Billionaire Romance: King's Game Complete Series: King's Romance Box Set (Part 1-10) - The Complete Collection

by Sarah J. Brooks

  I needed him to calm down. I didn’t want my father to fire me and go with another lawyer. For my plan to work, I had to stay being his lawyer. Even if I hated him.

  “I’m sorry Dad. I am doing my best. But Jennifer was a big help on this case. Don’t be an ass to her.”

  “Ah she does have a great ass.”

  I tried not to throw up in my mouth as I remembered back to the threesome we had. It was not something that I wanted to remember.

  Jennifer

  I ran. That was the only thing I could do. My mind swirled with all the information I had just received. I just couldn’t believe that Roberto was Ryan’s father. I didn’t trust Ryan and certainly didn’t trust Roberto.

  What had happened?

  Only a few short months ago I was a normal 21-year-old getting ready to start law school. Now I was mixed up in the craziest threesome I could have ever imagined. Not only was I participating in defending a known killer, but I had slept with him and his son. I felt nauseous.

  My brain swirled with everything that had gone on for the last few months. I ran. I ran away from Ryan and his father, I ran away from everything. I needed to think. I needed to get my head straight. I didn’t stop to get a cab or hop on the subway. I just needed to keep moving.

  It had taken me most of the day before I arrived back at my apartment and I was exhausted. I couldn’t even think anymore because my brain swirled with everything I knew about Ryan and Roberto.

  Things started to make much more sense. That partner of Ryan’s who had mysteriously died, the hold that Roberto had over Ryan, it all started to come together. Ryan King was a man who had tried to forget about his past and move forward with a new persona, but his father just wouldn’t allow it.

  The confident and cocky man that I knew wasn’t the same when he was with Roberto. His confidence always seemed shaken by that man and now it started to make sense. I replayed the last few weeks in my head and tried to make sense of everything. As I did, my anger toward Ryan built up higher and higher.

  Why wouldn’t he have just told me about all this? It would have been much easier to deal with if I had known it in the beginning. I certainly wouldn’t have kept fucking him though. But I supposed that was exactly why Ryan didn’t tell people the truth.

  I felt the pulse in my neck as it throbbed and I wanted to take back everything that I had done with Ryan. I remembered the club and our sex in the back room. I remembered his office conference table. My mind swirled when I thought back to that night when I had taken on both Ryan and Robert. I couldn’t think about it another moment.

  Ryan and I had a physical connection that was beyond that of any other guy I had been with. There was a passion between us a connection like that of two lost souls. It was so powerful that I felt it that night in the nightclub. Now it made sense. Ryan was alone in this world, just like I was. He didn’t have a loving family to support and care about him. He had to do life all on his own.

  I needed to sleep and my mind just wouldn’t stop racing. I took a sleeping pill and then took a warm shower. By the time, I finished my shower I was totally relaxed and fell asleep without a thought of Ryan or Roberto in my mind.

  ***

  My body desperately needed the long night of sleep that I finally got. It was like I had been deprived of a good night sleep for weeks. As I woke up on the day of the hearing, I still pondered whether I should show up in court or not. For Ryan I wanted to be there, my anger had subsided a bit and I wanted to be there to support him. But I didn’t want to be anywhere near Roberto.

  I certainly didn’t want to be there and sit next to that killer. It was the last thing I could think of that I would want to do with my day, but I did want to be a lawyer. Not showing up for a case I had worked on for weeks was really unprofessional. There was so much more to it than that, though, there were so many emotions going through my body.

  I continued to ponder whether I should go to the courtroom or not and I took so long thinking about it that the hearing had started already when I arrived. I looked into the courtroom and saw Ryan and Roberto and I couldn’t bring myself to walk in the door. I couldn’t stand the thought of having to sit in between the two of them. Instead, I went back to my apartment and put on CourtTV and watched the proceedings live as they happened.

