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Elio: When one of my men betrayed my trust, I had to find out why. His secret was much more valuable than the money he stole. He could keep every dollar because as far as I was concerned. I’d take her as my wife and all debts would be forgotten.<br />
Ana Maria: I relied on him one too many times. He helped me when I couldn’t rely on anyone else. This time the cost was higher than either of us expected. There were no other options because the threats were real, but marriage to a stranger was the least I could do for the man who risked everything to always protect me<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Chapter One<br><br>Elio<br><br>“You should find a bride,” my Zio Gabriele sighed as he ran his fingers through his silver and black hair. We held video calls every once and a while, but I almost enjoyed these more than the regular ones because I frustrated him almost as much as his parents did.<br />
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They were nagging him in one ear, demanding that he’d marry and have a family while ordering him to demand I do the same. Gabriele was only eight years older than me, but he’d been through hell and back having fought a war with another rival mafia family that cost the lives of my parents when I was only fourteen.<br />
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“I will, and when I do, trust me, nothing will stand in my way to claim her,” I promised.<br />
<br />
“Good. Good, how is everything else?”<br />
<br />
“Smooth, everyone is on their shit. We do have a small money discrepancy, but I have it handled.”<br />
<br />
“Good. I’m sure you’re on top of it all. Are all of your men behaving? If they’re not, treat them like I would.”<br />
<br />
“You know I will.” He chuckled.<br />
<br />
“Find your bride. We need to add to the family before we’re all gone.”<br />
<br />
“Trust me when I say that I’m working on it. Maybe you should do the same. I’m not the one in my late thirties.”<br />
<br />
“Late thirties? Fuck you, I’m only thirty-five.”<br />
<br />
“Almost thirty-six. At least I’m still in my twenties, so you should speed it up before no one wants your old balls.”<br />
<br />
“I have plenty of offers for my old sack. That’s not the problem. We’re good-looking, wealthy bastards, so they’re crawling on their knees for us.”<br />
<br />
“Exactly, so what’s the problem?”<br />
<br />
“I’ve got to find the one that makes me feel something. It hasn’t happened yet.” I knew precisely what he meant. My heart jumped in my chest because it happened to me. She came as a surprise, a betrayal, a theft, and now she would be mine.<br />
<br />
“I wish you luck.”<br />
<br />
“Same to you. I’ll keep in touch.” I ended the call and smiled as I thought about my obsession.<br />
<br />
I tapped the mouse, and my computer screen lit up with the collection of photos I had found on her social media pages. She hadn’t posted in months, but the pretty little Ana Maria was more beautiful than any woman I’d ever seen. For nearly three days, I stared at her caramel eyes as they brightened for the camera and a plump-lipped smile spread wide across her face, that showed her joy.<br />
<br />
I popped off a message to Marco to call me. My phone rang a moment later. “How is she?”<br />
<br />
“It took us a while to locate their residence, if you could call it that. It’s in the slums and we stick out like sore fucking thumbs here.”<br />
<br />
“Why did it take you so long?” The level of incompetence was unexpected and unacceptable from my second-in-command.<br />
<br />
“First, this neighborhood looks like a damn war zone, and none of the places have addresses on them. The apartments are all trashed, littered, and with people wasted on every damn corner and stoop. If we hadn’t spotted her coming home at midnight—”<br />
<br />
“What the fuck do you mean midnight?” I shouted, pounding my fist on the desk. My anger had gotten so out of control, I bet my entire staff heard me throughout the house.<br />
<br />
“Well, apparently, she works at a gas station until then.”<br />
<br />
“A gas station? I thought she worked at a grocery store.”<br />
<br />
“She does. She has two jobs, not just one, but she didn’t post this one online.” That explained why her social media presence dropped off. It was hard to be active when you had to hold down two jobs.<br />
<br />
“Fuck, okay. So tell me what you got.”<br />
<br />
“Well, it’s only eight, so she’s probably still asleep. We have to keep a slight distance and then watch out because these motherfuckers are itching for a fight.”<br />
<br />
“I’m heading down to the airport in two hours, so I’ll be picking her up myself. Just keep her safe. I mean it, damn it. Don’t lose sight of her.”<br />
<br />
“We…won’t,” he answered with a yawn. “Sorry, it’s been a long night.”<br />
<br />
“Are you all rotating?” They needed to be in top form should someone start some shit.<br />
<br />
“Yeah, but we should have picked up a shittier ride. Too many eyes, and I’m not talking about the tweakers; the gangs are watching and wondering.”<br />
<br />
“Be careful and protect my future wife.”<br />
<br />
“Of course, Elio, of course.” I ended the call and leaned back in my leather chair, attempting to calm down when I was anything but calm. She lived in the fucking hood and was surrounded by filth and trouble. The risk to her life was her everyday struggle, and I planned to take that away.<br />
<br />
I went back to my visual obsession and scrolled through her pages. Most of the photos were taken in group selfies, and thankfully, there were only a couple of men in the pictures. If even one of them put their hands on her, I’ll tear them apart. I didn’t even know this woman, but she’d accidentally made herself my obsession. Her connection to Joey drew my attention, and now she was in my path. I was on my way to claim my wife today.<br />
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I hadn’t been looking for a future when I stared outside my balcony, but there she was. Cora and her long black hair caught my eye and stole the heart I didn’t know I had. Before I could introduce myself, another tried to take her away. I couldn’t have that, so I captured my woman to keep her safe.<br />
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My trip to Italy had been wonderful until my eyes landed on a large, handsome Russian with a devilish stare. As I wait impatiently for him to approach, I’m abducted by another and sedated. I woke up in his bed, wondering how I was going to escape my abductor, only to realize he would always be my hero<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Chapter One<br><br>Dmitri<br><br>I observed the mundane scene of the Italian piazza below, feeling bored while waiting for my next meeting. Checking my watch, I had another hour before I had to meet with a client, giving me too much time to observe and mentally punish the naïve tourists.<br />
