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)
Okay that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but there were a fuckload of kids. No way were they peddling that shit here. Not to the kids, and not to the parents.
“Don’t insult the Italians I don’t think those fucks would appreciate it. Anyway as I was saying, pick a crew and go do as we planned. Don’t leave a brick standing. These fucking meth labs crop up like weeds so make sure you destroy the root and get their asses out of our town, let them go fuck up somebody else’s shit.
Try not to kill anyone, it’s not that big a job and the fucks are just stupid not inherently evil okay.” He grinned the bloodthirsty fuck he is and saluted me. “As you say boss. Ahem, about the sheep, uh, you do know that some of them thought or at least were hoping…”
“I give a fuck what they were hoping, all I care about is what was said and I never said one fuck. Keep an eye and an ear out, any of them get out of line where she’s concerned I wanna know.” Yeah, I wanna handle that shit personally so they know the decision, whatever it may be, is final.
With everything squared away to my satisfaction, I let him go and headed back to my office to kill some time until she woke up from her nap.
Creed
I spent the morning with half of my mind on the club and the rest of it in that bed with her. The fucking calendar was mocking me now every time I looked at it; the time was almost here.
I’d called her my wife to the men because that’s exactly what she is. I just had to make that shit legit now but I wasn’t too worried about that. As far as I’m concerned, the moment I breech her for the first time is as good as me slipping my ring on her finger.
I fucked around with some invoices and shit but it was all Greek to me and I’m not bilingual so that means I got fuck all done for the next hour. All I could think about was her, just across the way, waiting.
I couldn’t hold a damn thought so I ended up going back to the house just to be near her. She was still asleep when I looked in on her, all innocent looking under a mountain of covers.
I tried to imagine that fucking pervert standing and looking down on all that beauty and defiling it, and wished I could fuck his shit up all over again. I checked my watch on the back of that thought.
There weren’t any sirens heading towards my place and I figured if he was gonna make that play he would’ve already, so I guess it was wait and see what, if anything he was gonna do next. I left her and went into the kitchen to check the cupboards.
I hardly ever spent much time here before, but now with her in the house I was gonna have to stay on top of this fuckery like food and whatever the fuck else people stocked up on these days.
I’ll wait until she was up to get started on that shit because I didn’t have a fucking clue. I puttered around impatiently until I heard movement in the bedroom and her voice calling out to me.
“You up? Let’s go get some food in you.” I yelled from where I stood not trusting myself to go to her. She came out to the kitchen in an old pair of jeans and a shirt that was way too tight across her chest.
“Change of plans, we need to go shopping.” No fucking way she was walking around like that. She blushed and looked down at herself and I didn’t have to be a mind reader to know what she was thinking.
“Hey look at me. Whatever is lacking, it’s not on you or because of anything you did. I’m to blame mostly, but never you okay.” She nodded her head yes and I took her hand and kissed it before leading her out to my truck, she wasn’t use to riding yet and I didn’t want to overdo it.
I could hardly find my fucking keys; that’s how long it had been since I’d been in my ride. She wasn’t here twenty-four hours yet and already she was changing up my shit.
I had to lift her tiny little ass into the passenger seat, which got me to thinking about getting her her own car. I knew she had a license because she’d taken the classes at school, but Dee had convinced me that she didn’t need a ride as yet since the town was so small and my girl hardly ever went anywhere.
I’m not even gonna think about the real reasoning behind that shit this morning. I’m working on a fresh start. Thinking about that bitch would set me back a couple steps. All good thoughts Creed.