Page 78 of Knot So Broken

Opening up my laptop, I begin dredging into Calvin Hayes’ life. It's not hard to. None of his digital footprint has any kind of protections surrounding it, which makes taking down everything he has worked for easy.

I can hear Theo in the other room making call after call. I know that if I paid any attention to what he was saying, I would no doubt hear men on the other end of the line crying and begging for mercy. One mention of our last name and the biggest of Alphas cower. Just another thing that makes our job easier.

Not even half an hour of working and I have completely drained every single bank account under the man's name, sent the funds through a range of offshore accounts to be cleaned to eventually land in an account set up completely in Kennedy’s name for her to do what she wishes.

His piss poor business ventures have all hit rock bottom and effectively crashed in a matter of minutes.

Calvin now has nothing. No money. No businesses. And by the sounds of the conversation I now tune into, no associates to back him up. He is done.

I send a few bugs into his systems as a fail safe. Even though causing chaos like this is child’s play, it will still be fun to watch him flail.

Scooting my chair away from the table, I stretch my limbs and crack my neck. Looking over at Ledger, I find him already watching me.

“Is it done?”

I nod, “Done. Calvin isn’t going to know what hit him. He is going to be so busy chasing his own tail trying to clean up messes, he won’t have a moment to even think of Kennedy. By the time he does, she will be ready.”

He raises an eyebrow at me, “Do you think that she will ever be ready to see her father six feet under?”

I know that Ledger is thinking about his own family. His parents were both abusive, just like Kennedy’s. He was only ten when he slit his parents’ throats in the middle of the night.

Even all these years later, I know it still haunts him.

For me, I’m glad the cunts are dead. I don’t like getting my hands dirty but I would have for Ledger. He’s worth it. They both are.

Having both him and Kennedy now feels like my life is complete. I’d love to have a little one running around one day but for right now, life feels right. Like the puzzles have all connected. I know it will feel even better once all of this mess with Calvin has been dealt with.

“I know she will. I can see the fight in her eyes. She will be ready. It just might take her a while.”

He nods but his focus is distracted. I feel his arms travel down my biceps, tracing the muscles as they contort. His eyes heat as he looks up at me.

Words don’t need to be spoken. The moment he stands up and begins to walk out the door and up to his bedroom, I am already following him.

We have been so focused on Kennedy these past few days that we haven’t had a chance to be just him and I. We had that small interlude with Kennedy in the nest, which has been on my mind on repeat since, but I know we are both craving some one on one time.

The moment we walk through the door, Ledger turns and his lips are on mine. He devours me in a way that challenges me. We move against each other, both fighting for dominance we so desperately crave. We have done this dance so many times before that I know there will be no winner.

Neither of us ever gives in to the other. It only seems to make our time together hotter. I love the fight with him. The power play. We are able to push each other's boundaries in a way I know that I never would with Kennedy. While I would never say no to her if she wanted to explore and test her limits, I would never feel comfortable doing what Ledger and I do with her.

Ledger spins me around and slams me up against the door. My cheek bounces off the wall but I don’t allow myself to register the pain. Ledger pushes up against me, pinning me to the door. I allow him, giving him the illusion of control. We both know he doesn't possess it.

Neither do I, I guess.

“It feels like forever since we have had the chance to play.”

His lips trail up my neck causing goosebumps to travel over my flesh. My cock has already been rock hard from the moment we walked through the door.

I nod my head, “Way too long.”

Ledger slowly begins to remove my shirt, testing my patience as he takes his time. I growl, tuning around and ripping the cotton from mybody. It doesn’t protest under my strength, falling to the floor in tatter pieces.

Grabbing Ledger's shirt, I rip it from him, exposing his chest.

I don’t pay any mind to the shirts I ruined. All I can see is Ledger. My desire for him becomes unbearable as I push him to the bed. Crawling up his body before our lips return to each other in a savage hunger.

We claw and growl at each other as we discard the rest of our clothes.

I moan as I roll my naked body against his. He feels incredible against me. It feels like my hunger turns up a notch. I am desperate for his touch. The feel of his body against mine.

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