Page 52 of Ashes of Sin

“So. Who wants to tell me what’s really going on here?”

“That is outside the spec of your brief,” I said darkly, and after a long tense stare off, Connor stood and left.

Now, I’m starting to question everything.

Something isn’t right about all of this. Kyra is more of a mouse. Sure, running away might fit her profile, but not on her own.

I can’t fight this feeling that someone is fucking with me.

I don’t think it’s Derek. He’s too scared and knows the consequences.

I take another puff on my cigarette and think.

A thought enters my mind that has both my brows hitting the roof of my head.

No fucking way.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

MADDOX

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Fuck.This was not the goddamn plan.

I’m lying on the bed in my one of my guest rooms with an incredibly sexy and delicious woman in my arms. The woman I kidnapped.

The one I fucked to within an inch of both our lives and have no regrets.

Mostly.

Jesus.I’m terrible at this.

Travis and Parker would be laughing their fucking heads off if they saw me right now. And the others who I assume they’ve told, like the gossipy girls they are.

Killian would likely high-five me. He wouldn’t have a problem with it, I’m almost certain.

Zayne? One never knows with him.

Regardless of the fact we’re all full of vengeance, we do respect woman and the innocent. Which, yeah, sounds a little ironic given I kidnapped Kyra, but she was never going to be harmed by me.

My cock, apparently.

But not me.

Thing is, she was supposed to stay in this room and be a good little prisoner until I had dealt with my father. Clearly thatplan went out the door the moment I saw her pleasuring herself against the window on camera.

What choice did I have?

I am a red-blooded man; I could hardly ignore her or the fact my cock was bursting to get out of my pants.

God, the vision of her fucking her sweet pussy has my sore dick waking up again. For the record, no one can see inside my penthouse, but I wanted to see Kyra react.

She reacted all right, dripping with arousal, needing my cock.

I’m not sorry. Not even a little bit.

Jesus, the way she wrapped her lips around my member was like the best wet dream I’ve ever had.

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