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People moved about their day as if there weren’t monsters just feet away. They had no idea that one lurked on the balcony above them. As I imagine the fools falling prey to the predators out there, a smile that would scare my enemies stretches over my face.<br />
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It’s been years since I served as an enforcer and snapped necks for the Russian brotherhood, but some instincts don’t fade. The crowd was full of easy marks. Although I never targeted the weak and innocent, it didn’t mean I couldn’t notice how simple they made it. Sometimes, I could just picture how I’d do it if they were my target.<br />
<br />
Now, I’m running my life as clean as possible, or as clean as someone with my past can get, but there is always someone making it difficult, like when a former contact gets mixed up into some shit and needs my help. Today’s meeting will be a clean deal, with no dead bodies and no back-alley deals.<br />
<br />
I sip my coffee, loving the taste of a great Italian espresso, while I look down at the classical structure and beauty of the little piazza. The Italians have truly perfected the technique of coffee and architecture; it’s the reason why I’d chosen Italy as one of my homes away from home. I continue my perusal of the crowd from my seat on the balcony while sipping my coffee.<br />
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Immediately my attention is drawn to one tourist in particular. She’s a pretty, young woman with long black hair that’s pleated in a braid, hanging down her back, resting on her small backpack. A foolish thing to have on her. Someone could quickly snatch it and steal her belongings. Has anyone told her how unsafe it is to leave herself so vulnerable to theft?<br />
<br />
Innocently, she points to the cold, sweet gelato for sale, lifts her head, delivering a bright smile to the male vendor. From her gestures, it’s clear she’s not fluent in the language. Still, he figures out which one she wants from just the visual cues. Her head bobs as she nods with pleasure that he’s picked the correct one. He returns an even wider, more intent smirk filled with lecherous intent.<br />
<br />
Before I can fully process the scene in front of me, the small cup in my hand cracks, sending the espresso everywhere. “Fuck.” Setting down the broken pieces onto the saucer, grabbing my napkin, I wipe some of the mess away when I hear a light laugh. I forget all about the damn mess on my slacks or the slight burn from the spilled coffee and return my attention to the mysterious woman below.<br />
<br />
She turns my way with her treat, taking a bite and smiling broadly with her eyes closed and head tilted upward. My dick stiffens in my trousers like never before until I have to adjust myself in the seat. Her eyes opened and immediately met mine from across the courtyard. Her sky-blue eyes are radiating joy from her gelato.<br />
<br />
A low rumble rips from my chest, and I swear I can hear a soft gasp fall from her delicately parted lips as if she can hear my mating call. The image of her will be burned into my brain for the rest of my days.<br />
<br />
I raise one brow and smirk before winking at my distraction. This beautiful creature isn’t why I’m in Italy; however, I have always believed life threw you in the path you were meant for, and she was meant to meet the beast today. With a motion of my hand, I tell her to stay put because I’m coming to claim her. Without an ounce of hesitation in my step, I quickly exit the hotel and down to the street to search for my little naïve tourist with so much to learn about the world and dangerous men like me.<br />
<br />
I spotted her across the courtyard, only to find a man flanked to her left. He’s got his hand around her shoulder while he whispers in her ear. Who the fuck does he think he is touching something that doesn’t belong to him?<br />
<br />
Growling, I move closer, ready to rip his head off to see that he’s holding a gun to her waist. She swallows hard, trying to stop herself from screaming.<br />
<br />
The kidnapper doesn’t see me, so I call Mikhail. “Bring the car around. Now. Track me.” There’s no time for greetings or anything else, so I end the call and follow my woman and her abductor. Mikhail needs to track my phone because I won’t stand still while she disappears in the hands of scum.<br />
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Liam Hart can’t believe that someone would come to his office and make him look like a fool. Unable to let it go, he must learn more. The second he lays eyes on the woman being held by his security…an unexpected feeling of possession comes over him.<br />
Renee needs the money. All she has to do is give the man his baby, and she can find a new apartment. She’s instantly met with hostility and denial. Heck, she’s not even allowed to see the man to show him his son.<br />
Before she’s escorted out, the elusive baby daddy enters the lobby. Their eyes lock, and she knows the boy is his. What hits her unexpectedly is that she wants the jerk.<br />
Can two people whose lives are unexpectedly tied together make it work?<br />
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*This was previously published as Unexpected<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Liam<br />
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I tap my pen on the blue legal pad on my desk, waiting for them to all absorb the information I gave them. “So…on page three, you’ll see that if we buy the lumber from Mac’s we can save about twenty percent on the supply…” A knock on my office door interrupts my conference call. My eyebrows shoot up while I bite back a grunt.<br />
<br />
“Hold on,” I say into the speaker before muting my end. I’m grateful this is only a call, so my investors can’t see the irritation on my face. “Come in,” I say, sounding more polite than I’m feeling.<br />
<br />
Danielle enters my office apprehensively, and now my guard is up. She’s never this skittish, even when I’m in a bad mood, which I’m quickly becoming. I gave her a scowl because she knew this call was important, so her ass shouldn’t have come in here at all. “Sorry to intrude, sir, but we have a situation.”<br />
<br />
“What’s the situation?” I question, arching my brows impatiently. She’s been working for me for three years and has been a perfect employee. I’ve never been even harsh with her, but she looks like she’s ready to bolt. That has me on edge.<br />
<br />
“A little boy has been dropped off for you,” she mutters out, bracing herself like I’m going to snap off on her.<br />
<br />
“A little boy? What?” My voice doesn’t raise, but I do. I’m on my feet with my hands pressed on my desk, leaning in to hear her better. It’s not that I didn’t understand her; it’s that I grasp what she’s implying, and that fucking shit isn’t even possible. I almost want to laugh, but the fact that someone is trying to fuck with me makes me furious.<br />
