The Bailey Brothers Box Set- the Complete Trilogy

by Melissa Devenport

  “Glad you could make it. You can certainly scrub up well. You’re the new face around here so let me introduce you to some people. Firstly, and most importantly, this is my brother Joe. He keeps me sane.”

  Pearl moved to the side, so Rachel could get a better look at the man next to her and offer her hand in greeting. Joe had deeply tanned skin and a receding hairline. His expression gave nothing away as he shook hands with her and then turned back to the conversation with the other men. Rachel noticed he was well-dressed and his suit looked incredibly expensive. Looking back at Pearl, she smiled before the busty brunette grabbed hold of her and led her through the large crowd and to the bar.

  “I would suggest you have a drink before you meet the rest. You look as nervous as a virgin at a prison rodeo. What will it be?”

  The bartender, seeing Pearl, instantly came over, ignoring all the other guests waiting for drinks. Rachel stared at the selection behind him, every alcohol imaginable seemed to line the expansive wall. She decided to play it safe with a beer. Still in unknown surroundings, she wanted to keep her head clear while she had the potential to network among potential clients.

  Even if they’re not the type of clients I want. It’s just a means to an ends. I need to keep that in mind.

  “Keep those drinks going all night and you’ll be just fine. Want me to introduce you to some of the other guys?” Pearl smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes.

  Luckily, just then, Rachel caught sight of a certain someone entering the party.

  Red!

  Pearl seemed to catch Rachel’s eyes wandering and followed her gaze. She laughed when she saw Rachel looking at Red.

  “Maybe you can meet the guys another time. It seems you need a catch-up with your client. Please keep in mind what your uncle said. He trusts you and so do I. Don’t betray my trust or it will be the biggest mistake you ever made… have fun tonight!” Pearl waggled her fingers before strutting back to her brother’s side to rejoin the group conversation.

  Do I go over and talk to him? I should stay away after yesterday’s fiasco. What was I thinking coming here? Of course he was going to be here. And now what do I do? I have to keep things professional, not only for my own reputation but to keep on the good side of the Romanos too.

  Rachel had just turned back to the bar to decide what to do next, when a hand appeared on her shoulder. She didn’t need to look around to know who it was. His hands felt rough on her skin and she savored his touch before regaining her senses and brushing him off.

  “Hello Mr. Bailey, how are you doing? What a surprise seeing you here,” she tried to give her sincerest smile while shifting so she could see him properly.

  “It’s a surprise to see me at the twin’s party? Hardly. After all I was originally with the Romanos, you are a new recruit. But I must say, I didn’t expect to see you looking so earth-shatteringly gorgeous. I hardly recognized you out of your suit. Is this your usual outfit on a night out?” Red’s eyes widened as he scanned her thoroughly.

  “Oh, most definitely not,” she tucked one of the strands behind her ear, “Your outfit also took me by surprise. I wouldn’t take a bad boy like you to own a suit, let alone one so flattering.”

  That suit is doing all types of things to that muscular body of his. A red suit for Red, how ironic. But damn, he looks delectable. Keep things professional, Rachel!

  The internal battle in her head seemed to reflect on her expression as Red gave her a bewildered look before waving his hand in front of her face. The motion snapped her back to reality and she smiled awkwardly before speaking.

  “Have you got a drink? Shall I order for you?”

  “That’s fine, I can order one myself, although it seems like you need a refill. What are you having?”

  “Just beer for me, I want to keep my wits about me with all these unfamiliar faces around. It’s not really the safest of places for a girl to let loose, surrounded by criminals.”

  Red’s face flares with anger before he took a deep breath and replied, “Actually this would be one of the safest places. The Romanos only hire those with a code of conduct. They would never let anyone take advantage of a woman at one of their own parties. They’re not the Martinez, there’s a big difference. I think its best I order those drinks as soon as possible.”

