks at me.“Yeah, can we just pretend all that didn’t happen?” I want to forget it.“Sure, Juliet won’t try that shit again.” Gunner grins and pulls me out.“So, what, we pretend you walked out of her office, and nothing happened?” Dante looks at me, and I nod.I feel someone's hand on my lower back.“Nice work telling her the rules, little lamb. Do you want the play later?”I laugh at Bears words, grateful he is playing along and pretending shit didn’t happen. We reach the car. “I don’t think you can handle it, Daddy.” His eyes widen as I climb into the car, and Gunner sits next to me.“Okay, Dean’s place next.” I look towards them. His soft smile is trying to calm me, and I know he will talk to Zane and find out what happened. For now, I will forget it, as best as I can.“Okay, Dean’s place next.” I look towards them.“You realise this will be a fight, right?” I look at them. “Last time I walked in there, t
My eyes follow her gaze and land on Zane. Jealousy begins to flood through me. He is leaning into a woman; I watch as he whispers in her ear and kisses her cheek.“Oh, you thought you were the only one? Zane is a sweetheart; he and Danielle go way back.”I shake my head, ignoring her words.“Ask if you don’t believe me. For nearly a year they were dating. Hell, they made a cute baby.” I turn and look at her, shocked. Her smile is growing. “You didn’t know? Why else do you think he’s slipping money into her hand on the sly?” I turn back and watch as he does.Zane wouldn’t. I feel my head shake.“He calls in like clockwork. Seems he is paying her an early visit today. I can show you footage of how often he comes in here to see her if you like?”“No.” My word is quiet.“He has always been a player. Zane can’t have one woman, he tried with Danielle, and that failed. She accepted she will never be the only one with him, though.” Her words hurt.Standing, I walk out. Pulling Zane back, I ho