Twisted Wrath (Twisted Fate Book 2)

by Ashley Jade

  Fuck.

  All I wanted to do during the last few months was find myself and learn who I really was.

  As it turns out, I wasn't the only one who was looking for me.

  And all I've learned...is that I'm a dead woman walking.

  I'm beyond terror and fear at this point.

  I have no time to go through the grieving stages.

  I've moved straight to acceptance.

  Almost like I'm on autopilot again.

  With a sigh, I pull down the shades to my room since it's still daylight out, but the clock says it's nighttime and I'm exhausted.

  I slip into bed and squeeze my eyes shut.

  I say a silent prayer that my impending death will be quick and painless.

  I say another prayer that they let Tristan live.

  Chapter 9 (Tristan)

  It's the middle of the night and I need to come up with some kind of game plan.

  My first priority was getting Dev here to safety.

  But by now, Alex already knows that she's no longer in New York.

  I guess he decided that since the two henchmen he sent out looking for her came up empty, he was going to do it himself.

  He was toying with her...like some kind of game.

  I know this place is secure enough that he can't get to her here...but I also know that Dev's not going to like the idea of saying here until she's an old lady.

  That only leaves me one option. I'm going to have to kill Alex. Soon.

  “Why don't we just get the mob involved?” Moe asks as he pulls up a chair and sits down.

  I give him a look that lets him know exactly why I won't do just that.

  If I ask the mob for a 'favor' they'll want something in return.

  I don't want to go back to being that person.

  It made me feel too much like...my father.

  “Look, they're not going to want anything in return if they know that she's Camilla and Duncan's little girl,” he says.

  He has a point...but that would still mean getting Dev mixed up with the mob.

  She made her feelings about that lifestyle perfectly clear already.

  However, having the mob on my side is better then not having them on my side.

  They could protect Dev...while I'm taking care of Alex.

  “I'll think about it. I'm leaving in a few days Moe. I just want to make sure that she's taken care of before I do. Don't mention that I'm leaving in front of her. I want to be the one to tell her."

  “I won't say a word. Mob or no mob, you know I'll protect her while you're gone,” he says as he gets up from his chair.

  He looks at me, then hesitates. “Are you sure she's worth all this? He's tougher then your father ever was Tristan. You may not make it out of this alive."

  It's not like Moe to question me, or to worry- but seeing as I'm planning on killing the head of the Cartel all on my own...again...I guess he's feeling a little apprehensive.

  “She's worth everything Moe. I love her.”

  He nods and walks out of the room.

  Since I only have a few days left before I tackle Alex head on...I'm determined to spend them with Dev.

  I need to take care of her. I need to connect with her again.

  I walk into the bedroom and feel my heart begin to race.

  Even while asleep she still looks troubled.

  I sit on the bed and watch as she slightly stirs.

  She sighs my name and it's music to my ears.

  I pull down the covers and suck in a breath.

  She's in nothing but a tiny tank top and little white cotton panties.

  Fuck, there's just something about white cotton panties that get my dick hard.

  There's just something about Dev in white cotton panties that bring my desire to have her to dangerous levels.

  She looks so innocent and sexy at the same damn time.

  I drop down and kiss her shoulder- deciding to wake her up in the gentlemanly way...for now.

  She smiles before she opens her eyes.

  Then I see her body tense.

  “What's going on Dev. Talk to me.”

  She raises a brow. “You mean besides being a hunted woman?”

  “No. I mean, between us. Every time I touch you, I feel you tense up. I know that this can't be easy for you, but I can't stand the thought of you pulling away from me."

  Especially since I'm leaving in a few short days.

  Obviously I'm not going to spring that on her right now though.

  She turns over and closes her eyes.

  “I don't think I can talk to you about this Tristan,” she whispers.

  “You can talk to me about anything baby.”

  She shakes her head. “Not this.”

  “Try me.”

  “It's Alex,” she murmurs.

  I feel my body tense along with hers then.

  I take a deep breath and urge her with my eyes to continue.

  “You're his brother Tristan.”

  I nod...even though I'm not exactly sure where she's going with this.

  She looks away and stares straight ahead. “I just...it doesn't feel right. It makes me feel...dirty.”

  This was certainly the last thing I expected to hear.

  “Do you love me?”

  Her beautiful jade iris's pierce me as she turns to face me.

  “Yes, of course. So much. More then anything.”

  That's all I need to hear.

  “Then fuck everything else,” I say as I pin her hands behind her head.

  “Wait. What are you doing Tristan?” she pants.

  “You think you feel dirty. Well, I'm about to make you feel filthy baby,” I growl as I reach in the night stand for a pair of handcuffs.

  She stares at me wide-eyed. “Look Tristan, I'm not sure if this is the right time to be doing this. I mean, given everything that's going on right now."

  I cuff one of her wrists to the bedpost.

  “You want to keep focusing on that...or do you want me to make you feel better for a few hours?”

  I watch as her lips turn up and she gives me a devilish smile as I cuff her other wrist.