  He turned towards the bar and waited patiently to order the beers. Rachel felt guilt rip through her core as she realized that she had really put her foot in it. The Romanos and all their affiliates had only shown her kindness since the beginning and she couldn’t help but insult them. She knew they were criminals and judged them purely on that rather than the people they were. It was difficult for her to wrap her head around good bad guys.

  When he had managed to order, he turned back to her with a forced smile. She gulped back her torn emotions and smiled back.

  “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to say such mean stuff about these people. I know you’re one of them. I just still find it difficult to grasp the concept of criminals who have a moral compass. I’m still new to this and adjusting, but that doesn’t give me an excuse to insult them. Please accept my apology, I know I’ve upset you.”

  Red scoffed, “I don’t get upset. I just think you should see the bigger picture than what people do to make their living. If you knew how much the Romanos poured back into the community, I’m sure you’d change your thought pattern. Anyway, that’s beside the point, has Pearl introduced you to anyone yet?”

  “Just her brother Joe. Otherwise you’re the only other person I know.”

  “Well, I guess you’re stuck with me tonight then, huh? Let me introduce you to some people, so then maybe you might get a better understanding of who you’ll be working with in the foreseeable future. I promise you, they’ll be some of the best you ever meet.”

  Rachel followed Red around like a lost puppy while he introduced her to various people. She was surprised with how kind and normal they were. It wasn’t anything like the hardcore mafia movies she had grown up watching. Most had probably never even touched a gun in their lives. There were people working for the Romanos spread across many industries. Red pointed out a few that she should avoid, but generally everyone was overall pleasant. When they finally circled back to the bar, her feet were aching from the stilettos and her head was swimming with hundreds of new names and faces.

  “So, what do you think? Was I right?” Red looked at her expectantly.

  “I’ll give it to you, Mr. Bailey. You have certainly changed my perspective on things. They’re not like the media portray them.”

  “Of course we’re not. The media and Hollywood only manage to sell that crap by over-dramatizing everything. We’re not evil villains sitting around stroking cats with henchmen at our doorsteps. We are just ordinary people with extraordinary jobs. Now you’ve got grasp of your surroundings, how about we move onto harder liquor? It is a party after all.”

  The look on Red’s face swayed her decision and she nodded her approval. She let him take lead on the next drink order but soon regretted it after the bartender started pouring out a row of shots.

  “You’re just like my friend Alyssa. She always makes me do shots too. I hope you’re not planning on getting me drunk, Red.”

  He grinned, “Of course I am. Where else do you get a free bar with unlimited alcohol? Take advantage of being part of the Romano family, otherwise what’s the point? Now drink up little lawyer, we have a whole night ahead of us!”

  The drinks flowed freely after the first three shots. Rachel’s vision started to turn blurry and she swayed in her heels. To steady herself she grabbed Red’s hands as she tried to drag him to the dance floor.

  “I don’t dance.”

  “Come on! Like you said, it’s a party!”

  Red resisted, but she put on her best puppy dog eyes. Eventually he caved in and followed her to the dance floor. She started swaying in time to the music and Red joined in. Midway through the second song she accidentally tripped and was about to end up flat
on her face, when Red’s hand whipped out and caught her. He carefully pulled her upright and held her in place as she stared up into his face. His hand maintained a strong hold on her waist as she leaned forward on tiptoes to brush her lips against his. When she pulled away, she could see a hunger in his eyes and she licked her lips teasingly.

  “I need a drink,” his voice was strained as she followed him back to the bar.

  This time he forwent the shots as he ordered them both a rum and coke. He sipped at his drink, never taking his eyes of her as she continued to gently sway to the music. She could feel his eyes absorbing every angle and curve of her body and she relished the attention.

  Maybe it was worth getting dressed up in this ridiculous outfit after all. But what am I doing? I kissed one of my clients!

  She tried to get her mind focused back on being professional, but the temptation on the man in front of her was too much. She imagined what it would be like to be on top of him, have her hands running down those abs.

  “You want to go somewhere a bit quieter to continue the night?” Red raised his eyebrow suggestively.