  The hearing started with the prosecutor discussing all the crimes that Roberto Calvertino had been convicted of in the first trial. The nicely dressed attorney went on to say that this hearing was only being conducted as a formality and nothing should change with the verdict.

  “Roberto Calvertino is a cold-blooded killer who deserves life in prison,” the prosecutor said as he finished his closing remarks.

  “Roberto Calvertino was a powerful man throughout the city. He ran several businesses and employed over two hundred people. Yes, he was a tough boss. Yes, he lived in a bad neighborhood and often got mixed up in some trouble. But Roberto Calvertino is not a murderer and there is no actual proof that he committed any of the crimes he was convicted of. In fact, as we go through the trial you will be appalled that this man has spent the last few years in prison for crimes that there is no proof he committed.”

  Ryan looked amazing on television and I knew there were women around the country googling him as they watched this. His custom gray suit fit him in all the right places. As he moved across the courtroom from one side to the other, he made a point to look at each of the jurors at least twice during his statement.

  I felt like he had them, the jurors were certainly going to be convinced by Ryan’s charms. I couldn’t actually see the jurors, but I could see his face and his charisma was on point. If I weren't so damn mad at him, I would have wanted him even more than ever.

  The evidence was actually in our favor and as I watched Ryan as he laid it all out there, I could see the possibility of winning the case. The prosecution had not presented a single witness that would testify against Roberto and all their evidence was circumstantial.

  The case looked great for Ryan, but that didn’t make me all that happy. Deep down I knew that Roberto had killed those people. He was manipulative and controlled so many people that I knew he was the one behind the killings, there was just no way around it. The problem was that the prosecution didn’t have any firm evidence. I found myself rooting for the prosecutor as I watched the full day in the courtroom. I wanted them to convict Roberto; I wanted him back in jail.

  There was a moment when the camera looked right at Ryan and I almost melted. His eyes looked into the camera and I felt like they were looking right at me. It still surprised me how much my body reacted to Ryan. There was a chemical reaction between the two of us and it didn’t matter if I was mad at him or not, the connection was always there.

  What was I going to do?

  Roberto scared the hell out of me and Ryan had lied to me. I was angry and worried, but deep down I still wanted Ryan. I just didn’t want him with Roberto around.

  Within moments of the court hearing getting over, my phone rang. It was Ryan.

  I looked at the call and his picture that had popped up. I wanted to answer, but I didn’t know what I would say. I still couldn’t believe that Ryan and Roberto were related. I couldn’t deal with all of that just yet, so the call went to voicemail.

  It was hard to imagine the rest of my law school days without Ryan. I enjoyed being around him and working with him. I wanted to stop being mad at him, but I just didn’t know how. He had lied for months to me. It wasn’t a little lie either, we worked together to defend his father for murders. Ryan should have told me, he should have kept me in the loop of all the important details of the case. But instead, he hid who he was from me.

  There was a buzz from downstairs and it startled me.

  “Who’s there?” I asked.

  “It’s Ryan. I know you are mad, but let me up. I need to see you,” Ryan’s voice was firm and commanding. It reminded me of the night we first met at the nightclub. I could still feel his breath on the back of
my neck as he whispered in my ear that night.

  It was like a primal reaction, my finger buzzed the downstairs door opened and I stood there waiting for Ryan to make it up the stairs. I was still furious with him, but I also felt butterflies in my stomach as I looked through the peephole and waiting for him.

  When he reached the doorway, I cracked the door open; but wouldn’t let him all the way in. His eyes looked at the door and then back to me.

  “Let me in Jennifer,” he said forcefully.

  His words were firm and I almost responded by opening the door. But I didn’t, instead I held onto it tighter as I placed my face in the crack. I needed to be strong, I needed to resist him. My body wanted him desperately though and I felt my willpower weakening as I looked at Ryan in his custom suit. Damn he was so sexy.

  “What do you want Ryan?”

  “Jennifer, I’m not going to apologize out here. Let me in now.”

