“I want to be everything you need.”

“You are. Believe me, you’re more than you think you are.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “Stop stressing out. Come on, we need to get out of here and join the others before I fuck you again.”

She liked the thought of him fucking her more than going to discuss Kenneth. Her stepfather always ruined the fun. Sasha hated his intrusion in her life. There were times she truly believed she’d never get him out of her life.

Pussy took the lead, holding her hand and moving her downstairs. She held onto the banister and his hand like they were lifelines, which they were. Slowly, she moved downstairs with his aid.

She heard the rumbling of voices as they were all talking. Some were laughing, while others clearly didn’t find anything amusing.

Once they were inside the room, silence fell.

“Come on then. I’ve not got all day to listen to this,” Devil said. “My woman is tucked up in bed because of your fucking husband.”

Sasha winced, wanting to go to her mother.

“Don’t. She needs to realize how bad he is.” Pussy held her tight to him. His fingers stroked her stomach through her clothing. She loved the way he touched her. He moved his touch to under her shirt. Pussy touched skin, and she felt like electricity had exploded all over her body. Closing her eyes, she tried to focus on what was happening in front of her. She couldn’t. His touch took her mind away from the problems they were all facing.

She wished they were alone and she’d get to touch him without fear of anyone watching.

“Tell us what’s going on,” Devil said. His harsh voice cut through her fantasy bringing her straight back to the reality of her situation.

“I don’t know everything.”

“Then tell us what you do know,” Death said.

Sasha was getting good at recognizing people by their voices alone.

“Kenneth’s planning his retirement. He’s getting all the funding together so that he doesn’t have to worry about money at all.” Her mother sighed. “He’s planning on having Sasha killed so that he can take me with him. The blindness upped the stakes for him as she can meet an accident without anyone knowing the truth. The last four years have been a façade. He’s been showing the town how loving and loyal he is toward Sasha so no one would ever suspect him of killing her or organizing for her to be hit. I heard him talking to Frederick, the guy outside. He’s got some paperwork to finish filling out, and then he can leave. Frederick gets the main seat on the Piston County chair, funds the town—”

“And turns it into his own backyard of distribution,” Devil said, finishing off her mother’s sentence.

“I don’t know what’s going on. I really wish I did, but I don’t. I only know that Kenneth has organized the sale of over ten warehouses in the surrounding area of Piston County,” her mother said.

“He’s taking over the entire town,” Ripper said.

There was silence after that.

“Guys, take your women away. We need to make a call and then deal with the problem at hand,” Devil said.

“Come on, baby. Don’t fight me on this.” Pussy took her hand, leading her back upstairs.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Sasha asked. She didn’t need to be able to see to understand bad shit was going to happen.

“Yes, it’s bad. I’ve got to go and deal with this. Your mother will take care of you. Have a bath, relax, soak, and I’ll be up when it’s all over.” Pussy opened his door, leading her inside.

“I didn’t want to cause trouble,” her mother said.

“You’re not. You’re helping us. We’re going to help you. You’re not going to die, and we’re not going to let Kenneth take my woman away. I’ll kill the bastard myself before I let that happen.” He kissed her cheek. “Stay here. Don’t leave.”

The door closed behind him, leaving her alone.

“He seems like a good man. Everyone believes they’re monsters, but they’re not. They’re all good men, I see it.” Her mother kept talking.

“I love him, Mom.”

“Good, because I’ve got a feeling he’s in love with you.”

“No, he’s not. Pussy doesn’t do love. I don’t mind.”