<br />
“Yes, the woman said he was yours.” Instantly, my face and body lose the tension because my assistant is panicking for nothing.<br />
<br />
I started laughing maniacally. “Danielle, whoever that broad is—she’s lying. It’s not my kid that I’m sure of. Have the dumb gold digger and her blowback escorted out. I don’t have time for this bullshit.” I shooed her out of my office, but right before she closed the door, I added, “Don’t let them back in again. Call the cops if necessary.”<br />
<br />
No broad was going to try and pin her brat on me. I do my best to contain the vile things I’m thinking because it’s worse than what filth just came out of my mouth. The very idea that I could have a kid out there is bullshit, and some woman had the nerve to do that suddenly makes me angry. It’s a hell of a game that broad is playing.<br />
<br />
I walk over to the window and overlook the Chicago skyline to calm myself down. It seems to have that effect on me when I’m stressed out. The day is perfect to view it all despite the weatherman saying it would rain. Spring seems to have passed the city by and brought the summer heat in. Then I remembered, I had a call to finish.<br />
<br />
For the next ten minutes, I try to forget about the incident, and I deal with my meeting and get the team of investors to agree with the purchase of my latest property choice. Truthfully, by the end of the conversation, I wasn’t even sure what was finalized. Luckily, notes were being taken by one of the investor’s assistants. I should have the notes by tomorrow morning. My plan for the meeting had been foolproof, so even though I couldn’t concentrate, I knew what was put on the table.<br />
<br />
I stand up and brush my hand through my dark, thick hair. My standard crew cut has grown a bit long. I should get it trimmed, but I don’t have the time. My day is only half over at the office and yet I’m itching to leave. Something is nagging me about this woman claiming that she had my kid. I’m not sure why, but I want answers about this situation. I need to ask Danielle. I call her phone on her desk, but she doesn’t answer. Perhaps she’s getting coffee or speaking on another line.<br />
<br />
I step out of my office and into the hallway to get some answers. I’m about to ask Danielle what happened to the woman when I see a commotion going on near the entrance. Danielle is standing in the middle of the room looking on while my security surrounds a petite woman.<br />
<br />
They’re slightly in the way of my view, but I can see that she’s the woman who was trying to pass off the child as mine. I don’t see what she thought she’d achieve lying about it because I have no clue who she is. The more I stared at her, the more certain I became that I could never forget that face. Soft pink, luscious lips, large light-colored eyes. I’m not close enough to see the actual color, but I will be.<br />
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I’ve loved Sawyer before I knew what it meant. A ten-year-old girl with a crush on the young man next door who always protected me. He was my hero until he pushed me away and left me to grow up without him while he was out chasing his dreams and women.She was off-limits and far too young for me. I wasn’t meant to want her the way I did. After all, I spent years protecting her until we moved away and made my fortune. Now that she’s an adult, I can’t let anyone else have her because little Jilly Bean was always meant to be mine.This is another safe, obsessed alpha book with a HEA. We met this couple in Celeste’s Secret.<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Prologue<br><br>“We have new neighbors moving in next door, Sawyer. I hope they’re not assholes like the last ones,” Lennox says, staring out our front room window while peeking through the curtain. He’s not the least bit inconspicuous, but I doubt he cares.<br />
<br />
“Our luck they will be,” I mutter, lifting my head from my textbook. I have a test tomorrow in math, and it is a massive exam. Frankly, I love the subject, but it doesn’t matter because my teacher is a dick, and no student could do enough in his class to prove they’re smart. He’ll explore new ways to fail you. I won’t let the bastard get me.<br />
<br />
“Yeah, and you’ll get another scar to match the one on your hairline.” I glare at my twin brother and then return to my work.<br />
<br />
“Whatever.” I’m not in the mood for Lennox’s shit. We are nearly identical twins and naturally close, but I’m having a bad day between this test and the idea of new neighbors.<br />
<br />
“I should have broken his jaw,” he grumbles, playing back the moment in his head like he always does the second he mentions the incident. We are as much alike as we are different. I’m the passive one, and Lennox would knock your teeth out if given the chance.<br />
<br />
“Then we would have gotten in trouble with Dad,” I remind him. For parents who fight all the time, they have an issue with us fighting.<br />
<br />
“Always the sensible one,” he chuckles. We’re fourteen and living in a modest house on the south side of Chicago. The shithead thug who just got out of juvie finally moved. Now, we have new neighbors to annoy the hell out of us regularly.<br />
<br />
He laughs, and I look up to see him wave. “Well, well, well. It doesn’t look like we’ll have any trouble with this one.”<br />
<br />
“Why?” I set my textbook down and walked toward the window.<br />
<br />
“She’s a little girl.”<br />
<br />
“Oh, yeah?” I open the curtain enough to look.<br />
<br />
“Yeah.”<br />
<br />
“She’s a few years younger than us.” She stops on the stoop, turning to meet our probing gaze, and her lips part. Something sweet in her expression surprises me, so I quickly step back.<br />
<br />
“Okay. I have work to do and don’t have time to focus on little kids.” My chest is pounding. She’s probably only nine or ten. Not even close to our age. It’s not like I’m aroused by her or anything, but my chest is pounding fast, like when I won an award for excellence in mathematics.<br />
<br />
I sit back down and do my best to forget our little neighbor.<br />
<br />
The next day, we step outside on our way to school and see the little one with someone who must be her mother. “Good morning,” I greet them.<br />
<br />
“Good morning,” the mother says, but the young girl blushes and ducks her head.<br />
<br />
Lennox steps past me, smiling brightly, turning on the charm as he always does to win the respect of adults. I frankly just want to go to school so I can deal with this test. “I’m Lennox, and this guy is my twin brother, Sawyer.”<br />
<br />
“I’m Sandra Krieger, and this sweet little girl is my daughter, Jillian.” She smiles shyly our way, doing her best to hide behind her mother, but her eyes meet mine.<br />
