Page 17 of Protecting Siena

Six Months Later

The last few months went by just like the first few days did.

Every few days, Siena and I sneak off to go and learn some self-defense moves before I fuck the shit out of her. We change up the positons every time, and when we don’t get a chance to get away, she sneaks into my room and I fuck her all night long.

Things with Tony have been tense, but he’s too much of a pussy to say anything to me. I’m pretty damn sure he knows that I’m fucking her, and so does her mom. She caught her sneaking out of my place this morning, and I’m just hoping that it will keep that bitch off of me for a while. She’s fucking relentless, and has even decided that coming into my room naked would get me to have my way with her. Instead it turns me off even more.

I like a good chase, and I sure as hell like the way Siena’s body fits against mine. Looking up, I see Siena coming towards me. She looks like she’s been crying so I get up from my seat and walk towards her. Cupping her cheek, I look into her eyes and I see the storm brewing in them.

“What’s wrong?” She starts to shift her weight and I see the mark on her neck. “Tony do that to you?” Tears start to fall down her cheeks, and I pull her into my place and lock the door.

“Sloane, he threatened to kill you if I didn’t end things between us.” She sobs. I pull her into my arms and she just continues to cry. Her tears start to soak through my shirt and when I pull away, she begs me not to.

“No Siena, I’m not going to let him threaten me. He wants you, he can be a fucking man about it. I’d like to see him try to kill me. We’ll see who makes it back.” She grabs ahold of my jeans, and doesn’t let me walk away from her.

“Please don’t leave me.” She whimpers. Her red hair is in a messy bun and a few pieces are out of place. Her green eyes are rimmed with tears and she never loosens her grip on me.

Picking her up, I walk her back into my room and lay her down on the bed. She sniffs a few times before she wipes her nose and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her chest. I lay with her until she falls asleep. As soon as I know that she’s passed out, I get up and make my way to the house to find Tony.

I know she told me not to, but I won’t let him lay a hand on her. I don’t give a shit who he is. When I walk up the stairs towards his room, I hear moaning and the sounds of someone fucking. When I come up to his door, I see him banging Melinda. Her eyes meet mine and she starts to moan even louder like I’m going to get jealous. Fuck that shit. Her tits don’t even fucking move as he pounds into her. I kick the door and Tony stops, turning to look at me.

“What the fuck do you want?” He sneers.

“You touch her again, and you and I are going to have problems.” Melinda’s eyes light up like she thinks I’m talking about her.

“You want this old bitch, fine, have her.” He pulls out of her and pushes her towards me, but I move before she can touch me.

“No, you know exactly who I’m talking about. You touch her again and I find out about it, I’ll tell Xavier what your plans really are with his company.” He pales, and then looks over at Melinda like she’s going to say something.

“Don’t fuck with me, or threaten me again.” Without another word, I walk out of the room and back down the stairs. Before I can walk out the door, I hear Melinda yelling at Tony about fucking her daughter and trying to screw over her husband.

When I finally get outside, one of my guys comes running up to the house with a gun pulled. “What’s up?” I ask, scanning the grounds behind him.

“Black van came screeching down the street with a gun pointed at the property, but when it saw me, it took off in the other direction.” Fuck. Just what I fucking need, someone planning on attacking the house on top of everything else.

“Double up security and make sure the mistress is protected, too.” He nods and grabs his phone, starting to dial. Walking back over to my place, I walk inside and find that Siena is right where I left her, except her eyes are open and watching me.

“You went in there, didn’t you?” She curls herself into a little ball and I nod my head. “What did he say?”

“He was fucking your mother. I told him if he ever touched you again I would tell your father about what he plans on doing with the company.” Her eyes widen and her mouth drops open.

“Sloane!” She screeches. “You weren’t supposed to say anything!” She’s angry, I get that, but I’m protecting her from that bastard. If that is what it takes, then I’ll do it. The only loyalty I have in this place is to her.

She gets off the bed and starts to pace. I watch her as she walks back and forth before she turns to me, pushing me backwards. I grab a hold of her arms and pull her into my body. I hold her close to me and whisper in her ear. “Don’t fucking test me. Someone just said that there was a van outside with a gun trained on this place. I’m not in the fucking mood.” She tries to fight me, but I don’t release her. “I don’t give a fuck what you said about not telling him. If he so much as touches you again, I will be putting him in the ground.”

She tries to pull away again, and this time I let her. She goes to the doorway and turns to look at me again. Her lip trembles, but she doesn’t say anything. She just walks out of my room and out the front door. Grabbing my phone off the bed, I check the messages and see that Xavier and his mistress are both safe. He sees her twice a week, and luckily I’ve never had to be on that duty.

I’d rather be the one getting fucked than watching the fucking.

I spend the rest of the night working out in the gym that Xavier let me put in the extra room. Once I’m drenched in sweat, I make my way to the shower, and stand under the hot stream. I hear footsteps, and I can only think that maybe she finally came in to apologize to me. When I hear the door hit the wall, I wait for her. It takes her a few minutes, but then I hear her clothes hitting the floor. She pulls the curtain back and looks at me for a second before she gets in.

She stands in front of me silently for what seems like eternity before she takes a step forward, and presses her lips against my chest. She wraps her arms up and around my back, her hands land on my shoulders. “How do things always seem to get so screwed up?” She chokes out.

Running my hands down her back, I pull her closer to me. “I don’t know, Princess. What’s so fucked up?” I feel her body quake as she pulls in a deep breath.

“I shouldn’t want you the way I do. You were right the day we met. I should have stayed away from you.” Her warm breath causes me to shiver and I kiss the top of her head. “You piss me off more times than I can count, but something always brings me back for more. I hate it.”

I snort and she bites my nipple. “It’s because I can fuck you better than anyone else can.” This time she starts to laugh.

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