Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 87908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I don’t even want to remember the way I felt when I heard that shit. If the asshole had been standing in front of me then he would’ve been dust. The idea that he’d even looked at her beauty was his death sentence. No one else was supposed to lay eyes on that but me, the fuck.
I couldn’t just go around offing motherfuckers though, I had too much to live for and a hell of a lot to look forward to. But there were still plenty of ways to deal with his ilk, and I knew them all. I just needed to get her to safety, though it was hard as fuck not retaliating right here and now.
I’d been so focused on what laid ahead for her and I that my head had even cooled a little where he was concerned. I didn’t expect that shit to last too long though, just thinking about what the fuck he had in mind when he was standing over her was enough to make me say fuck it and just do the fuck.
I flicked off the water and hoped like fuck that she was asleep by the time I made it back out there. My cock was tenting the towel and I hadn’t had the presence of mind to bring shorts with me, since I usually slept in the raw, so there was no way to hide it.
She was gonna have to get used to me like this soon anyway, so I just tightened the shit around my hips just in case she was still up. Hopefully he doesn’t pull one of his moves and slip through the cracks. My boy’s a pussy hound and he’s been hounding this particular gash for way too fucking long.
Of course she was wide-awake with the TV on, sitting in the middle of the bed Indian fashion with her hair in pigtails. Her innocence almost made me weep as I just stood there looking down at her, while the glow from the screen highlighted her cheekbones; willing myself not to look any lower.
My dick was already leaking like a fucking faucet, not that he had been acting any different since I’d entered the house earlier and got my first look at her in almost three years. I was giving some serious thought to sleeping under the stars tonight to preserve her virginity. I had about an ounce of self-control left and that’s being generous.
She felt my stare and turned those slanted orbs my way, and not for the first time I wondered what kind of beauty her mother had to be, because the old man hadn’t been much to look at.
In fact, after I’d had her for three or four years I’d done an extensive search to make sure that she really was his, and it turns out she was. But I still didn’t know anything about the mom, and all the aunt would say was that she was a bitch.
Law had helped me out there too by finding out that the dad had been part of a crew a few towns over. From there I’d learned that her mom had been one of the sheep, one of those women who follow crews around and are shared among the men who were interested. He’d knocked her up at an early age, before she had run off and left the kid behind.
I never told her anything about her mom and had forbid Dee to tell her anything negative about the missing woman, but I was sure now that she’d probably been doing just that behind my back, the hag.
It was late but neither of us seemed ready to sleep, and since fucking wasn’t on the menu tonight I decided to go with the next best thing.
“You hungry babygirl?” She smiled and nodded and I picked up the menu on the little side table that said twenty- four-hour room service. “What do you want?” She shrugged her shoulders and picked at the sheet under her.
I never made much of her shy behavior before, but something about it bothered me now. After all the horror stories I’d heard in the last couple years I was always suspicious of shit, what if this wasn’t the first time someone had fucked with her? What if…my gut dropped at the mere thought but what if?
Maybe what I’d always taken as shy reserve had been something else. If anyone had hurt her, they were in for a world of fuckery. Before the week was out I was gonna get to the bottom of all the shit she’d endured while I’d been off saving the world, and heads were gonna roll. But fuck it; if someone had out hands on her I was sure to end up in the pen.
Looking at her now I questioned everything I’d been led to believe over the years. All those reports I’d had from the aunt that had kept me from worrying, and made me believe she was growing the way a young girl should. Even her school reports had been encouraging, and the aunt had nothing to do with those.