<br />
Strangely bothered by the timid little girl, I clear my throat and say, “Well, have a good day. We’ll be late to school if we don’t get going.”<br />
<br />
I’m not exactly sure why, but there’s just this urge to ensure she’s safe. “Be careful,” I tell Jillian.<br />
<br />
****<br />
<br />
It’s been about a week since the new neighbors moved in, and my parents are inside fighting again, so we’re doing our homework on the stoop when little miss Jilly Bean gets home. She looks up at us as she walks past our house.<br />
<br />
“Hey, kiddo, you coming home alone?” Lennox asks, setting his books on the brick ledge.<br />
<br />
“Yeah, my parents are at work.”<br />
<br />
I stand up and bark out, “Don’t tell people that. Quickly now, get inside and lock the door.” I shake my head. She scurries inside, looking a bit more nervous than she did a moment before. A part of me feels guilty for scaring her, but it’s for the best.<br />
<br />
“Wow, are you trying to frighten the girl?” He whacks my arm with the back of his hand.<br />
<br />
I return the favor. “What if we weren’t stand-up guys, Nox?” I tell him. “Everyday, girls her age go fucking missing. She could easily be snatched up while walking home from school. Isn’t her dad a cop?”<br />
<br />
“Yeah.”<br />
<br />
“Shouldn’t he fucking know better then?”<br />
<br />
“Yeah.” Shaking my head, I remind myself to have a talk with him because that shit isn’t cool. That little thing looks too fragile and precious to take care of herself, but all discussion is forgotten after another one of my parents’ bouts.<br><br>Two years later<br><br>Winter came, and we are in for one hell of a day. We take the bus because even though we have funds for a car, it isn’t wise when our job is nearby and street parking is shit. My parents have the only spots in the garage.<br />
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Jake had my heart since I was a little girl. The day he left, my heart broke, but I had hope that he’d come back until it was too late. Now, it was time to erase Jake Richards from my soul.<br />
<br />
I’ve loved Lea for so long and soon she’ll be mine. No one, not even her father, will keep me away from her. We were meant to be together. It’s been six long years since I’d been pulled away from her side, and unforeseen circumstances have pitted her heart against me.<br />
<br />
Fast-paced addition to the Obsessed Alpha Series.<br />
You can read about Lea's parents in Sinful Intent.<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Prologue<br><br>Jake<br><br>Lea’s tenth birthday<br />
<br />
There she is. So pretty, as always. My sweet Lea shines so brightly every time she smiles.<br />
<br />
Her brother hasn’t stopped snarling at me, but I just ignore him because Anderson is a douche. My dad told me that all the men in this family have small penises, so they’re insecure and they have a tight grip on these women. I don’t quite believe him, but it still irks me because they barely let me speak to my future wife.<br />
<br />
Lea’s so smart and funny. I love the way she giggles when she plays freeze tag or when she’s running bases. We have a great time, but now Anderson’s acting extra protective of her today, and I’ve got my work cut out for me.<br />
<br />
I brought her a present for her tenth birthday. She wanted a new unicorn stuffed animal. It’s one of those ones that flip inside out and change into a different color. I saw it and I knew it was perfect for her. I bought it for her using my allowance. One day she’ll be my wife, but for now, she’s my friend and I don’t care if her brothers don’t like it. It sucks that she’s got four of them, all older too.<br />
<br />
Anderson and Cooper are seventeen, and Joshua and Jackson are fifteen. The only one that hounds me is Anderson. He’s the boss of them all and the self-appointed protector of the only two daughters, Lea and Michelle. Although they’re twins, I’ve never given Michelle a day’s notice. They may look alike, but there’s just something so different about my beloved Lea that sets her apart from her twin.<br />
<br />
I’d rather be focusing my attention on Lea, but I hear a commotion and I have a feeling I know what it’s about. I look over, and my father’s at it again. Damn it, I wish he wouldn’t stare at Lea’s mom like that. It’s no wonder Mr. Black doesn’t want me to be around his daughter with a father like mine.<br />
<br />
“Anderson,” I greet him when he approaches me, knowing he’s ready to start a fight.<br />
<br />
“Richards. What did I tell you about my sister? She’s not your woman.” I know he’s itching for trouble.<br />
<br />
“She will be one day.” I’m not afraid of him even though he’s a foot taller and a lot heavier than me.<br />
<br />
“She’s not, and she won’t be with trash like you.” His arm stretches back before I can react, and he clocks me in the face. It’s not full force, but it’s meant to teach me a lesson. I fall on my ass, rubbing my jaw.<br />
<br />
“I won’t always be this small, Anderson.”<br />
<br />
“Is that a threat?”<br />
<br />
“No, it’s a promise.”<br />
<br />
Seconds later, the most beautiful sound comes from the side and my heart flips. “Jake,” Lea calls out. Anderson could deck me all he wanted because her tender loving care was all I needed. With a final smirk at her brother, I give her all my attention.<br><br>Jake<br><br>The day my world turned upside down.<br />
<br />
Four years later.<br />
<br />
“This is your fucking fault,” I snarl at a smug Dean Black. The tall, beefed-up bastard with the perfect life just up and ruined mine without batting an eye.<br />
<br />
“It’s for your own good.” I want to jump across the room and swing at him, but that would just have me on my ass. I’m a foot shorter, and he has me by almost a hundred pounds of pure muscle. In the past four years, I’ve grown a lot, but not enough to challenge a fully grown man like Lea’s father.<br />
<br />
I scrunch my nose up at my biggest enemy at the moment. “The hell it is. It’s for your own good. You’re intentionally doing this to keep me away from Lea because you’re scared that I’ll take away your princess. You think I’m not good enough for her?”<br />
<br />
“That’s up for debate. As far as I’m concerned, no one will be good enough for either of my daughters, but it’s for the best for everyone involved.” He runs his hand through his thick hair like this is actually bothering him. “Look, my daughter is too young to be in love with you, and you won’t do any good chasing her around with your dick. I assure you that you won’t get to live long if my teenage daughter ends up pregnant because you couldn’t behave.”<br />
<br />
