I ignored him and collided with a large, overly soft body. Carter had reached me before I hit the ground and pulled me into his body.
The man who had the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time was staring at me.
“I’m so sorry.”
I whispered the words, but anything else I was going to say left me as his eyes raked my body causing a shiver of disgust.
His beady eyes reminded me of a rodent, and his greasy black hair was slicked back, giving him the appearance of a wise guy.
The man has seen too many movies, and he looked to be three hundred pounds. Carter's hands tightened on me and then I was swiftly facing his back.
Carter was tall and muscular, and for the first time, I was relieved to be in a house full of overprotective men.
Chapter 4
Fin
Anger consumed me like a fire. The nasty fuck was checking out Kinsley. She. Was. Mine.
“Get the fuck out of here Jon.”
Kinsley peeked out from behind Carter.
“Only touched her to keep her from getting hurt, boss.”
Jon soaked that information in like a fucking filthy sponge. I could see the calculation in his eyes as he looked at her.
She was important. It was something that flashed behind my eyes. He was going to be a problem.
“Take her upstairs, Carter.”
Kinsley started to protest, but when she looked at me, all those words evaporated like steam from a boiling pan.
“I will kill you, Jon.”
My voice was devoid of any emotion as I told him point blank that his life meant nothing to me.
His little eyes got big, probably as big as they could, and he nodded.
“Glad we understand each other.”
I turned and walked back into my office, Jacob appeared with and a dark look on his face. Grabbing Jon, he directed him to the door.
He cared for Kinsley as well, and if it were anything romantic he would be dead, and his body would never be found.
Lucky fucker only looked at her like a sister.
Tonight, I was letting her live in her fantasy world, but tomorrow it will be over, and she will be mine.
Chapter 5
Kinsley
Carter escorted me with a hand on my arm. Well more like dragged me up the red oriental carpeted stairs.
“I need to go out tomorrow.”
He nodded his head in a clipped motion.
“I’ll let Fin know.”
“Fin doesn’t own me.”
His laughter was loud, hard and filled with shocked surprise.
“Keep telling yourself that sweetheart.”
I growled in frustration, and ripped my arm away from him and walked into my room with what little dignity I had left tonight.
The bed was empty, and the sadness engulfed me. Tomorrow would be the first day I didn’t sleep in a bed I shared with Daniel.
I loved Daniel, and it hurt to think of a life without him. Fin…. You love him too…. Again, that voice whispered my secret truths.
I pulled the lacy top over my head and let the first tear fall as I pulled my blue tank top over my head.
My yoga pants were quick to follow, and I slowly walked to the bed. I placed one knee on the navy-blue surface and cried harder.
I looked around the room and saw no touches of mine, it was all Daniel. His room was always like this. A large mirror over a working fireplace.
Navy chairs sat in front of the fireplace with a blue and black oriental rug under the chairs. The paintings were dark swirls of nothingness, it was just dark and lonely. The bed was made of a deep, rich mahogany like the rest of the room.
The lamps on the end tables were stainless steel, which was the lightest thing in the room. The chandelier that hung from the ceiling was also stainless.
The sheets on our bed were black and silky. The smooth material glided over my skin as I lied down.
The black feather stuffed pillow met my head and sucked me into its comfortable warmth. I cushioned my head and gave me the soft support I needed.
The dreams were sometimes filled with his laughter and sweet smiles. Other times they were filled with his rattled breaths as I asked them to give him the to help.
I closed my eyes and prayed for the nothingness.
Chapter 6
Kinsley
He came for me in my dreams. My hands were cuffed behind my back as he bent me over.
My knees were pressed into the mattress. One of his large calloused hands held the cuffs in a fist.
The other weaved through my hair and clenched it between his fingers. I could feel the hot tip of his cock as he pressed it between my pussy lips.
A loud moan escaped me as he slammed into me hard. My pussy then fought to accommodate his large dick.
It was the biggest I’ve ever taken. I could feel every vein as he pushed deeper.
“Ohgodddddd.”
I screamed the words as he seated himself to the root. His hand tightened in my hair and pulled it slightly.
My back arched, and Fin pulled on the cuffs. It forced me to stay in place as he pulled back and slammed back home with a hiss.
Another moan passed between my parted lips. I slid my fingers down my chest and pressed the pad of my thumb against my clit.
I rubbed gently in little circles. Fin pulled back again and slammed into me. It was hard enough that my teeth slammed together.
Fuck! It felt amazing.
“Harder!”
A growl passed his lips, and he picked up the pace, hitting into me harder and harder.
Each return thrust he would pull me back into him.
His every thrust of his cock hit my cervix over and over. He would then pull me into him as a fire raged in my blood. It pulsed within me,
and I’ve never felt this need before this desperation before.
The orgasm washed over me like a tsunami. The large, painful wave swept me away. His grunts were followed by harder, faster strokes.