  Rachel contemplated for a moment before caving into her desires and replying, “My place is quiet. Maybe you’d like to come back there for a few drinks? I don’t have the selection they have here, but I certainly have some decent rum lying around somewhere.”

  “Sounds like a plan, let’s go.”

  Red grabbed hold of Rachel’s hand and let her back up the stairs to the entrance. He was careful not to go too fast as she was now completely unsteady in her killer heels. When they got to the front door, the bouncers patted Red on the back. It appeared they were quite friendly with the Bailey brother. The door opened out into the cold air and Rachel instantly regretted not bringing her coat. Red dialed for a cab. After hanging up, he saw Rachel shivering with goosebumps covering her skin.

  “Here, take this,” he peeled off his jacket and helped her into it, buttoning up the front.

  The jacket was still warm from his own body heat, so she was soon back to a somewhat reasonable temperature. The cold night air was starting to sober her up, but before her brain was completely clear, the cab was pulled up on the sidewalk and Red was holding open the door for her. She clambered in before he got back into the other side. She gave the driver her address before leaning her head on Red’s shoulders as the cab pulled away. The journey home seemed excruciatingly long while she battled with her thoughts whether she should go through with it or not.

  I am his attorney, not his play thing. I promised Pearl and my uncle I wouldn’t succumb to his charm. But then again, I always thought my uncle was an idol. However, do they really have to know about this? This could just be a one-night stand. I’ve never had one of those before. Oh god, I haven’t had sex in so long, do I even know what to do? What if I embarrass myself? Maybe I should just call the whole thing off? This isn’t professional of me at all.

  She looked up at Red’s face.

  But there’s just something different about him. I can’t help but feel myself pulled towards him. Maybe I just need to get it out my system. It’s just one night after all.

  By the time she had raced through her thoughts, they were outside her apartment and Red had paid the driver and opened the door for her. He offered her his hand and assisted her from the car. Rachel fumbled in her clutch for her keys before locating them and getting them into her apartment. She threw her bag onto the table and walked over to the kitchen to get glasses and make a drink. Red watched her for a bit before getting himself comfortable on the couch. After pouring the drinks, she walked over to him, put both the drinks on the coffee table before collapsing onto the couch next to him. She couldn’t wait to get the heels off, when she quickly flicked them from her feet. The balls of her feet were aching from walking around and dancing all night. Red continued to watch her before picking up his drink and taking another sip.

  “I think you presented yourself quite well for your first Romano party. Everyone seemed to like you, I’m sure you’ll get plenty of clients from tonight.”

  She looked up at him hopefully, “Do you really think so? I’m hoping I wasn’t underdressed. I’m really not used to wearing something like this. Alyssa forced me into it.”

  “I think you look good in whatever you wear. Although I think you’ll look better without anything at all.”

  Rachel looked over to see the desire flare up in his eyes. She quickly started sipping at her drink, still trying to decide whether she should really risk doing anything with her client. Her insatiable need for him won out as she placed the drink down and propped herself up on the couch, leaning towards him. Realization dawned upon Red and he quickly put his drink down and leaned in.