I start to deny it, but he puts his hand up. “Don’t fucking even start that fucking lie. You’re a walking hard-on when it comes to her. I was your age once, and I know damn well what you’re thinking, although I wasn’t thinking happily ever after. Both of you need to grow up and mature before you think of starting a family with my little girl. Prove your worth, and if you dare to come back and show your face when she’s an adult, then maybe you’ll be worthy of her time.”<br />
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This was a part of the Hot Boy Summer Anthology<br />
Cameron and Elena have danced around their feelings for years, unable to act on them.<br />
One hot vacation in Cabo changes everything.<br />
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This is a short, safe HEA romance.<br><br>*************FULL BOOK START HERE*************<br><br>Prologue<br><br>Cameron<br><br>I watch her drink from the car as Granger stands inside, doing his duty and keeping his distance. She’s twenty-one, and I thought I could handle this, but every moment that she spends in the presence of another man drives me insane. They’re just a bunch of friends and it’s clear from the footage and Granger’s reporting that she has no interest in anyone there. Still, violence beats in my chest as I consider her falling for someone else while I bide my time. It’s only two more months before the company belongs to me and I can claim my queen. Patience has something I’ve learned especially when it comes to the two things I want the most, the family business and my only love, Elena Kostas.<br />
<br />
She’s been on my mind for years and wait is nearly at an end. “Sir, we have a problem. She’s too drunk and one of the guys is walking her out of the bar. She can barely stand.” I’m out of my vehicle and down the street to a scene that sends me into a violent rage. Elena’s stumbling and this asshole is trying to take advantage of it.<br />
<br />
“Baby girl, how about we go back to my place?” the douche asks her, intentionally pulling her a little too close.<br />
<br />
“Um no. I need to go home,” she slurs, shrugging his arm off her shoulder, but it’s useless because he’s too strong.<br />
<br />
“You’re too drunk. I’ll take good care of you.” She loses her footing, and he takes his opportunity to cup her ass. I see red. Fury so profound it shuts off all rational thought.<br />
<br />
“The fuck you won’t.” I wrench him away from Elena, and she loses her balance, but Granger catches her while I deck the fucker in the gut. “If you ever come near her again, I will end you. Understand?”<br />
<br />
“Yes,” he grunts.<br />
<br />
I scoop her up into my arms and over to my vehicle. She can’t be alone tonight this intoxicated. Sliding her into the passenger seat, I buckle up my future wife and do my best to avoid touching her.<br />
<br />
When I get into the driver’s seat, she asks, “You always follow your employees around to make sure they’re doing their job?” Her words are slurred. Still I make them out. I reach over and brush her hair away from her face.<br />
<br />
“No, sweet girl, rest your head.”<br />
<br />
“Yes, Cameron,” she sighs, closing her eyes. As we come to a red light, I stare at my wife-to-be and feel a thousand emotions. Rage at that fucker being the top one. He dared to violate her if we hadn’t been watching.<br />
<br />
I call Granger and ask, “Did she drink a lot?”<br />
<br />
“No more than two drinks, Mr. King. Either she’s extremely lightweight or she’s been drugged.”<br />
<br />
My hands wrap around the leather steering wheel, gripping it tightly, until I can hear a slight cracking sound. “Get the footage from inside and find out. Don’t forget to search that punk.”<br />
<br />
“I will.”<br />
<br />
I pull up to my condo and park in my personal parking spot before getting my little sleeping beauty out of the passenger seat. She easily falls into my cradled arms pressing her face against my chest. We take the elevator up to my two-bedroom condo and I set her down in my bed where she’d belong in just a couple of months.<br />
<br />
Sliding off her shoes, I help her undress, but that stirs Elena and she reaches out for my shirt. “Kiss me, my King,” she calls out.<br />
<br />
“No, you need to lie down. You’ve had too much to drink.”<br />
<br />
Elena bats her gorgeous green eyes at me while pouting her luscious fuckable lips at me. “I haven’t had too much to drink. I want you to take my virginity, Cameron. I saved it just for you.” She lifts up her dress, stripping out of it to reveal her huge tits with this tiny fucking lace bra that makes my mouth water, but she’s wasted and as much as I’d love to dick her down until she’s filled with my kid, now isn’t the time.<br />
<br />
“No, Elena. Go to bed. Put these on. Goodnight.” I leave the room, needing an award for resisting such temptation that I’ve been craving for years. Five minutes later, I knock on the bedroom door to check on her with a bottle of water and some pain relievers for the headache she’s going to have in the morning.<br />
<br />
“What do you want? Have you changed your mind? I’ve always wanted you to show me how to suck your cock, Cameron. Will you show me how to wrap my lips around your dick?”<br />
<br />
“No, little girl. You need to get some sleep and never get drunk like this again.” I kiss her forehead and make her take the meds before leaving the bedroom.<br />
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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Cormack (Obsessed Alpha #8)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
She’s mine. When it’s all said and done, Gloria will be my wife. She strolled into my pub, mistakenly believing that once she was in my sights that I’d ever let her go.<br />
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I’m alone in beautiful Ireland, but I have a purpose, and his name is Cormack Delaney. He thinks he’s the one obsessed, but I’m foolishly his, or am I really? We both are keeping secrets, and they may just end what’s only just begun.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/obsessed-alpha-series-by-c-m-steele">Obsessed Alpha Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter One<br><br>Cormack<br><br>My salvation drinks at a pub I own, one of many establishments the Delaney Family possess throughout Dublin. I watch her nervously twirl her finger around the glass of wine. I can tell she’s not from here. The look in her eyes screams tourist, but where is she from?<br />
<br />
She doesn’t see that she’s just caught the attention of the most dangerous predator and I’m not talking about the asshole creeping closer to her.<br />
<br />
“I’m sorry,” she mutters when a man intentionally bumps into her. The way she tucks her shoulders inward as a protective mechanism. I watch the fucker and snap my fingers, nodding to my men at the door. If he thinks that shit’s going to work he’s got another thing coming. Not only do I not allow thievery in my businesses, but I also won’t allow anyone to get that close to my woman ever again. Whoever she is, she sealed her fate walking into my pub, looking so fragile. She needs me to protect her like I always will.<br />
