Page 5 of Ghost's Control

But Jemma scoffs, “she wasn’t yours when you had that bitch’s mouth wrapped around your cock.”

“That was a mistake. Gigi is mine.”

Jem gives me a sad smile, “she was yours, Ghost. But not anymore. I don’t think she’ll ever forgive you.”

No, I don’t believe that. I can’t accept that. Gigi is everything to me.

“Just let her rest,” Cas says pulling Tara into his arms, “she’s asleep right now, tomorrow it’ll be a new day and you two can talk.”

Relief washes through me… “She’s still here then?”

He nods, “Yeah, the women put her to sleep in my room.”

Tara shakes her head. “Leave her be Ghost, these past few days have been hell on her. Let her sleep. She needs it.”

I don’t say a word, just turn on my heel and stalk toward the back of the compound. I take the stairs two at a time, needing to see Gigi. It doesn’t take me long until I’m standing outside of Cas’ room.

I take a deep breath and prepare myself for her to tell me to get the hell out. I won’t go anywhere though. No matter how much hate she spews at me, I’m not going. She’s mine and now that she’s here, I’m not letting her go.

I push the door open and my world tilts as I see her lying in the bed. She looks vulnerable. Fragile. Delicate. God, her face is pale, which has the bruising standing out against it. I let the door close softly behind me and Gigi moans in her sleep as she tilts her head slightly.

Blood rushes from my head as I spot the finger marks on her neck. Some motherfucker strangled her. Actually wrapped their fucking hands around her throat and strangled her. I’m going to kill them. I don’t give a fuck who they are. I’m going to track them down and make them pay for what they’ve done to her.

I should leave her to sleep, to get a good night's rest. But I need her with me. In my bed where she belongs. Seeing her asleep in Cas’ bed is pushing at my jealousy. I know it’s irrational, my brother would never go there, neither would Gi, but fuck, my head’s a fucking mess right now.

I reach for her, lifting her small body into my arms. I hold her close to my chest. She doesn’t resist me, instead she snuggles against me. “Ty,” she whispers, and my heart clenches. Fuck, hearing her say my name in her sleep is everything.

“I got you, Gi,” I promise her as I walk out of Cas’ room and head down the hall to my own room.

The lights are on in my room and I’m able to see clearly the bruises that mar her skin. Fuck. Someone really hurt her.

Tomorrow, I’ll find out. Right now, I need to hold her in my arms.

I lie her down onto the bed and crawl in beside her.

She’s right where she belongs, and I’m going to do everything in my power to keep her here.

Chapter 4

Gigi

I wake up and feel arms wrapped around me and because I’m half asleep I scream. “Get off me, leave me alone.” Grabbing the arm, I push it off me.

“Stop, Gigi. It’s me.” I hear his smooth voice whisper in my ear and I know in that moment that I’m safe. My entire body relaxes as he pulls me closer into his body so that I know it’s him.

I relax and then suddenly remember that I hate him right now. I push him off me and sit up. “What the fuck, Ghost?” I won’t call him by his real name. I won’t give him that pleasure. “Get off me. What the fuck am I doing in here?” Looking around, I see I’m in a different room.

“This is my room. This is where you belong, not in another brother’s bed.” He’s sitting up behind me, his chest bare, and I find it really hard not to stare at his broad chest. I know what he looks like naked and my body instinctively knows what it likes. And the treacherous bitch likes Ghost right now.

Moving in the bed so that my back is against the wall, I cross my arms. “I’m not yours, Ghost. I thought I was, but I guess I misunderstood the fact that you called me every day and told me all those things that you want to do to me as us being together. I certainly didn’t want anyone else to lick my pussy.” I see his eyes flair, flames growing behind them. It might not be the right thing to say, but he has to understand where I stand on this.

“What if you had walked into the club and found some guy between my legs licking my pussy and fingering me? How would it make you feel, Ghost? Tell me.”

“Don’t even talk like that. I’d… I’d fucking kill them. No one does that to my girl.” He is hyperventilating and I know he would like to say so much more, but he’s restraining himself. I see his eyes drop down to my neck so many times as he stares at the marks that he made.

“But what would you do to me? What would you say to me? Would you be disappointed that I didn’t wait for you?” I stare into his eyes so that he can see I mean business and I’m not just trying to piss him off.

“I’d be angry. I’d want to know why you did it. Were you frustrated? Had I left you for too long? But more than that I’d want to know were they better than me?”

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