  Their lips met and heat burned through her body. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she deepened the kiss, slowly managing to crawl up onto his lap, so she was straddling him. Her nails dug into his back, his mouth found her neck and bit gently into it. She leaned her head back, allowing him space to move his mouth downwards towards her collarbone and then her chest. His kisses and bites were gentle as they trailed their way down. He hooked a finger under the material of her dress and yanked it to the side. The tape went with it, exposing one of her breasts. She could feel her nipples harden when he sucked it into his mouth. Moaning, she arched her back and pushed herself into him. The world around her spun and all she could smell was the rum from his breath as he continued to tease her. Next he exposed her other breast and got to work on that, twirling the other nipple between his finger and thumb. Before she had time to react he had hooked his arms underneath her ass and lifted her into the air. She squealed with delight and she held onto him with her legs while he carried her around the apartment looking for something. Finally he found the bedroom and he fell forward, trapping her beneath him on the bed. The sheets molded around her as his tongue plunged deep into her mouth, their hands skimming over each other’s body. He pulled the chain straps down her shoulders and she untangled herself, now completely topless. It clearly wasn’t enough for him as he found the hem of her dress and yanked it down, discarding the golden item of clothing on the floor. He stood up, taking in her naked form, his eyes scanning every inch of her skin. At first she felt self-conscious before giving into the moment and stretching out. He moaned at the sight of her breasts rising, her nipples pointing to the ceiling. Her eyes didn’t leave his body when he agonizingly slowly undid his shirt. Inch by inch he exposed his perfectly formed chest and her breathing intensified. She propped herself up on her elbows to watch him remove his pants, before she flipped over and crawled on her stomach to the edge of the bed. She was now face on to his crotch and he stood there, hands on hips, waiting to see what she would do next. Rachel didn’t know what overcame her as she hooked her fingers onto the elastic of his boxers and carefully pulled them down. His erection sprang loose and almost slapped her in the face from how long it was. She was taken aback momentarily before reaching out and grasping his cock in her hand. Gently brushing the tip with her thumb, she leaned in and trailed kisses down the shaft. His breathing got heavier and the scent of rum filled the air.

  Before she had a chance to take him into her mouth, he pushed her back slightly and leaned down, fumbling in the pockets of his discarded trousers. He pulled out a condom and she raised her eyebrow.

  “A condom?” she questioned.

  “Better safe than sorry. I’m sure it will put your mind at ease after Pearl told you all about my reputation. Just so you know, I always wear one.”

  The womanizer practices safe sex? Well that’s a novelty but a relief at the least. I should have thought about it first, but my mind is elsewhere right now. Actually… I’m pretty sure my mouth should be as well.

  He ripped open the packet, but she quickly reached out and snatched it from him.

  Who said safe sex can’t be fun?

  She carefully took the condom from the packet and placed it at the end of his cock. Leaning forward, she used the sides of her
mouth to roll the condom down his shaft until it was firmly in place. His girth made it difficult to get him to the back of her throat but eventually she had the whole cock deep in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around relentlessly, toying with the edge of his tip. He moaned as she moved her mouth up and down the length, his cock getting harder by the second. His breath became stunted and she knew he was on the edge before he gripped hold of her shoulders and pulled her back.

  “Not so fast, Miss Evans.”

  His grin was infectious and he walked backwards until he was leaning against the wall. She was stunned for a moment before clambering off the bed and heading over to him, moving her hips just so to draw his attention. Before she could react, he had grabbed her ass and was lifting her in the air. Her legs automatically hooked around his back for balance and he turned her around and held her mid-air against the wall. His cock pressed into her outer lips.

  “Before I do anything, I need to know this is what you really want.”

  “What?” she was confused.

  “I know we are both drunk and as I said at the party, we don’t just take advantage of women. I’m asking if this is what you really want before I go ahead.”

  “I wouldn’t have let you get this far, if this wasn’t what I wanted,” her voice was breathy, “Fuck me, Red. Fuck me hard.”

  “That’s all I need to hear.”

  His cock plunged into her and she screamed out in a mix of pleasure and pain. The length was so long, the tip tickled at her cervix. Bouncing her up and down the wall, her nails dug into his back and he moaned. He stopped momentarily to take measure of her expressions before deciding to continue and continued thrusting. She could hear the squelching from how wet she was and she reveled in the sound. Without warning, he moved her from the wall. Still holding her and gripping tightly into her sides, he now stood freely while moving her up and down his shaft. Rachel took the opportunity to cling onto his shoulders and hang back, the angle giving him sight of her breasts bouncing freely. Her eyes rolled back in pleasure and her mouth hung open as the sensation started to make her body shake. He must have realized, she was reaching the edge. When he threw her back onto the bed, her body jumping from the springiness of the mattress and she giggled wildly. He was on her in an instance.