<br />
A pain in my chest develops as I consider just forty-eight hours ago, I got the news that my father passed away. It came suddenly, almost as if he was murdered, but there’s no proof. It hit me so damn hard that I’ve been in a dangerous fog that could get me killed. Still, I let that cup of emotions sit because my attention is back on the enchantress perched on the stool. She’s focused on the bastard that bumped her and pick pocketed her pocketbook out of her bag.<br />
<br />
“I’m not interested. Leave me alone,” she says with grit and power that I love to see.<br />
<br />
“I thought all of you Americans were slutty.” I’m going to kill this bastard. No one should ever speak to her like that.<br />
<br />
“For the right man.” She pauses, looks him up and down before adding, “and that’s not you. Get away,” I hear her American accented rebuttal with pride in my chest. I haven’t narrowed down where she’s from, but the accent is familiar. It screams Chicago, but I could be wrong. I’ve been there several times on business over the past ten years, so maybe that’s why it’s ringing a bell. Still, I inch closer to her as my guys yank him away from her. They don’t make a scene, but he does. “Hey, I didn’t do anything. She’s the slut who started it.” Does he understand that he’s about to meet his maker? Well he is. There are things that are intolerable to me and number one on that list is disrespect. I don’t kill every drunken fool who disrespects my establishment. His mistake was not only touching what’s mine but insulting her as well.<br />
<br />
I intercede, stepping up to him and snatching her wallet from his filthy grip. “Take him away,” I order my men. He looks at me and pleads, but it falls on deaf ears. With my back turned to her, I open up her wallet and see her name, Gloria Anabella Grasso. Like I thought, her ID says she’s from Chicago.<br />
<br />
“Oh my God. He took my wallet,” she gasps, spinning in her chair. I turn after having closed her wallet.<br />
<br />
“Here you are, Gloria.” I slide it onto the bar top next to her drink, and then her eyes meet mine for the first time. She gasps, clutching the small wallet<br />
<br />
“How do you know my name?” I point to the stolen property.<br />
<br />
“Oh, wait, did you have him do that?” Her eyes narrow with the proper amount of suspicion is justified, but it still makes me chuckle.<br />
<br />
“Sweet, Gloria. I would never stoop that low to meet my future wife. I would just introduce myself without pretense.”<br />
<br />
“What? Tossing on the charm, aren’t you?”<br />
<br />
“I’m just stating the truth. Now let’s go take this to the back, over there.” I point to where I had been sitting.<br />
<br />
“No thank you. I should be going,” she says, grabbing her wallet and stuffing it back in her purse, zippering it this time.<br />
<br />
“Then I’ll escort you home,” I offer. It’s not my end game, but I’ll play along for now.<br />
<br />
“I’m not from here which you clearly are aware of, so home is a long way away,” she says, intentionally being obtuse. I want to kiss that smart mouth so much that I can’t take my eyes off her lips. Would she talk to me like that if she knew who I was? I’d sure as fuck hope so.<br />
<br />
“You’re beautiful,” I mutter, lost in her eyes to the point that I’m coming off like a total ass not unlike the piece of shit I had taken out of here.<br />
<br />
“Thank you, and do you plan to tell me your name or do you think I’m just going to marry a complete stranger?” she teases, making the growing tension fade that she might not be as interested as I believed.<br />
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A drunken Vegas wedding leads to a quick, but unsteady marriage. Lust and hunger works until life kicks in, building a distrust and fear.<br />
<br />
Rosalyn's heart doesn't know if they can make it through the month still married.<br />
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Can Tony keep his bride when work drives them apart?<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/obsessed-alpha-series-by-c-m-steele">Obsessed Alpha Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter One<br><br>Tony<br><br>“Tony,” Rosalyn moans against my ear, gripping onto my shoulders as she rides my thick cock.<br />
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“Fuck, babe. Bounce that ass on me.” She tosses her head back and pops her bottom up and down, working my shaft. “That’s it. Take my dick, wife.” I firmly grasp her long dark strands and tug, bringing her face to mine so I can devour her mouth. Tasting, biting and sucking on her plump lips, I’m unable to get enough of my wife, so I flip her onto her back and take control. I have to feel her under me.<br />
<br />
“You’re mine, Rosalyn.” Taking her hands in one of mine, I raise them over her head and pin them down as I pump into her.<br />
<br />
“I’m yours,” she pants, arching her tits in my face.<br />
<br />
“Damn right.” I nip on her hard nipples, skimming my tongue along her supple flesh. Tracing my circles around them. “Come for me, Rosalyn.”<br />
<br />
“Yes. I’m coming, Tony.”<br />
<br />
“Soak my cock with your sweet juices before I fill you up with my cum. I want you’re slit dripping with my seed.”<br />
<br />
“Give it to me.” I unload jets of my cum deep into her womb, hoping one day we’ll have a baby. We collapsed onto the mattress, rolling to my side, and bringing her back to my chest.<br />
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“Wow, that felt so good, but I’m sleepy now.”<br />
<br />
“Sleep, my beautiful wife.” I kiss her temple and hold onto the love of my life so tight.<br />
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****<br />
<br />
“What the fuck do you mean there’s a problem at the State Street site?” I growl, rubbing my face as I dress for work. Rosalyn’s sleeping in because I kept her up all night, fucking her until she was too tired to stay awake.<br />
<br />
“Sorry, sir.”<br />
<br />
“I’ll handle it.” Sighing, I end the call and toss my phone onto the dresser, accidentally sending it to the floor. Running my fingers through my hair, I pick it up and check the screen. “Fuck.”<br />
<br />
“Is something wrong, Tony?” I shut my eyes, feeling like a prick for waking her.<br />
<br />
“I’m sorry. Just some problems at work. Go back to sleep, babe. I didn’t mean to wake you.” I walk over to the bed and sit on the edge rubbing her side before stealing a kiss.<br />
<br />
“I’m sorry that you’re having so many issues lately. It’s nuts how busy you are.”<br />
<br />
“I wish it wasn’t. I want to stay home and spend time with you. I promise it will get better, but I have to leave or I’ll be late again.”<br />
<br />
“Okay.” I have to kiss her again because I can’t do without Rosalyn. She’s the most important person in my life even though we’ve only been together two weeks.<br />
