Total pages in book: 12
Estimated words: 10546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 53(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 10546 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 53(@200wpm)___ 42(@250wpm)___ 35(@300wpm)
Nicholas
For years, I’d kept to a routine–get up, work out, do my job, then go back home. Even with Drew practically right beneath my nose, I’d managed to keep to that routine.
And keep my eyes mostly to myself and my hands where they belonged.
But then he barges into my office with bloody, swollen hands. He’s crossing boundaries I set in place, and he’s rolling over me without a care for anything else except what he wants.
Until I butt in where he doesn’t want me, and suddenly, like a switch being flipped…
We’re feral for each other.
~*~*~
Drew
I’m a silent soldier. My job is to guard my boss’s husband and take out anyone he orders a hit on. I’m efficient at my job, but I also make sure my targets pay for their crimes before I watch the life leaves their eyes.
And my most recent job puts me in the perfect position to finally take what I want.
Nicholas, the family doc, has always kept to himself, but that hasn’t stopped me from secretly obsessing over him. From wanting–no, craving–him.
I’ve never known a need as visceral as the one I have for the doctor.
But when my routine is tossed aside, leaving me feeling untethered and without control, I lash out at him…
Only to end up getting the one thing I’ve always wanted.
Him
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1
Drew
It seemed impossible that most of us within the Martinez family liked dick, but it was true. And I was no exception.
Hence why I couldn’t keep my fucking eyes off Dr. Nicholas Allman. Nicholas, the family doctor, kept to his infirmary most of the day, only stepping out long enough to grab food and water from the kitchen. Never saw him drink anything else. Not coffee, not tea, not even a damn sugar-free soda. Just plain ass fucking water.
When he wasn’t in his infirmary, he could more than likely be found in the training room doing a workout. And if he wasn’t there either, working hard to keep his body in tip-top shape despite him never seeing field work, then he was at home in the small cottage-like house Rico had apparently built for him years ago when he first hired Nicholas.
Nicholas had been a fancy-pants emergency room doctor back in San Diego, California before he operated on a pregnant woman with appendicitis. She’d known the risks associated with the surgery, that she could very well miscarry. But she didn’t have much of a choice. If her appendix had ruptured, she would have been facing much more dire consequences.
She’d signed off on the paperwork. And she miscarried not long after her surgery. Her husband sued the hospital for the loss of their baby, who wasn’t even a baby yet, honestly. It was nothing more than a fucking ball of cells still. She hadn’t been but seven weeks pregnant. But because of the lawsuit, the hospital fired Nicholas, claiming malpractice.
That was when Rico stepped in, offering him better pay, a better benefits package, and his own little office within the mansion Rico housed all of us in.
When Alfonzo had brought me here a few years ago as a new recruit, I’d barely been twenty. Silent and kept to myself. Thought the world fucking had it out for me with all the bad luck I’d suffered up to that point. But one look at Nicholas as he gave me the first physical exam I’d ever had in my life, and I no longer gave a fuck what I went through previously because it all had led me to him.
I just hadn’t made a move yet… not in the nearly five years I’d been part of the Martinez family. I’d been biding my time. Waiting for the right moment to strike. Needing to make sure I could offer him something because Nicholas was a fancy pants, wealthy doctor who didn’t need anyone. So, I had to make sure I could bring something to the table.
Just didn’t know what that was yet.
Alfonzo appeared in the doorway of Maksim’s office, and we both looked up at him. As Maksim’s bodyguard, I was to be at his side every moment Alfonzo was not with him. If Alfonzo was with him, I was free to do as I pleased. I just had to be nearby if Alfonzo needed me to take over.
Maksim Aguado, previously known as Maksim Arsenyev, was half in the door with the Bratva and half in the door with the Martinez family, due to his marriage with Alfonzo. The Bratva didn’t want to let go of him, and the Martinez family wouldn’t make him choose. Rico paid him well as Alfonzo’s personal assistant, if you could call Maksim that. He did every bit of desk work for his husband, so Alfonzo could be out in the field, slicing and dicing people to his little psycho heart’s content.
“Need to talk to you,” Alfonzo told me before leaving the office once more.
“What the fuck am I?” Maksim muttered, now jabbing his fingers into the computer keys aggressively. “Chopped fucking liver?”
I snorted and stood. Alfonzo popped his head around the doorframe, arching a brow at his husband. Maksim colored, his face turning red. “What was that, mouse?” Alfonzo drawled, daring his husband to repeat himself. He loved Maksim to pieces, but he kept Maksim on a tight leash—a tight leash Maksim couldn’t seem to function without. He loved Alfonzo’s twisted and fucked up way of loving him.
“Nothing,” Maksim muttered. “Carry on.”
Alfonzo snorted and dipped back out once more. I followed him from the room, and once we were down the hall and out of earshot of his husband, Alfonzo turned to face me and handed me a manila folder. “Got a job for you.”
I took the folder and opened it up, arching a brow at the man staring back at me. He looked a hell of a lot like Maksim, just older, skinnier, and unhealthy-looking. Lifting my eyes, I arched my brows, waiting for an explanation. Alfonzo grunted. “He’s Maksim’s father, and he’s come into the states. Last I checked, he was trying to reunite with his son, and I’m not allowing that to fucking happen. He abandoned Maksim. Left him for dead in the middle of winter in fucking Russia. Make him disappear. My husband will not have his life upended by fucking trash.”