  “And how exactly do you intend on doing that?” she breathes.

  I lean over her until I'm a centimeter from her ear. I purposely dig my rock hard cock into her as she gasps.

  “First, I'm going to lick that pretty pussy of yours dry. Then, I'm going to do things to you that will make you so wet you squirt all over my cock."

  She blushes and opens her mouth to form an 'O'.

  I look down and give her a smirk when I see the wet spot on her panties that has already formed.

  I always knew my innocent little nurse had a thing for dirty talk.

  I'm curious to see what else I can bring out of her.

  If for whatever reason, these are going to be the last days of my life...I intend on filling every single one of them with the beautiful sounds of Dev screaming my name as I make her come over and over again.

  My hands roam over her beautiful breasts as I roll my palms over her nipples and watch as they form pebbles under her tank top.

  Tiny goosebumps course over her delicate skin as I work my way down and brush my tongue along her abdomen.

  I give her a devilish smile of my own as I see the wet spot on her panties spread.

  Her cheeks flush again as lower myself so that I'm hovering right over that perfect little pussy of hers.

  I move my head over the wet spot and breathe in the scent of her arousal as she gasps.

  “Tristan, what are you doing?”

  I know exactly what I'm doing...I'm storing every single part of her beauty in my database. It's something I never want to forget.

  “Loving every single part of you. Don't hold back from me Dev. I need this.”

  “I love you Tristan,” she draws in a shaky breath. “So much.”

  “I love you more baby. Now spread those legs.”

  She smiles coyly as she does what I ask
.

  I linger over her pussy as I sweep my tongue over that delicious wet spot on her panties.

  I groan as she arches her back, forcing her hips into my face.

  I gently nibble on her clit through her panties as she lets out another gasp.

  I continue tugging on her clit with my lips through the cloth as I watch her squirm.

  “Oh god, Tristan. I think I'm coming already,” she puffs out through shaky breaths.

  She thinks?

  I bite down on her clit as I feel her jerk and her panties become drenched.

  Fuck, she's so intoxicating.

  I shred her panties and spread her pussy lips.

  I can't help but groan again as I dive in and taste the heavenly cream of her orgasm.

  My god, she tastes so fucking sweet.

  I swirl my tongue along her clit and watch as she fights against the cuffs. The struggle only gives me better access to that sweet spot of hers as she bucks her hips into my face.

  I slip a finger inside her and curve it as I continue stroking her clit with my tongue.

  “Oh. Jesus. Tristan. God. Holy. Fuck,” she exhales as she looks down at me.

  I give her a smirk. Clearly she must be having some sort of religious experience at the moment.

  I slide another finger in and her pussy grabs it and holds on for dear life.

  I continue pumping my fingers in and out of her as her walls coat them in her heat.

  I feel her shudder and clench as she cries out my name.

  I sink my tongue inside her and lick every last drop of her essence.

  “Tristan, please. I need it. I need to feel you,” she screams.

  I glance up at her and shake my head. I want to hear her say it. I need it.

  “Not until you say it Dev.”

  She grunts and rolls her hips in my face.

  I teasingly lick her slit again as she moans.

  “Say what Tristan?” she sighs.

  “Promise me you won't ever pull away from me again. Tell me you're mine and only mine.”

  I dab at her clit with my tongue again. “I'm yours Tristan. I promise...” she starts to say.

  Without warning I ram my cock in her tight little pussy and thrust into her with such ferociousness the bed underneath us shifts.

  My balls tighten as I continue to pummel my pelvis into her.

  I feel her walls clench greedily at me as she screams my name and brings me over the edge with her.

  I slam into her one last time as my own release cuts through me and I come deep inside her.

  There's nowhere else in the world I want to be.

  Chapter 10 (Dev)

  I wake with Tristan's arms enclosed tightly around me, protecting me.

  I'm so sore I can hardly move after the 6 rounds of mind blowing sex we had last night.

  Not that I'm complaining.

  I had no choice but to tune out everything else.

  I became lost in a sea of Tristan and he made all my worries wash away.

  I never knew I could feel so complete.

  He takes the pieces of my heart and melts them together so that I'm whole again.

  His love gives me strength...it gives me purpose.

  It feels like home.

  No matter what happens, I can die happy knowing what it was like to experience true love.

  I kiss his chest and sink into him as he moans.

  I look up to find Moe standing in the doorway, he looks both embarrassed and nervous.

  “I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really need to talk to him.”

  Tristan grunts and rolls over.

  “I'll meet you downstairs in 5 minutes. This better be important.”

  “Can you make it sooner then that?” Moe asks.

  My stomach drops. This can't be good.

  “Shit,” Tristan mutters as he reaches for his boxers.

  After Moe leaves I sit up in bed. “Tristan what's going on?”

  “Obviously I haven't the faintest idea Dev,” he says as he pulls on a pair of jeans.

  Fair enough.

  “Will you tell me when you find out though?”

  He looks down. “Yeah Dev.”

