Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“You okay, Powers?” Granger’s voice makes me glance over at him and Gia. She’s not even trying to hide her curiosity as she stares first at me, then at Raven’s and Ammo’s retreating backs.
“Fine.” It comes out harsh.
Granger raises a dark brow, and removes his arm from Gia who’s turning and squealing at someone entering the room.
“You’re cool, right? Ammo will back off if she’s yours.” Granger’s voice holds a warning.
I smile, because that’s what I do, keep everyone off balance and guessing my next move.
“I’m cool. Excuse me.” So what if he’s frowning. I barely know Granger. I’ve taken care of some legal issues dealing with stalkers and such for the band. And then, of course, the Disciples case, but I owe him nothing.
I pull out my phone and text Iain to get the car ready as I walk up the stairs, the hairs on the back of my neck prickling.
If he’s touching her… Christ, I need to get ahold of myself. I’m gonna need a lawyer for me if I’m not careful.
She’s not at the bar. I casually walk to the side railing and look down, scanning the people milling around, laughing and enjoying themselves. What the fuck is wrong with me? If I was with Rachel, I would be one of those people drinking and laughing, but with Raven, this is different.
She’s different. A flash of sapphire makes me lean my elbows on the railing because I’ve found her. She’s smiling, but keeping a good distance from Ammo who is laughing. Why wouldn’t he be happy? He’s with my Lolita.
Fucking dick.
Watching her, I smirk. Come on, baby. Look up for me. I’m right here. She smiles again, and Ammo moves closer. She doesn’t move back, but she does stare at the art, not him.
That’s my girl. You know who owns your cunt. Come on, baby, show me those eyes. Look up like a good fucking girl.
She turns, and I eyeball every movement she makes. Every single breath she takes, I want for me. Irrational? Yes.
I take a breath and watch her slowly look around. The music has faded to a dull pulse as she searches for me.
Yeah, that’s my girl. I’m right here. You can feel me, can’t you? Look up and tell me exactly what you need.
As if she can actually hear me, she looks up, and time fucking stops. She doesn’t move; her eyes tell me everything.
She’s forbidden.
I know I’m gonna ruin her, not that I care because I want her like a dog needing to mark his territory. My eyes hold hers until Ammo dares to touch her chin, breaking her gaze. I straighten and look around as the room comes back into focus.
I see you. Now be a good girl and come for me. I click open the app and turn the vibrator on slowly. She instantly stiffens and takes a step back. When I smile at her, she looks back up at me. Ammo follows her gaze and frowns.
Fucking prick.
I nod at him and turn it up a notch more. That’s it, Raven. You breathe for me. She looks up at me, then holds on to the wall as she starts to frantically talk to him. I smile again and head down the stairs. Fuck, my cock is hard. I walk toward them, a polite smile on my face.
“Everything okay?” I look down at my phone and turn it back on low. Raven looks almost desperate, her eyes the size of saucers as I smile at her, then Ammo.
“I don’t know. No, I don’t feel good,” she moans.
“She thinks she ate something bad.” Ammo’s blue eyes actually hold some concern, and I have to relax my grip. I’m gonna break my phone if I don’t.
“I’ll take her home.” I nod at him.
“Exactly who is she to you?” His tan, tattooed hand moves to stop me from taking what’s mine.
Mine.
I look down at my chest, then slowly up at him. He’s the same height, and not backing down at my stare, which makes me smile. Only an arrogant, fucking punk like him would think he’s as powerful as me.
He’s not.
He’s also out of his league. I fight dirty.
“I’m her fucking daddy. Now back away,” I calmly say straight to his face. His eyes narrow, darting from mine to hers, but he drops his hand and backs away.
“Oh God.” Raven groans.
I smile at Ammo and turn to her. “Let’s go, sweetheart.” I grab her arm and weave us through the crowd and out into the paparazzi again.
“Jett… Mr. Powers, please, I’m gonna…” Panting, she grabs my bicep.
Pulling her close, I murmur in her ear, “That’s it, Raven. Show me how you come for me.” My hand holds her steady as I watch her. Her eyes close, but her face… if I live to be a hundred, I will always remember how absolutely exquisite she looks at this moment.