Their Greatest Treasure [Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

by Dixiw Lynn Dwyer

  Tears rolled down her cheeks. “You can’t protect me. He’s going to kill both of you.”

  “No, baby, he can’t get to us. We know who he is now. The police are looking for him, and the detectives.”

  “No, Nash. Stop them. He’ll kill both of you. He knows where you live, and who you both are.”

  Her words were mumbled. The sedatives were slowing down her speech, but she was trying so hard to talk.

  “So what. It doesn’t matter. We were agents, remember? We’ve dealt with worse individuals than this guy,” Riker said then smiled as he caressed the hair from her face.

  “You don’t understand,” she started to say, and then her eyes began to roll back.

  “Rest, Chastity. Rest and we’ll talk about it tomorrow, when you’re feeling better,” Nash said.

  “He knows you…both. He knew…Maggie,” she whispered then fell asleep.

  Chapter 11

  Their friends remained in the waiting area. Nash and Riker stormed out of Chastity’s room and into the crowd of their best friends. Colt remained behind with Chastity.

  Riker knew that he needed to calm down and gain some control here. Nash wanted to go all John Wayne on the situation, and rightfully so.

  “What is it? What the fuck happened?” Cash asked as Zane and the others walked closer.

  Everyone they trusted was in this room. The expressions of concern gave Riker confidence that with their help, they could keep Chastity safe.

  “We’ve got ourselves a hell of a problem,” Riker stated.

  “The motherfuckers that killed Maggie have a hand in this. Fucking Desi may be one of them,” Nash stated.

  “Holy shit,” Emerson said.

  “My God, how the hell?” Cash began to say.

  “It doesn’t fucking matter, Cash,” Riker said.

  “What matters is that we need to find this asshole pronto. Nash and I need to set up a command center and a safe place for Chastity. It can’t be at our place or the club.”

  “Okay. We’ll figure this out. Are you going to call the agency?” Zane asked.

  Riker looked at Nash.

  “We’ll inform our ex-commander, but we’re not keeping out of the loop. This son of a bitch is going down, and so is the operation that we never were able to destroy,” Nash said, and they all nodded in agreement.

  “We’ve got your backs. We’re right here with you,” Jett stated.

  Nash and Riker locked gazes.

  Nash spoke his words through clenched teeth.

  “They won’t take her away from us. They won’t get to her like they did to Maggie.”

  Chapter 12

  It was like being in some spy-type guy flick. Instead of 007, she had 0014. Nash and Riker looked different. Their eyes were dark, their expressions controlled, unemotional, determined, and it both frightened Chastity and aroused her. She tried stopping them from taking her with them. She didn’t want them to get killed. They said they found things out about Desi, and about his real job, and real life. They were even angrier.

  Flynn and Jett were there, plus their other two friends, Emerson and Stone, who appeared just as lethal and good looking as her own men.

  She couldn’t stop the shaking. Her body ached, and especially her cheek and shoulder. Nash covered her securely in a blanket. They placed a wig over her head, to disguise her.

  “Stone is going to carry you out of here. It’s just a precaution. We’re going to get into the vehicle downstairs, and then we’ll be back together for the rest of our trip. Okay, Chastity?” Riker asked her.

  She looked from Riker to Stone. Stone was big and tall like Riker, and he appeared mean, but then he winked at her.

  “Oh, I’m going to like this assignment,” he whispered, making her smirk.

  “He tries to feel you up, you hit him. Don’t take any of his crap,” Nash stated.

  Chastity heard the serious tone in Nash’s voice despite the way he gave Stone a nudge.

  Riker leaned down to kiss her then secure the wig. “I like you better as my blonde mermaid,” he told her. Her belly tightened.

  Nash kissed her next. Then he placed his fingers under her chin. “We are always nearby. You’ll be out of our sight for sixty-two seconds.” He kissed her again before he and Riker left the room.

  “Sixty-two seconds?” she whispered.

