Page 1 of Protecting His Woman
Chapter One
Damion Archer steppedout of his car and slid on a pair of sunglasses.The sun was glaring, and most people were dressed in either bikinis or shorts.He was in his full suit.No one stopped him.No one dared as he made his way into the abandoned cabin on the lake.
Old County was an interesting place to live.First, it had absolutely no law enforcement.Why?Simple—people were not willing to give up their lives for anyone in Old County.Not that it was completely full of bad people.There were locals who had absolutely nothing to do with the shit going on around them.
There were good, innocent, sweet people in the large town of Old County.Damion wasn’t one of them.Neither were the men who stood outside the cabin door, holding shotguns, ready to take down anyone who dared to step inside, apart from Damion of course.
Now, because law enforcement refused to have anything to do with Old County, there was a problem.Rules still needed to be followed.Order had to be enforced, and because of that, Damion was considered the man in charge.He was the one that got shit done.He kept everyone at bay and stopped outright war from breaking out on the streets.He did this by any means possible.
Stepping into the cabin, he saw the man covered in sweat, and the scent of blood, shit, and urine strong in the air.The only light was provided by a few windows with several broken panes of glass.
“Tommy, this is not a good look for you,” he said.
“Mister Archer, I swear to you, I didn’t do anything.I swear.Please, there has been some kind of mistake.”
The man started to cry, and the strangest thing was, if Damion hadn’t seen the tapes, he still wouldn’t have believed him.Damion also had a knack for bullshit.He could smell it a mile away.
“Mistake?You’re accusing me of making a mistake?”Damion asked.He stepped a little closer.Tommy was tied to a chair, and the moment he got closer, he saw him literally wet himself.
It was totally his own fault.His reputation wasn’t exactly a good one.He wasn’t a nice man, and never claimed to be one.He was cruel and did what he had to, in order to get shit done.
Like now, if he didn’t handle Tommy, the Guns were going to wage a war with the Wrights.Might not sound so great, only both families brought a shit-ton of wealth to Old County—through the money they paid Damion to allow them to continue producing and distributing their drugs, along with some of their porn.
This was how it worked.Families or gangs were able to do whatever the fuck they wanted within the town of Old County, without the law breathing down their neck.There was always a price for doing business.They had to pay their way, and that money went back into town.It funded the schools, the local community, and allowed people to thrive.Of course, it was hard as fuck to get out of Old County the moment they got in.There were a lot of fights that included guns.
Damion had simple rules: Stick to your lane, be respectful, stay away from kids for everything, and women had a choice.If any rule was broken when it came to the locals of Old County, Damion dealt with it.Anyone who wanted to expand their business without consulting him broke the rules.Anyone who thought they were above him got fucking killed.It was as simple as that.
He was not a good man.He was a bad man, willing to do whatever it took to keep everyone in line.
Which is why he had Tommy in his cabin today.Tommy broke the fucking rules.Tommy was a twenty-five-year-old asshole who thought it was cool to start sleeping with a fourteen-year-old girl.Now, to some people, a girl knew her own mind at fourteen.Only, that fourteen-year-old girl was related to the Gun family, or gang.Tommy was part of the Wrights, and shouldn’t have been anywhere near the girl.
Damion knew this was not true love, because it had also been brought to his attention that Tommy liked young girls.There were at least five girls, under the age of eighteen, all of whom were pregnant.Not only was that a problem, this little shit had also decided to upload his ...timewith those girls on the Internet, on some kind of dark web.
Now, that added up to multiple Old County rules broken:
- First, a Wright invaded Gun turf without permission.
- Second, he had fucked an underage girl, in fact, several of them.
- Third, he had broken into another area of business without consulting Damion, and allowing him to make the decision.
- Four, he broke all the fucking rules by looking at a minor and involving kids.
Tommy was not going to make it out of the cabin alive.
“No, no, I’m not saying you’re wrong.”
“That is what a mistake is, Tommy.It is a polite way of saying it is wrong.You’re telling me I’m wrong.So, why don’t you tell me what it is about fucking children you think is right?”Damion asked.
There was a sob.
“She wanted it,” he said, sniffling.
“Oh, so we’re going there.She wanted you, an older man, is that right?”
“I ...I would have said no, but she begged and begged, and all I did was give her what she wanted.”
Damion looked at him, and with each word he spoke, his anger built.This was not the first pervert he had to deal with, and he imagined it wouldn’t be his last.