  There was something about the way he was so firm in his words, I complied and opened the door. I was angry with him. Really I was. But as he walked into my apartment his body brushed up against mine and I wanted him.

  Ryan must have sensed the urges from my body and he thrust the door closed and pressed my body up against it. His hands were firm as he held me there, but his eyes were sweet and searched mine for understanding.

  I felt like there was so much he wanted to say. So many things he needed me to understand, but he just couldn’t find the words. In the absence of words; he used his tongue. I loved it when he used his tongue.

  His mouth took my bottom lip in and he sucked on it firmly. I felt him exhale with a feeling of release that I had never felt around him before. It was like he could finally relax. He could finally let go of everything and just be there.

  I wasn’t sure if he was relieved to be out of the trial or relieved that I had not wanted to fight with him. But whatever the reason, he seemed much more relaxed than anytime I had kissed him in the last few months. His mouth was delicate and sweet as we enjoyed each other’s taste.

  Our lips moved delicately around one another and I felt his hands as they explored my body. My heart raced as I felt him against me and I didn’t want the moment to end. I didn’t know what would happen at the trial and I didn’t know what would happen tomorrow or the next day, but in that moment I wanted to be with Ryan.

  My arms moved up around his neck and Ryan grabbed a hold of my ass and lifted me up off the ground. He made his way back to my bedroom and pressed the door open with his foot as we walked through the threshold to my room. For a moment I wondered what I was doing. How had I gone from being angry to wanting this man so bad? But it didn’t matter, my body wanted Ryan and I couldn’t deny myself that pleasure.

  I grabbed the door behind us and flung it shut just before Ryan threw me onto my bed. He stood there and looked at me with a look I hadn’t seen from him before. It seemed to be a look of need. It wasn’t desire and it wasn’t lust, I felt like he physically needed to make love to me.

  My eyes met his and we stayed locked onto each other as he pulled off his suit piece by piece.

  I felt my body physically react as I saw Ryan’s cock standing at attention. It pulsed with a desire for me that I couldn’t ignore. My body soaked with a desire to feel him slip inside of me. The longing to make love with him was so bad that I couldn’t think about anything else. I needed Ryan and I felt that he needed me just as bad.

  Ryan kneeled onto my bed and let his fingers gently follow the curve of my leg from my ankle all the way up to my inner thigh. His breathing was deep as he concentrated on every inch of my body. My eyes locked onto his and I didn’t want to look away. The intense need he had for me was driving me to want him more than I ever had before.

  We worked together to get my clothes off and I felt his cock brush up against my inner leg as he leaned down to kiss me. I opened myself more to him. I wanted him inside of me. I wanted to feel some pleasure; the kind of pleasure that only Ryan could give me.

  He lifted up his head and looked into my eyes as his cock slid inside of me. I knew nothing about our future, I didn’t know if this would be the last time we were together or not; all I knew was that I wanted that moment to be remembered. I wanted to see every second of our love making so I could always remember it.

  His skin tantalized my body and I felt myself thrusting against him as he moved diligently inside of me. My arms held on tight to him and I wanted to feel more and more. My body felt right when it was with Ryan, it felt at home with him. Nothing else in the world mattered at that moment besides the two of us. We didn’t care about Roberto and we didn’t care about the court hearing, we just had the two of us in our own little world.

  I couldn’t imagine ever making love to another man after the last few months I had had with Ryan. My body wanted just him. My mind wanted him too. Our tryst had gone from a one-time fling in a club to something much deeper. I wanted him to stay there in my bed forever. There didn’t need to be a court hearing, there didn’t need to be anything else in the world. All we needed was our naked bodies together forever.

  Our bodies started to sweat as we moved with each other. Thrust after thrust we tried to find an ending to the delicious bond we had. Our sweat just made me want him more and I felt like it made him thrust even harder. Soon I felt my body beginning to rumble with excitement. It was a sweet feeling and my let myself enjoy every second of it. Then I felt the sugary orgasmic relief that shot through my body as we both found our body the happiness it craved.