  “They timed it, sweetheart. They’re not taking any chances with you,” Jett stated, then winked.

  “Jett, Flynn, you’re sure that Nash and Riker will be safe? You’re sure that Desi can’t get to them? I’m scared. You weren’t there. You don’t know what Desi looked like,” she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek.

  Stone reached over and gently wiped it away.

  Flynn and Jett smiled at her.

  “A lot of things have become clear,” Flynn stated. “Things they’ll discuss with you when we get you to the safe location. But know this, Riker and Nash are good at what they do. They’re in agent mode right now, and that’s what’s going to keep them and you safe. So no worries, okay, beautiful?”

  She swallowed hard. “Okay.”

  “Great. Now this is my part. The absolute best part of the entire mission,” Stone teased, rubbing his hands together and licking his lips.

  “Cool it, Stone, and get serious,” his brother Emerson said as he opened the door to the room and peeked down the hallway.

  He raised his thumb, an indication that things were good.

  Stone reached for her. “Put your arms around my neck and let me know if anything hurts too much.” He raised his eyebrows at her. She had to laugh. He really was quite the character.

  As he lifted her into his arms, she felt sore, but it was bearable. All she wanted to do was to get to Riker and Nash, and to feel them in her arms.

  Chastity was carried from her bed in the hospital, down a hallway, a private staircase, and to the basement. There were men standing guard, holding weapons, and whispering into wrist mics. She had no idea how resourceful Riker and Nash were. The men she saw appeared well equipped and alert. It reinforced the seriousness of this situation. She realized that this went beyond a domestic violence situation and couldn’t help but to think about Nash and Riker’s relationship with that Maggie woman. Who was she? How did Desi know her? What was all of this really about?

  “Hold on, darling. We have about ten seconds left to get you to that SUV, or Riker and Nash are going to have our asses,” Stone said as the door to the side entrance opened, and there sat the SUV. There were two men in black suits standing next to it. To the right and to the left, she saw others standing guard. Her insides did a series of flips and flops.

  She couldn’t see inside the door, but right before Stone began to place her inside, he smiled down to her.

  “Good luck. Stay safe, and listen to your men.” He kissed her on the cheek, and then lifted her into the backseat. Immediately she felt the set of hands lifting her further inside. A quick glance to her left and there was Riker.

  “Come on, baby. Everything is going down right on schedule.”

  The door closed and as Riker adjusted her body on the sheet-covered seats next to him, she saw Nash.

  He was looking at his watch, and speaking into a wrist mic. “You were three seconds off, asshole.”

  She panicked a moment. Was he really that angry with Stone for being three seconds late? Then he laughed, and she sighed in relief.

  “You okay, baby? Not too sore?” Riker asked her.

  She turned to look at him. “You’re sure this is the right thing to do? You and Nash will be safe?”

  He stared into her eyes as he placed his hand under her hair and against the back of her head and nape.

  “We won’t let anything happen to you. Everything has become quite clear to us.”

  He leaned forward and kissed her softly. Then she heard Nash.

  “Lie down and rest, Chastity. I don’t want you pushing it and feeling pain,” he told her very seriously.

  Sh
e looked at him and smiled, but he didn’t smile back. He seemed different. He seemed guarded and distracted. Was it because of the danger they were in, or did it have something to do with Maggie? She couldn’t help but wonder and feel jealous. Was he thinking about Maggie now? Had Maggie really meant that much to Nash and Riker?

  She leaned back against Riker as some doubts and reservations about what was to come exploded through her mind. There would be no future with her if they couldn’t let go of the past, let go of their thoughts, and let go of their love for Maggie. She couldn’t compete with a ghost or fight with them about their loss. It wouldn’t be right to give them a hard time because they lost the woman Nash loved, and that he and Riker shared as a lover.

  She didn’t know what that felt like. All she knew was that she never truly loved until Nash and Riker. If she lost them, or if they were killed, she would want to die, too. Life just wouldn’t be worth living.