<br />
“Sleep.” I kiss her once again before hurrying out of the room.<br />
<br />
I get into the office an hour later with a broken phone. Luckily, I have another in my desk just in case it broke while I was on a jobsite. “Sir, you have three meetings including the clients in South Padre.”<br />
<br />
“Okay. Activate my other phone.”<br />
<br />
“Oh no. What happened?”<br />
<br />
“I dropped it. Just get it done, so I can get to the State Street site.”<br />
<br />
“Yes, Sir.” She nods and leaves my office, but I can see she’s not pleased with my tone. She’s becoming annoying lately. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m married, and I don’t want to be at work twenty-four seven anymore.<br><br>Chapter Two<br><br>Rosalyn<br><br>It’s been two weeks of problems non-stop at Tony’s construction company. He’s been gone every single day and not coming home until late at night. I’ve been doing my best to stay in control and not get jealous or aggravated, but my emotions seem to get the better of me. Every night he’s been late. I wonder if today will be the same. Should I just go back home to visit my parents? Maybe then Tony will miss me enough to realize I’m gone. It’s day three of no sex. Three days and he’s come home so late that I’ve been asleep. A part of me wonders if he’s telling the truth about all these incidents.<br />
<br />
I call his cell phone and it goes straight to voicemail. Feeling emboldened by my growing jealousy, I call his office number. “Hello, you have reached Cynthia, Tony’s assistant. Please leave a message at the beep.” I end the call. I had no idea he gave me her number instead of his direct line. Why would he do that? “My calls need to be fielded first!” I’m livid.<br />
<br />
I call back again and this time she picks up. “Walker Construction. This is Cynthia. How can I help you?”<br />
<br />
“I’m calling to speak to my husband. This is Rosalyn.”<br />
<br />
“Rosalyn? I’m sorry. Who is your husband?”<br />
<br />
“Mr. Walker.” He didn’t even tell her my name?<br />
<br />
“Oh yes. I’m sorry, but he’s busy at the moment with Mrs. Willard. I can tell him that you called.”<br />
<br />
“Mrs. Willard? Never mind.” I ended the call on that note. Tony doesn’t speak about his work when he comes home. All he does is worship my body until I fall asleep. Maybe I’m overreacting. If he doesn’t spend night after night fucking me then I should be concerned.<br />
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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Alessandro (Obsessed Alpha #6)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
One look and Alessandro knew that Isabella was meant to be his wife. He couldn’t explain it, but he’d prove it. Possessive and hungry for her, he’d do anything and destroy anyone that got in his way.<br />
<br />
Looking for a connection to her roots after her parents’ death, Isabella vacationed in Italy. She never expected to be swept off her feet by a powerful man ready to create their own roots with her. Could she trust him? Could he convince her his devotion?<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/obsessed-alpha-series-by-c-m-steele">Obsessed Alpha Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter One<br><br>Isabella<br />
<br />
The exhibit on Pompeii and Herculaneum caused tears to pour down my face. I stared in wonder and overwhelming sadness as the past, filled with loss and pain, had been left frozen in place. It was beautiful and sad at the same time. Turning around to ask my tour guide about the exhibit, I realized the room was practically empty. I’d been so engrossed in the images that I’d lost my tour group.<br />
<br />
Finally, grasping that they were nowhere in sight, I went looking everywhere around the building. The National Archeological Museum had several levels above ground and one below. For half an hour, I searched inside without a sign of anyone from my group. Not that I honestly remembered their faces. I called the number and left a message with the tour company to say I was lost and hope they’ll come looking for me. Finally, I asked the information desk at the museum, but they hadn’t seen them for about twenty minutes.<br />
<br />
Taking a deep breath, I walked out of the building, hoping that I’d catch them outside before they loaded the tour bus to go back to the hotel.<br />
<br />
A hard wind swept my hair in my face, reminding me that my hair was down and how hot it was. Today had been a record temp according to the guide, so I yanked my hair tie off my wrist and pulled my strands together in a plain ponytail. I had no intention of impressing anyone, so I didn’t honestly care if it looked a mess.<br />
<br />
Sitting on a bench outside the museum, I stared at people passing by for any recognition. Several times, I pulled out my phone to see if I missed a message or call. Nothing. The phone said it had service. I tried the tour company again, but I got the same message.<br />
<br />
Shit. The crowds moved around, spreading thin as the afternoon wore on and yet no one.<br />
<br />
Getting off my ass, I crossed the street in the middle of the piazza to search. Shit. I didn’t speak Italian at all. Too embarrassed to ask for help, I wandered around for what felt like an eternity. Who went to a foreign country and not come prepared? Me. That’s who.<br />
<br />
I was a fourth-generation Italian-American, and I thought perhaps learning my heritage might make me feel closer to my parents, who died in an accident last year.<br />
<br />
It hadn’t.<br />
<br />
In fact, I felt more alone than ever. I should have just gone to college and partied like the rest of my friends, but I let my grief consume me for longer than it should and unenrolled in my local college.<br />
<br />
My parents left me a nice amount of money, but it wasn’t going to last. At nineteen, I had to find my way, my path in the world or something.<br />
<br />
In my absentminded rambling, I passed by a bistro type place for the fifth time. A man was sitting at one of the small tables who caught my attention. I would have noticed him before if he’d been there because he was hard to miss. His caramel colored eyes reflected the sun’s rays, brightening the irises. His jaw had a thick layer of sexy dark black scruff that matched his short, coiffed hair. He was wearing an all-black suit. What was he thinking in this heat? Well, it looked incredible on him. Even without standing up, I could tell he was fit and strong.<br />
<br />
Turning my gaze away from him, I focused on my mission to find my party or my way back to my hotel. I only stopped when a man in a dark suit approached me, trapping me between a small corridor off the street. “Excuse me,” I said, trying to get around him, but the man refused to step around me. I tried my best Italian and said, “Scusi. Parli Inglese.” I didn’t know if he’d laughed because I said it wrong or my makeup was smeared, but I wanted to kick him in his shins for doing it.<br />
