Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Fuck boxers today, it’s going to be hot as fuck out there.
“We need to run, Coy. We can’t stay here,” she pleads.
Looking up from putting my boots on, I say, “Allie, you’ll never be safer than when you have me. I’ll kill every single motherfucker that comes our way. It’s not only us anymore, it’s our family.”
Standing up from the bed, I walk right up to her. “You’re mine, woman. Don’t fuckin’ forget that, ever. I’m gonna torture whoever the fuck this Mikhail is, torture and then bury his ass.”
She shakes her head at me. “He’s an evil man, Coy. He’s with the Russian mafia. You can’t protect us.”
“Watch me,” I say before grabbing the back of her head and tightly twisting my fingers in her hair.
Pressing my lips hard against hers, she slaps at my chest, but I don’t fucking relent. She needs to know she’s mine.
She will always be mine, no matter the fucking cost.
My tongue pushes hard against her lips, forcing them apart. She resists for so long that I’m about to throw her on the bed and fuck her back into submission, but finally she gives in. Her tongue comes out timidly and her hands clutch at my shirt.
Grabbing that juicy ass, I pull her tight against my cock and grind hard into her.
Pulling away from her mouth, I say, “You’re mine, Allie. I took claim on you a long time ago. You tell me you don’t remember me, but you will.”
“Coy…” she breathes out heavily.
“Coy!” Levi shouts from the living room, breaking the moment.
“Yeah? And what did I say about that?” I shout back across the house to him as I grab my kutte from the dresser.
Sliding it over my shoulders, I turn to Allie and grab her hand, pulling her to the living room with me.
“Dad… sorry,” he says loud enough for us to hear.
“What’s up, little man?” I say over the loud gasp Allie makes.
“It’s lightsaber time!” Levi shouts with joy.
“Sweet,” I shout right back as I release Allie’s hand and jog up to the couch.
Jumping over the back, I land right next to a squeaking Levi.
Putting my arm around him, I say, “Show me, buddy. I gotta go in a bit.”
“Okay, why are you leaving?” he asks with a pout.
“Business,” I say and then motion for Allie to join us.
She looks between us both with wary eyes before she notices Levi looking up at her with a smile.
Seeing his smile, she relents. “Oh boy, I don’t know if I can handle all the action!”
“You can!” Levi cheers at her.
“That’s not what you—” I start to smirk at her before she cuts me off.
“Finish that sentence and I’ll stab you in your sleep.” She glares at me before plopping down to sit next to Levi.
Laughing at that face of hers, I nod my head. “Fair enough.”
Fuck, it feels far too right to lift my arm and place it over Allie’s shoulder with Levi between us.
Everything in the world just seems so right, so good right now, I smile and watch the show. Levi is so fucking infectious with his enthusiasm, I get caught up in it.
A loud pounding on my front door yanks me out of it though, followed by Hammy shouting out to Steve about something.
Well, fuck, looks like it’s time to go to work.
Chapter Twelve
Allie
Stuck on the couch with Coy and Levi, I try my best to be interested in Levi’s show for him.
But my mind won’t stop racing and my emotions are all over the place.
When I woke up this morning, I was so mad I could have spit fire. But now… Now I don’t know how I feel.
I want to stay angry at Coy, I do. But the bastard is making it incredibly hard for me.
There are so many reasons to be angry with him. He put us through hell yesterday, and last night…
Oh god, last night.
I can’t even think about it without my stomach clenching.
And yet I can’t hate him.
No, after what he said in the kitchen about the accident, then what he said in the bedroom about protecting us, I can’t fucking hate him.
I think I even feel a little guilty, guilty for something I know I haven’t done, and it’s confusing as hell.
His words keep replaying like a broken record over and over in my head.
I was there the whole time you were in a coma.
You were my fucking Allie Cat and you left me.
You’re mine, Allie. I took claim on you a long time ago. You tell me you don’t remember me, but you will.”
I don’t know what to make of it all. It’s fucking confusing as hell.
I’m still not willing to believe I’m the girl he’s been talking about. Why would I believe a stranger over my parents? Especially a stranger who fucking kidnapped me and is keeping me and my child hostage.