  She felt the tears fill her eyes, and she turned into the leather upholstery to hide her tears and her heavy heart.

  * * * *

  Riker stared down into Chastity’s face as he lifted her sleeping form into his arms. Her face was battered and bruised, and it really pissed him off. He should have been there for her. They knew that her ex wanted her back, and that he was constantly calling. How could they have been so stupid?

  He softly kissed her lips, and she moaned in his arms.

  He began to carry her, and with each step, she became more alert.

  Slowly she moved her arms up and around his shoulders and cuddled her face against his neck. Her softness and her sweet scent calmed him momentarily.

  “Cash said that they picked up Luke, Desi’s partner. They have men questioning him now,” Nash whispered as he spoke into the cell phone.

  “Good. Maybe they’ll be able to interrogate him and get us more on Desi,” Riker replied. He squeezed Chastity a little snugger. The thought that people were out there ready to harm them made him feel on edge.

  “I don’t recognize these guys securing the building,” Nash stated to Riker. Riker was thinking the same thing, but then again, he and Nash had been out of the agency for a couple of years now. There were many new faces.

  As they got into the elevator and made their way to an executive penthouse suite of the Four Seasons hotel, Riker couldn’t wait to get Chastity inside the room. She would be safe there. He knew that the team would have everything set up in the next room adjacent to theirs. They could remain on top of the investigation, while also personally protecting Chastity.

  The door opened, and they exited together. Cash and Zane were there to greet them.

  “Glad you made it here okay,” Cash said then shook Nash’s hand.

  “The bedroom is that way, Riker,” Zane told him then directed him toward the back area. To the right, Riker could see that the agents and their friends were already set up. There were computers, multiple surveillance devices, and other paraphernalia the federal agents used during a sting operation.

  Zane pulled down the covers to the king-sized bed. Riker nodded a thank-you then softly placed Chastity down onto the bed. She was still wearing the wig and only the hospital gown beneath the blanket. She opened her eyes and held on to his forearms.

  “Riker?”

  “Shh, baby, everything is okay. It’s going as planned.” He removed the wig, tossing it to Zane, who took it and exited the room.

  Riker moved the strands of blonde hair from her face. “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.” He held her gaze as a million thoughts and fears exploded in his mind. He was so in love with Chastity. She was everything he and Nash ever wanted in a woman. Maggie never compared. It never felt like this with her. With Chastity was where their love and their hearts belonged.

  “I’m scared. I want you to tell me everything.”

  “Baby, please. Just rest and let us handle it.”

  “No. No Riker, I want to know. I can tell that Nash is hurting. What is it?”

  “Hey, they’re setting everything up in the other room. Commander Samone is here, too. They got an update and need us,” Nash stated as he approached the bed. Chastity looked at his gun and swallowed hard.

  “No worries, okay? We’re armed, and it’s for your protection and ours,” Riker told her.

  “Do you want to shower? We got a bunch of clothes for you. Adelina helped Jett and Flynn. We didn’t want to take a chance at going to your apartment, then being followed,” Nash said. And even Riker thought he sounded distant. He would need to speak with his brother. Chastity was scared enough, and she didn’t need his attitude. Nash always got this way when he was on a case. His intensity helped to bring justice and arrest the criminals.

  “Yes. A shower would be great,” she said.

  * * * *

  “Okay, the food will be up here soon. You’ll have enough time. Riker can help grab some clothes for you. They’re in the drawers and the closet.

  Nash turned and walked out of the room, and Chastity felt the ache in her heart. He was already pushing her away. He was placing distance between them. Was it because he was thinking about Maggie? She couldn’t help but feel jealous and sad.

  “Let me help you,” Riker said then assisted her off the bed and into the large bathroom.

  She didn’t reveal the ache she felt. She didn’t want him worrying about her. In her head, she feared that this situation would come between the three of them. It would tear them apart, and she needed to keep that possibility in the back of her mind.