<br />
The sound of the slightest chuckle behind me caused me to turn around.<br />
<br />
“Forgive my security.” A tall man nearly as large as the brute who blocked my path, stood there looking down with a smirk. Even with that cocky expression, he was hot. The shadow of his man behind me blocked the sun, giving me a perfect view of the sexy man in front of me. It was the man from the bistro.<br />
<br />
I swore that the wetness pooling between my legs was from the heat of the day and not from the burning lust in his eyes.. Suddenly, my fear, pain, and panic disappeared, transforming into pure unadulterated passion. I couldn’t even speak, losing myself in his light, honey-colored eyes. They drew me in like a predator luring his prey to their fate. “I’m sorry. I just need to go.”<br />
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<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Maddox (Obsessed Alpha #5)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B0837Y86HM</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
The Obsessed Alpha Series is back with Maddox.<br />
<br />
He takes alpha to the next level when Aurora “Rory” Jones storms into his world, demanding a deal—a trade of sorts. Her innocence for her stepbrother’s debt cleared. With the offer pleasurably accepted, Maddox has no intention of letting her go. She offered herself up to the devil, and there’s no going back.<br />
<br />
Rory entered the beast’s lair against her will. She sold her soul and body to the man who’s more dangerous and ruthless than her stepbrother. One look and she knows that her traitorous body can’t fight his demands, but will her heart agree?<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/obsessed-alpha-series-by-c-m-steele">Obsessed Alpha Series by C.M. Steele</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/c-m-steele">C.M. Steele Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Maddox<br />
<br />
“Sir, your tux is prepared for tonight as well as your favorite shoes. The catering company has arrived and is setting up the tables in the main hall. Will there be anything else you need?” It’s New Year’s Eve, and I’m hosting a party for some business associates, public officials and their dates. I don’t do it often, but when you have deals to make and zoning issues, sometimes you have to throw a party. Thankfully, I hire people for it all.<br />
<br />
“No. Thank you, Morris.” He’s my personal assistant who has been with me the past six years and is so damn invaluable.<br />
<br />
Standing up and adjusting my suit jacket, I head down the hall to check the setup and meet with the party planner, Debra Armstrong. She’s the one I’ve worked with over the past decade and remains one of the few that I find qualified for the task. She’s dedicated, efficient, and, most of all, she’s professional. Never once have I gotten the vibe that she wanted more than a business relationship. That can’t be said for a lot of women I’ve come across. I never mix business with pleasure so it’s nice when I don’t have to end a working partnership.<br />
<br />
I enter the large ballroom and find them throwing linen clothes over the cocktail tables that are strategically placed. The party doesn’t start for another seven hours, but they like to prepare in advance just in case something goes wrong.<br />
<br />
The sound of my Bolvaint leather shoes hitting the newly polished floors causes her to turn around. “Ah, Mr. Devlin. It’s a pleasure to see you here.” She approaches with a grand smile on her face. She’s a tall, slender woman in her late forties with over twenty years of experience.<br />
<br />
“I came to inspect the setup.”<br />
<br />
We shake hands, and then she adds, “I expect no less.”<br />
<br />
“Thank you for understanding.” Some people get bent out of shape if you question their abilities, but I wouldn’t be where I am if I left everything up to good faith. No smart businessman would just take someone’s word without proof of their success.<br />
<br />
We walk side by side, surveying the tables. “Despite your disposition, you’re one of my easiest clients to please.”<br />
<br />
“Well, you do things right the first time.” Everyone knows that my time is money, and I hate to be bothered with anything frivolous.<br />
<br />
“Guests are expected to arrive around nine, and I have a dozen servers for the night.”<br />
<br />
“Have they all been screened? Background check and all?”<br />
<br />
She nods, but I sense a slight irritation in her posture. “Of course. I sent you their photos and names to your email this morning.” Strangely, it appears she’s trying to excuse herself.<br />
<br />
“Thank you.”<br />
<br />
“Excuse me, but I have somewhere I need to be. I’ll only be gone for the next three hours. The staff will be ready before I return.”<br />
<br />
“Great.” I hate that she has to leave because I don’t trust strangers in my home. I’ll call security and have them keep an eye on them. Something seems to be going on with her. Why is she in a rush to leave? I wonder if she’s doing more than one event for tonight. As long as things run smoothly, I don’t care what she does.<br />
<br />
I walk around the room, continuing my perusal of all the centerpieces for each table for another couple of minutes before heading to my office. I’m just about to sit down when Morris knocks on the door.<br />
<br />
“Enter,” I bite out.<br />
<br />
He dips his head in and says, “Sir, I’m sorry to interrupt, but there’s a car pulling down the main road. It stopped just outside the front gate cameras.”<br />
<br />
“How long has it been there?”<br />
<br />
“About two minutes.”<br />
<br />
“Okay.” I opened the security panel to the set of screens. I don’t see Debra’s car in front of the estate, so I move to the camera that shows the car sitting on my private road.<br />
<br />
“Have you run the plates?” I ask, trying to zoom in to the number, reading it clearly, so I know my men have done their jobs or it’ll be their heads.<br />
<br />
“Yes, sir. They belong to Rudy Jones.”<br />
<br />
Instantly, I’m annoyed. What could that fuck be doing just outside my property? Unless he has my money, there’s nothing I want with him. “What the hell is that piece of shit doing here?” He’s lucky that I’ve gone semi-legit since I opened my first legal business, or I’d treat him like I did to those who crossed me before. A bullet to the head and a body completely dissolved. It’s been a long time, but I might just scratch that itch.<br />
<br />
“I don’t know, but ah, he’s getting out.” He moved to the back door, opening it for someone. A pair of legs come out first, and the world slows to a stop as I wait patiently for the rest of her to appear, and then there she is, making me lightheaded.<br />
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