  I stand up and force him to look me in the eyes.

  “Don't pull away from me Tristan. No matter what happens.”

  “I won't baby. Just stay here while I talk to Moe.”

  He gives me a quick peck on the lips and leaves.

  The feeling in my stomach only gets worse.

  Something really bad is about to happen. I just know it.

  I feel it.

  Chapter 11 (Tristan)

  I meet Moe downstairs in the secret room that only he and I know about.

  Hopefully Dev will never have a reason to see it.

  No one has access to it...unless they have the special key.

  Which never leaves my side.

  I wanted to tell Dev that Duncan had this place built as a safe house after Camilla died.

  I decided against it because I didn't want her to give me yet another objection to her being stuck here.

  This is the safest place for her.

  “This better be good Moe. You know how I feel about being dragged out of bed. Especially with a beautiful woman laying in it.”

  I expected him to nod or smile, but he just sits there. His expression is the grimmest I've ever seen it.

  I know that whatever he's going to tell me is going to be bad.

  “Look, don't be mad at me...” he starts.

  The tiny hairs on my neck stand up.

  I'll give him one second to explain himself...if he doesn't, I've already got my hand on the gun in my pocket.

  It's crazy how the instinct to kill never leaves you.

  It's crazy how the instinct to protect the woman you love at all costs is the most permeating feeling in the world.

  “Not a good opening line Moe.”

  He exhales and looks down at the floor. “I know, but just hear me out. I spoke to a few of my mob contacts. There's no easy way to say this Tristan, but he's really after her."

  I shake my head. “Yeah, I already know this Moe. Why the fuck do you think we're here right now? You called me down here to tell me that.”

  He lifts his head and looks at me. “No. You don't understand. Alex wants to work with the mob now. He's trying to enlist their help to find her. Let's just say, he's offering them a huge cut on his merchandise. So huge, they're not going to turn it down. I told Tony to try and get Antonio to stall agreeing on it until I talk to you. I also told him about Dev. I told him that she's Duncan and Camilla's daughter. I was hoping that it would get him to halt the entire process and they would be on our side. He says he'll do what he can but...”

  I urge him to keep talking as I take a seat.

  “Antonio wants you to take over the Cartel after you kill Alex. Apparently, the one thing Alex refuses to do, is share his position of power. Plus, the mob can't really trust him. He's just like Hector...only worse. You were in the mob, Antonio trusts you. So, he wants to do a merger. That's the only thing that can stop this shit from happening Tristan. Having the Cartel against us is hard enough...but combined with the mob. It's fucking suicide. We may as well just hand her over to them.”

  “Fuck!” I scream as I pound my fist on the table in front of me.

  “That's not the worst of it though,” he says nervously.

  “Oh it gets worse? Fucking wonderful. Tell me Moe...what the fuck could possibly be worse then this situation right now?”

  “Well, Antonio's not taking no for an answer and Alex isn't letting up either. Rumor has it that he and his men tore through Manhattan in under two hours looking for her. He's only getting more frustrated that he can't get to her. That's still not the worst of it though."

  I grind my teeth.

  “What's the worst of it Moe?”

  “Alex knows that you have her.”

  I'm not one to panic easily.

  However, my previous game plan
rested on the fact that Alex had no idea that I had Dev.

  I was planning on just making a trip to Mexico and visiting him as family, as his brother...then killing him.

  Similar to the way I killed my father. He never saw it coming.

  The fact that Alex knows I'm the one keeping her hidden, pretty much blows my previous plan to hell.

  I only had one option...actually two options.

  One involved me leaving even sooner then I had originally anticipated.

  The second involved breaking my promise to my mother...again.

  Chapter 12 (Tristan)

  Before I can tell Dev that I'm leaving I have to call Antonio.

  It's something I'm really not looking forward to.

  Antonio is the head of the mob. He's relentless and cutthroat...but that's to be expected, given his position and all.

  If Duncan making that deal with my father was the equivalent to making a deal with the devil.

  Then, making a deal with Antonio is the equivalent to making a deal with the grim reaper.

  There will be no life for me after this...but teaming up with the mob is the best chance for Dev to have a life.

  With a heavy heart I pick up the phone and dial Antonio.

  “I'm in Antonio. How fast can you get your guys here?”

  I can hear him chuckle in the background. This was not what I was expecting.

  “Whoa...hold your fire. We have some things to work out first,” he says.

  I hear the sound of him puffing on his cigar.

  “Like what?”

  “The business end of it. You think I'm just gonna haul 50 of my best guys over to Alaska and go against the Cartel without discussing business maters first?" he asks.

  My chest tightens. “How the fuck do you know where I am?”

  “Christ. Duncan built the place Tristan. Don't worry though, your secret is safe with me. Now, let's discuss the situation at hand.”

  “I'm listening.”

  “I need you to take care of your brother.”

  I smile. “That's the plan Antonio.”

  “Good, glad to see we're on the same page. However, I need you to do it soon.” he pauses, “Before I help you and send my guys over there."