  “You can leave me. I’ll be okay,” she told Riker as he helped lift the gown off of her, after starting the water in the shower.

  “Oh God, baby. Damn.” He looked over her injuries. She was battered and bruised. There were other bruises in places she hadn’t even recalled that Desi had caused. Like the one on her inner thigh and leg.

  “I’ll be okay. Go take care of business.”

  He kissed her cheek then squeezed her naked body against his. His warm breath caressed her ear. His hands smoothed over her ass and back, and she felt his erection against her belly.

  “I love you, baby. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms in bed.” He kissed her ear and then walked away, closing the door behind him.

  Chastity turned toward the mirror and her battered skin. The tears flowed from her eyes, and her heart ached. She loved them both so much. But it seemed like this wouldn’t last. Their love wouldn’t survive, just like the other things in her life.

  She stepped into the shower and cringed at the ache the flowing water caused against her cuts and bruises. She absorbed that pain and accepted it, for nothing was as bad as the pain in her heart. Nothing would be worse than losing the love of Riker and Nash.

  * * * *

  “Riker, Nash, sit down,” Commander Samone told them as they sat in a small sitting area away from the other agents and their friends.

  “What is it?” Nash asked.

  He could tell that his commander looked grim and angry. “Your friends Cash and Zane found out some interesting information. This man, Desi Merdock, knew Maggie.”

  “We know that. We just don’t know how,” Nash stated.

  “Cash and Zane found out that her apartment lease was in Desi’s name,” Samone stated.

  “What does that mean?” Riker asked.

  “Our agents took it a few steps further. I don’t know how to tell you this, Nash. But she was working with Desi. They, along with a guy named Luke Propell, are the heavies for that drug operation you two were working. It seems she was sent in to set you two up.”

  “No. No fucking way. Where did you get this information?” Nash asked, raising his voice and rising from the chair. He drew everyone’s attention.

  “As you know, we have Luke in custody. After a bit of questioning, we found out that Maggie was sent to seduce the two of you. She then was told to get you two to the marina, where she helped set up the bomb to kill you. She was supposed to leave the boat. Luke said that their boss had other
men set the bomb that exploded as back up, in case Maggie failed. You were both getting too close and were going to figure out the leader of the operation.”

  Nash couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Maggie had used him and Riker? Maggie had lied about her feelings for them? She manipulated them into bed? She seduced them? He had struggled with her death for the last two years. He hadn’t fully lived his life out of guilt.

  “Nash?” Riker said his name and placed his hand on his shoulder.

  Nash pulled away. “I don’t fucking believe this.”

  “I know you’re upset. But right now, as we speak, the team is gathering more evidence. We got leads on some locations, and the operation headquarters, Nash. We’re within reach of taking down the operation, and the leader that caused all this shit,” Commander Samone said.

  Nash looked at Riker. He couldn’t help the betrayal he felt and the anger toward Maggie and the agency. Now Chastity knew Desi. How?

  “Have the agents investigated Chastity?” he asked and felt the bile fill his throat at even thinking she was part of this, never mind saying the words.

  “What the fuck are you thinking? You don’t really believe that she’s involved?” Riker asked this time, raising his voice.

  Now their friends joined the conversation.

  “No way. There’s no way that she’s involved,” Cash told them.

  “How do you know? How do we fucking know?” Nash raised his voice.

  “She has no family. She came here from Charlotte to start a new life,” Zane told Nash.

  “And you know this how? How did she get involved with Colt? How come she doesn’t have any family? What if she’s involved with this, too? What if she seduced us like Maggie did?”

  “You don’t believe that, do you, Nash?”

  Everyone turned to see Chastity, standing in the doorway. Her hair was wet, and she wore a light green sundress and was barefoot.

  Nash felt his gut clench. He feared everything. He felt so confused.

  “I don’t know what to believe,” Nash stated. He turned away and shook his head. He ran his hands through his hair in frustration and confusion. His heart ached. It literally ached.