He pulled my hair hard enough to be plastered to his rock-hard chest. I then felt the heat between my thighs as he came hard inside me.
With each pulse, he sent shocks of pleasure throughout my body. The second orgasm hit as he jerked against my cervix.
It was like a sweet storm after a drought. I slumped into the bed as my flushed face pressed into the silk sheets.
I felt the wetness between my thighs and realized I had my fingers lodged deep inside my pussy.
“Fin.”
It came out as a sigh.
I sat up and cried with both shame and desperation. It was a dream, a stupid sexy dream.
I pulled my fingers from my pants, and then turned over and closed my eyes. Maybe I could forget this ever happened.
Chapter 7
Fin
She slept quietly for the first time in months. I feared the nightmares would come for her.
I hated how helpless I felt as her dreams became dark. Her screams made me feel heartbroken, and I started to turn away.
Then I watched her hand slip into her pants, and the blanket kicked down past her waist. I could tell the moment she put them inside her.
Just like that, I was hard as a fucking rock. I watched as she got herself off. Adjusting my length, I fought the pain of not being in her.
She then uttered the words that sealed her fate, my name, as she came down from her orgasm induce high.
At that moment Kinsley told me everything I needed to know. She wanted me almost as bad as I wanted her.
I slipped out the bedroom door, and let it silently fall closed behind me. Tomorrow I would tell her how things were going to be from now on.
Chapter 8
Kinsley
I slipped the pile of cash into my purse and closed Daniel’s safe. He told me it was survival money, and if anything ever happened to take it and run.
I think he knew how Fin felt about me. I knew Fin wanted me. I felt it in the air, and every time he
told me what to do.
When he sent people to watch me, he showed me how much he cared. I knew it was because he thought he owed it to his brother. He wanted to fuck me, but he didn’t love me. What we felt was wrong, and I needed to escape before things got to the point of no return.
I wish this were a nightmare I could wake up from. One that I could reach across the bed and find Daniel there.
I missed the feeling of his body surrounding mine. The feel of his breath against my neck. I missed the way he smiled and the way he smelled.
I slipped one of Daniel’s T-shirts into my
purse, and closed the bag and quietly slipped from the room.
I looked around the room that held so many good and bad memories. I then let the door close on that chapter of my life.
My feet pressed into the carpet as I made my way down the hall and the steps. My black ballet flats were silent.
With each step, my chest felt heavy, and my feet felt weighted with cement. Leaving was harder than I thought it would be. I wish I could say it was Daniel that made this so hard, but I would be lying.
Carter stood by the door with this knowing look on his face. I expected him to stop me, but he stepped aside and pulled out his phone.
He was giving me a head start at least I hoped that’s what he was doing. I grabbed the handle and held my breath as it opened.
The heavy wood took all my strength to budge. I closed my eyes, I stepped over the threshold and took my first breath of free air.
I was free. Free to just be me.
Chapter 9
Fin
She was gone. Carter stood in front of me and looked anything but fucking sorry. The son of a bitch let her walk right out the door.
“Where the fuck did she go?”
His smile was grating on my last nerve.
“I don’t have a clue boss. I was under the impression she was a free woman and wasn’t on lockdown.”
Pulling back, I slammed my fist into his face. Anger and frustration warred within. I wanted to beat the piss out of him.
“Fuck you, Carter.”
His smile was red as he spits blood on the floor.
“Feel better?”
Motherfucker, was he asking to die?
“Find her.”
“Or I could ask Jacob where she was, you know her shadow and all.”
“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me Jacob was with her?”
Red colored teeth flashed as he once again smiled.
“Fuck, call Jacob!”
He quickly pulled his phone out and pressed it to his ear. I started pacing the floor, the red carpet was worn slightly.
Pacing was a bad habit I’ve had since I took my place at the head of this table. My memories started to surface of my dad’s head as the bullet went through, causing him to slump over. Then, I thought of the blood that sprayed over Daniel.
I also remember the day my stepmother died. I remember putting the bullet through her head.
The bitch took a contract out on my father and thought she would run his empire when he was gone.
The stupid bitch had no clue it could only be run by blood and that you had to have a dick. Daniel was never the same, and I was a bastard for telling him what I did.
I remember the day he brought Kinsley home. The first time I laid eyes on her. I lost the ability to breathe.
My heart froze in my chest as it fought to beat. The way her long blondish brown hair swayed with each step of her perfect body.
Daniel knew how I felt about her and still, he fucking kept her. I wanted to kill the fucker every time she went with him.
I wanted to gut him every time he took her to his bed. I fucking hated that she was with him and I wish I could take credit for his death.
The motherfuckers who did kill him found themselves in an unmarked grave. Carter was watching me as he spoke to Jacob and I fought the need to grab his throat and cut off his air supply.
“Jacob said she went to Angela’s house.” I look at the desk in front of me.
