All Chapters of The Rogues - Protect: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

SAMANTHA THOMPSON             I’m still shaking after Sheriff Vaugh’s visit and there’s no lack of reasons, the aura strength and raw masculinity around him is irresistible.             The way the undressed me with his eyes, the comforting touch of his hands on mine, brought me an entanglement of scary and conflicting feelings.             When I saw that huge man standing at my door, the first thing that came to my mind was how I felt alone and vulnerable.             His tanned and well shaped arms and the muscled manly body visibly strong, even covered by the uniform, give out a COZINESS and PROTECTIVE feeling.      &

SAMANTHA THOMPSON             I haven’t been able to get out of the house for two days, I called the diner and told them I had the flu, I need to know what I’ll do from now on.             There’s no way of pretending that Igor’s thug will leave me alone.             I don’t know if I should pack my bags and try to run away from this hell or if I look for help.             There are so many doubts without answers, I wash my face and look at the mirror, still without believing in everything that happened to me the day before yesterday.                The memories make my

ADAM VAUGH            She looks at me disturbed, with no understanding of how we end up in that humid and desert alley.            She lowers her legs from my waist and cleared her blond hair out of her face.            How can she be this pretty? Delicately I get a handkerchief from my pants pocket and clean between her legs, I still want to keep myself warm in this piece of heaven. I’ve received pictures and some information from the New York Bank robbery and I can’t really say a women as sweet as she was the coauthor of a robbery.            Something is wrong or doesn’t fit. I’m still going to find out who is it. However, my instincts tell me I can believe in her, even though she’s hiding somethings.

SAMANTHA THOMPSON             Adam brought me home, like the true gentleman he is. I open the door in an automatic way, still in ecstasy from the wonderful night I had and I kept thinking: I don’t know if I did the right thing in telling him about Igor and the New York robbery, but I’m a bit tired of all this.             I’m tired of hiding, of running, of being afraid… If all my fears were only about my relationship with Adam going wrong, it would be way more simple, I’m truly scared about the cold blooded murderer I was sleeping with. I fear for Adam and for his brother’s lives.             My god! How can a woman not fall in love with them?          &nbs

SAMANTHA THOMPSON             It has been two days since I’ve talked or spoke with Adam, it’s hard to concentrate at work, I’ve been having agitated sleepless night and I wake up in the middle of the night scared, still hearing the shots echo, the growl of the wolf that protected me in the middle of the woods, a swirl of thoughts and feelings that has been giving me more anxiety every day.             Even though I know I acted correctly, that I’m protecting Adam and the boys, I miss my Damy, I miss hearing his low raspy voice, his male and delicious scent, his soft mouth stuck on mine, so yummy my sheriff, ah! Damy and his cuffs, the mean things he does with my hands tied and his mouth…             I was released earlier from M