Page 26 of Protected By Saint

I pull up to the apartment building in record time—after breaking multiple traffic laws, but I can deal with those later when Jade is safe in my arms. I park my bike in the dodgy-looking parking lot, but I know no one would touch a Steel Rebel bike, not if they want to live to see the next week.

Blood is practically pounding in my ears as I stride into the building, my fists clenched at my sides. Reaching the elevator, I press the button impatiently, my mind racing with thoughts of her. The kidnappers didn’t tell me what apartment she was in, but this is Jade’s building. Of course, I know what apartment they’re keeping her in! I just didn’t think they’d be stupid enough to bring her here. Maybe they thought I wouldn’t recognize the address, but I do. This was going to be my next stop after I was done with Derrick.

When I reach her floor, the doors open with a ding, and I’m out in an instant. I can feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I march down the hallway to her door. I stop outside, and without a second to think, kick the door in, the wood splintering under the force as it crashes open.

The sound reverberates through the air, announcing my arrival if they hadn’t already heard me stomp down the hallway, and I charge into the room. I take in the sight before me, from the groaning man now sprawled on the floor—the fucker must have been listening at the door—to the wide-eyed girl curled up on the couch. Then toher.

Jade.

She’s tied to a chair in the corner, fear etched across her expression, but I notice it quickly shift to relief when she spots me.

She’s safe. She’s okay. Thank God.

“The money!” the man on the floor says weakly, breaking into a fit of coughs as he attempts to crawl to the gun he must’ve dropped when I kicked him across the room. The girl on the couch scrambles to reach for it, but I am faster, kicking it away before she can grab it. The gun skids across the room and disappears under the couch.

“You messed with the wrong fucking person,” I grind out, disgusted that this is what I have to deal with. I expected there to be some kind of fight, and I was ready for one, but instead, I am met with this? Oh, he’ll get what’s coming to them alright. I walk over to the man and step on his chest, pinning him down with the heel of my boot. “You should have left the city after that night at the club. You never should have touched what belongs to me!”

And now he’s going to pay with his life.

I reach down and grab the man by his greasy hair, and for someone with such a big build and who has caused immense fear in Jade, he sure looks helpless now. I kick open a door, not bothering to look at what kind of room it is before shoving the man inside. He lands on his stomach, and there is a loud thud as his head connects to the floor. I turn to the girl cowering in the corner. “P-please don’t hurt me,” she whimpers. “They made me… Buck and Nero made me do it!”

I assume the man I just tossed in the bathroom is Nero since I know exactly where Buck is. Still, I don’t believe it for a second, and I am not moved by his trembling lip and swimming eyes. “Are you going to join your friend, or do you need help?”

“Please let me go. I’m a victim too, I promise—”

“I am a patient man. But I’m not feeling very patient right now,” I growl, my resolve wearing thin. This is the girl who tricked Jade into going to the club. The same girl who came to my home and harmed a prospect so she and her boyfriend could kidnap Jade! I am not falling for whatever act she’s putting on. “Get in there, or I will make you!”

She shrieks when I take a step forward, nodding as she hurries into the room as well. I close the door behind them, locking the two inside with a chair shoved under the doorknob. I’ll figure out what to do with both later, but now…

“Saint?”

I rush to Jade, feeling a fresh wave of anger flood in. I am mad at myself and the people locked in that room. “I’m sorry,” I say, unable to meet her eyes as I untie the ropes. My mind keeps running over what could have happened if the kidnappers had not been so stupid. “I promised to protect you, and I almost lost you.”

“You came!”

“They never should have gotten to you!” I argue as I help her to her feet. I should check for injuries, make sure the fucker didn’t hurt her in any way, but I tug her to me, wrapping my arms around her shoulders and hugging her tight against me. “I’m so fucking sorry, precious.”

“I’m fine,” she whispers, her warm breath fanning my neck as she strokes my back. I bury my face in her hair and breathe her in, letting her scent steady me. Remind me that she’s safe. “I haven’t even been with them for a day, and you were already kicking down doors.”

“Fuck, baby,” I hiss, beating myself some more for letting it get this far. “I was so fucking scared they’d done something to you! I would never forgive myself or them if you got hurt.” I still have no intention of forgiving them. Since they wanted my attention so bad, they’ll have it soon enough.

“I’m fine,” she hums, burying her face in my neck and nuzzling my skin the way she does when she’s smelling me. It’s something I still can’t wrap my head around, but for some reason, she likes my natural scent, breathing me in like a drug, and fuck if that doesn’t send heat coursing through me. “I never doubted that you would show up, but God, the way you kicked down that door was so hot.”

“Jade—”

“Buck, Nero, and Natalie don’t seem so scary anymore,” she says, pushing back, and I read the heat in her eyes when they lock with mine. “When you sent him flying across the room, he looked so small. So insignificant compared to my giant.” She traces a finger over my bristled jaw and down my throat, my eyes flare when her hand traces my chest down to my erection. Fuck, I shouldn’t be hard in this situation, but it’s Jade. How can I be anything else but? One look at my precious jewel, and my cock is already pushing hard against my zipper.

“Not here, Jade,” I tell her, framing her jaw with my hand and angling her face so her entire focus is on me. “Let me take you to the hospital for a checkup in case those monsters—”

“Hm, no,” she says, her breathing uneven as she tracks her hand down my abs, but I grab it before she can touch the tent in my jeans. “Is it weird, that I am fired up after everything you just did? That I’m hot up from watching you do everything you promised you would.”

“Fuck, Jade. You’re killing me here.” And isn’t that a norm when it comes to her? Pushing at my control and snapping at all my resolve.

“Don’t stop me,” she says, lowering her hand to my stiff cock, and I bite back a groan. She tugs down my zipper, and I hiss when she slides her hand inside and grabs my cock. “They wouldn’t believe me when I told them that I was no longer a virgin.” A low groan escapes when she starts stroking my dick, sliding her hand up and down my shaft and driving me to insane with need. My dick is hard as stone, and I hiss out a sharp breath when she runs her thumb over the sensitive head.

“Goddamnit, baby—”

“I’ll prove it to them,” she says with a mischievous glint in her eyes, and I watch with surprise as she drops to her knees. “I want you to take everything. Show me. Teach me how to do this too.”

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