“Boss, give her a few days.”
For the first time, I was going to do what he suggested when it came to her. I was going to give her a taste of freedom and then I was going to take what was mine.
Chapter 10
Kinsley
I stared into the glass of wine like it held all the secrets of the world. Like it held the answers to all my problems.
“Come on Kinsley you need to live a little.” Sighing, I tried not to scream in frustration.
“No Angela.”
“Fuck him! You need to get out and have fun.” Again, I wanted to scream.
“Look, I love you okay, but I don’t want to go out and party.”
I watched as her eyes narrowed, and I realized I just waved a red flag in front of a bull. She wasn’t going to let this go.
I was still struggling with my feelings. I felt like I was cut deep inside like a slice that couldn’t be stitched together.
It throbbed painfully. I was in love with two very different people, and one of them had my cheeks turning red in shame.
I hated my body, and I hated my heart. Even though they wanted him, my mind knew what it it was wrong.
“You know why Angela.”
Her eyes turned somber.
“He’s gone, Kinsley. What you are feeling, as different as it is, I’m sure a lot of people have felt that way. Well, what I’m trying to say is that it’s okay.”
Was it? I wasn’t so sure it was. I looked at my body and sneered. It betrayed me. Just the thought of Fin had little sparks of pleasure firing under the surface.
I placed the glass to my lips, and let the wine slid past my lips and down my throat. I didn’t stop until it was empty.
I looked around and grabbed the bottle and repeated the process. Soon I was in a tingly giggly place, and all thoughts of Fin and Daniel disappeared.
“Okay, we can go outtttttt.”
I slurred the words. It sounded like a perfect idea and Angela was rooting me on. Tomorrow I would regret my choice but not tonight.
Chapter 11
Kinsley
Three days of freedom….
I found myself in the exact place I didn’t want to be. The wine had me making promises, and I had to follow through with it. She made sure of it.
Angela forced the importance of freedom on me, and I laughed. Then like a fool I let her dress me up.
She did my makeup with gold eyeshadow and black eyeliner giving me a smoky catlike appearance. Then a berry colored lip gloss and my hair left to tumble down my back.
The little black dress barely covered my ass, and the black retro style fuck me heels gave me a few extra inches.
“I can’t do this.”
Panic set in and I wasn’t so sure I could go out and dance. Dancing meant men, and there were already enough men clogging my brain.
“You can, and you will besides, I’ve wanted to check out this new club for some time now.”
I turned and looked at Angela. Her red dress was similar to mine but shorter. I could see the edge of her red matching panties.
“You look hot as fuck!”
I laughed at her way of complimenting me.
“Look, Kinsley, it’s time to get out there again.
Daniel wouldn’t have wanted you to live like this.”
I remembered his last words to me, the morning I’d last seen him.
Yeah, he wouldn’t want me doing this.
Chapter 12
Kinsley
The music pulsed around me as I swayed back and forth in the dark, with brightly colored flashing lights.
The liquor filled me with a warmth that was normally void. I saw that Angela found herself surrounded by two guys.
Both of them were grinding hard against her. Then, hands grabbed my hips and pulled me into a thin frame.
It should have bothered me, and maybe on some level, it did. I placed my hands over his, and prepared to push them off me.
But before I could muster up the strength, he was gone. I turned and looked into the dark, angry eyes of Fin.
“No.”
The words were whispered, but he read my lips. I could see the anger and jealousy as he stared at me.
His face, brushed mine as he leaned down to say something in my ear.
“You want these people to die?” Swallowing I shook my head. I don’t think I did. The alcohol made it more difficult to think clearly.
Fin reached for my glass of whiskey, but I sidestepped unsteadily and forced him to change direction.
Quickly I placed the old-fashioned glass against my lips, I pour the contents down my throat.
“Fuck Kinsley stop.”
I shook my head and leveled him with my best glare, or I think it was a glare.
“No. You are not my boss Fin.”
I laughed as I said the words. It was hard not to slur, but I somehow managed. His fingers gripped my arm almost painfully.
I pulled and tried and remove his hand from my upper arm, but he acted like I was a fly in need of swatting.
“Angela….”
“Is fucking fine.”
Looking over my shoulder, and watched as my friend kissed one of the men and started fondling the other.
Bodies parted like the red sea, and soon I was being pushed gently into the back seat of Fins black Cadillac. “You had no
right!”
He just looked at me and said nothing. The man was absolutely infuriating.
I was fuming with both anger and frustration. Then Fin leaned over me and pressed his lips to mine.
Chapter 13
Fin
I watched her fucking shake her ass, and it was hot as fuck, and I was more than content to just watch.
That was a fucking prick grabbed her and started grinding against her. I was quick to remove him from the fucking equation.
Carter grabbed the fucker as he stumbled back and not so gently forced him out of the building.
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