Page 45 of Collide

With the assistance of some police files, we found a handful of menand publicly executed them, it had not only shown that we wouldn’t tolerate rapists in my city, it had gone a long way to show just how ruthless Theo and I were. The remaining monsters fled the city and truth be told, Theo and I became so caught up in establishing ourselves, we never gave the situation another thought.

Until now, that was.

I hoped to god that Riley hadn’t been one of his victims. If I found outshe had been, I was likely to dig up Mason’s body and murder him all over again. I’d have to speak to her at some point about it, but it could wait. It wasn’t like Mason would be able to hurt her now.

The email only added to my worsening mood, if that was even at allpossible. So when Monica, one of the waitresses I had fucked several times swung herself onto my lap, it took all of my effort not to pull my gun out of the back of my waistband and shoot her in the head.

Monica was a pretty girl, pale skin, platinum blonde hair, and a figureto die for, but compared to my Star, she was nothing. She always wore bright red lipstick which usually turned me the fuck on, especially when her luscious red lips were wrapped around my cock, and I fucked her mouth so hard the bright lipstick would smear across her cheeks.

She was up for anything, and I meananything. I’d had many goodnights with Monica, maybe she was what I needed tonight. Maybe if I pounded her pussy, I wouldn’t be so fucking hung up on Riley.

“Mr. Wolfe, I haven’t seen you for a while,” she said in a husky voiceas she rubbed her hips against my groin, trying to elicit some sort of reaction from me.

I wrapped my arm around her, giving her bare thigh a squeeze. Shebeamed back at me as if I had hung the moon for her.

“I’ve been busy,” I replied, moving my hand higher up her thigh untilthe tips of my fingers grazed the lace of her thong.

“You work too hard, Mr. Wolfe. You need to relax and let me take careof you,” Monica whispered in my ear as her hand slid up my tie and started to loosen it. Her fingers pulled at the knot and as she did, her tongue crept out of her mouth and licked her lips.

It did absolutely fuck all to get me going. My cock didn’t stir like itwould have done by now.In weeks gone by, I’d be hauling Monica down the corridor to myoffice and sinking my cock into her pretty pussy. Or her ass. But now, it felt like I was going through the motions, and there was not one single twitch of my cock for the woman on my lap.

For the first time since knowing Monica, I looked into her eyes. Imean, really looked, not just saw her. She had bright blue eyes and her pupils were blown. She was clearly on some shit, and while I didn’t usually give a fuck, these were not the eyes that I wanted to be looking into.

Once she had managed to undo my tie and had unbuttoned thetop two buttons of my shirt, she ran her finger gently along my collarbone. The touch of her fingers felt like my skin was being assaulted by a thousand needles, and I found myself hating her touch. Before I could stop myself, I grabbed her hand to stop her from touching me and her eyes widened in surprise. But then she smiled even wider.

“Oh, are we going to play rough tonight?” she leaned in and ran hertongue down my cheek. “I love it when you are rough.”

I reacted quickly, shoving her off my lap and standing up out of myseat. She winced as she landed in a heap on the floor, her tits almost spilling out of the red lace bra they were stuffed into.

“What the fuck?” she sneered, forgetting who the fuck she wasspeaking to. I reached down and grabbed her arm before yanking her back to her feet. She instantly looked terrified, and rightly so.

“Get the fuck away from me,” I hissed and pushed her away.

She wobbled on her heels and looked as though she was going tosay something but remembered that she valued her job, and her life. Her bottom lip wobbled but she quickly pulled herself together and stomped away, heading out the door to the VIP section and down into the main club.

“Kai. You good?” Miles appeared at my shoulder, his browsfurrowed in concern.

“I’m good.” I brushed my hand down my shirt and pulled the tie offseeing as it was already undone, and threw it down onto the table. Glancing around the club, people were staring at me but the second they met my eyes, they got back to whatever it was they were doing.

People never saw me lose my cool. But Riley,fuck,she had gottenunder my skin and now I was losing all control of my emotions. I sat back in my seat and grabbed the vodka, pouring myself another shot and downing it before filling the glass again.

Miles cleared his throat before sitting down in the chair opposite me.He looked nervous, which wasn’t an unusual trait for him.

Miles was a genius, he was my expert in all things tech but he’d alsobeen trained to the same level of combat that Theo and I had. He was smaller in build than me or what Theo had been, but it didn’t stop him being just as lethal in a fight, in fact, he had an advantage by being a bit smaller, it meant he could move quicker. But even though he could kill a man with his bare hands, he always looked nervous.

“What’s going on, Kai?” he asked tentatively.

It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him to fuck off and mind his ownbusiness but looking at him across the table, it was almost as though Theo was sitting there.

Miles was mine and Theo’s cousin but they had also been the best offriends and had been born just a few weeks apart. Miles’ father was my uncle, brother to my father. Uncle Brian had worked for my father, although the two of them didn’t have a good relationship and Brian hated that my father had stepped up to take the place of my grandfather after he was killed by a rival gang.

Brian was a complete bastard, bullying Miles for being intocomputers and geeky shit, he hadn’t appreciated just what Miles could do with the right kit. But I watched him bloom over the years, watched his skills develop and I always knew that when I took over from my father, he would have a place by my side.

Brian met his untimely death when he pushed Miles too far and Milesput a bullet in old Brian’s brain. I’ll never forget the look of relief that had been on Miles' face when his father’s body hit the ground and his lifeless eyes had stared back up at us.

But since losing Theo, Miles had barely smiled. The two of them werethicker than thieves and he’d taken Theo’s death harder than what I did. He was so similar to Theo, not just in looks but in personality, it was often like Theo was still around, and on bad days, I actively went out of my way to avoid Miles because looking at him was too fucking hard.

I sighed and scrubbed a hand down my face. “Riley,” I said, notneeding to say anymore.

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