  I didn’t close my eyes at all. Not even when my body became electrified by orgasm. Our eyes stayed locked onto each other’s until we finally collapsed from exhaustion. My head moved to his chest and I took in his smell as I devoured his naked body underneath me. My eyes couldn’t get enough of the muscled perfection of his abs.

  That moment felt perfect. The two of us, sweaty and exhausted as he lay in bed was exactly what I wanted. The problem was, I wanted just that forever and ever. I didn’t want to go back to reality. I didn’t want to deal with the fact that Roberto Calvertino was Ryan’s father.

  “I watched you on courtTV today. You did a good job.”

  “Jennifer, the pressure is insane. Come with me tomorrow?”

  “I just can’t be next to Roberto, I’m sorry. Why are you working so hard to get him free?”

  “It’s my only option. If I lose the case and he thinks I did it on purpose, he’ll kill me. Or at the very least make my life a living hell.”

  Ryan looked so vulnerable as he talked about Roberto, so defeated. It was hard to see him like that. The strong and defiant man that I knew had succumbed to his father’s threats. There wasn’t another man in the world that I thought would intimidate Ryan, but Roberto clearly did.

  “Well, how can you lose without him knowing you did it on purpose? Maybe we could feed the prosecutor some information or something.”

  Ryan stopped and thought for a minute. I sat up and watched him. There was a way out of all this and I could tell by his eyes that he knew it.

  “There is a way, but it will ruin me. I’ll be disbarred.”

  I didn’t like the sound of that at all. There had to be a way around that. There had to be a way to get Roberto back in prison without totally ruining Ryan’s life.

  “Is there another option?” I asked hopefully. “It would be like giving in to him if you lost your license to practice law. You have to find a different way. You can’t let Roberto have any victory in this situation.”

  “I don’t know of one yet. But we need to think fast. There are only two more days left in the trial.”

  Together we lay and planned out what would hopefully be the end of Roberto Calvertino. We put together our detailed plan to ensure Ryan did not look guilty in Roberto’s eyes. If all went as planned, Roberto would spent the rest of his life in prison and Ryan and I could move forward with ours. Unfortunately, I did not have a lot of confidence in the idea that Ryan would be safe at all. Roberto didn’t s
eem like the kind of man who would let Ryan off, even if it wasn’t his fault that the case got lost.

  Plus, our plan did end with Ryan losing his license to practice law. There was just no other way around it. At least none that Ryan and I could think of. It would be horrible for Ryan to have to start fresh in a new business, he was a great lawyer. But being able to live his life and not be killed by his father was more important than the career he worked in.

  “What happens to me if you lose the case? Don’t you think Roberto would come after me again?”

  Ryan moved his hand to my face and traced the line of my jaw. My eyes were closed as I felt his fingers on my body and I wanted to stay in that moment forever. I could hear Ryan take a deep breath as he pondered what I had said. He knew I was in danger and he knew that Roberto would hurt me if he had the chance.

  “He will kill you if he thinks you had anything to do with it,” Ryan said matter-of-factly.

  My body froze at the directness of his words. Probably because I knew they were true. I knew that Roberto would not think twice before he decided to kill me. He had already killed so many people and been so ruthless. He killed Mrs. Anderson and she didn’t do a thing to him. She was even planning to testify in his favor, although it was totally out of fear.

  “Well, I don’t want to be killed. So let’s make sure that doesn’t happen,” I joked with Ryan.

  “I’ve got a plan now. I think it’s going to work.”

  He leaned over and kissed my ear and then got up out of bed. He seemed to have a new upbeat attitude. My heart thumped as I thought about how badly this whole thing could end. I could only hope that Ryan’s plan would work to keep us both safe.

  “So you don’t want me to come to court today?” I asked hopefully.

  “No not today, come on the last day. It will be better for you.”

  “Alright. Good luck!”