“Boss, they’re gone, all three of them. Aaron’s car is still parked here but there’s no sign of them. There’s blood everywhere.”
My cell beeps, indicating I have another call. “Hold on,” I instruct him and I put him on hold as I switch the calls. “Yeah?”
“Boss,” David says, his breathing labored. “Fucker got the jump on us. I’m sorry. Fucker knocked us out, shit, boss, he bought us to Synergy and set it ablaze. Aaron was still unconscious and has a lot of burns on his body. He’s in the hospital being checked out and the firefighters are working on the club now.”
Fuck. “What about you?” I ask him.
“What about me?”
I tsk. “David, are you injured?” My tone brooks no argument.
“Not really, I’ve got a cut on my head but other than that I’m fine.”
“Where has Martin gone?” I underestimated him, fuck, I need to call dad, make sure that fucker doesn’t go anywhere near them.
“I don’t know.” He sounds defeated, I know it wasn’t his fault. He shouldn’t shoulder the blame.
“We’ll get him. I’m standing in Wally’s house. Looks like Martin struck earlier today.” I don’t believe that it was a suicide. No way in hell.
“Fuck. This fuck just keeps on going. We need to hit him hard again.”
“Yeah we fucking do.” My eyes on Wally, that bastard made it to look as though it was a suicide. “Go to the hospital, get your head checked out and then stay on Aaron.”
He doesn’t argue with me, “What about Molly?”
I grit my teeth. “No sign of her yet, Jagger’s searching the house.”
“Fuck, we’re back to square one with this shit.”
I glance at the floor, hating that all the leverage I had is now gone. “Yeah, we are. This time though, we’ve dismantled that fuckers operation, he’s on his own. He has no plan, and that makes him dangerous but it also means that he’s going to slip up. I’m going to be there when he does.”
“A-fucking-men to that.”
“Get to the hospital and get checked out. That is an order.” I end the call and walk toward Wally, as much as I’d love to take him down, I can’t. I need to get the evidence, find out if Martin has done it alone or if he’s had help.
“Boss, you’re going to want to see this.” Jagger yells and I turn away from Wally and walk out of the room. “I’m in the bedroom.”
I take the stairs two at a time, as soon as I reach the doorway to the bedroom I understand why he wanted me to see it. My body goes rigid at the sight. Molly’s lying on the bed naked, her wrists cut and blood soaks the entire bed. Her legs are spread wide apart, and I have to glance away because I know that she’s been assaulted, brutally so. Seeing this, it makes everything that he did to Mia come to my mind, I shut down the thoughts instantly, not letting myself go down that rabbit hole. It’ll send me spiralling, make me lose my damn mind. Again.
“Boss, it has to be Martin,” Jagger says, he’s as disgusted as I am. You don’t do this shit to innocent women, and you certainly don’t do it to my family.
“It’s time to go. Call Lazarous, tell him that I want him working this case. I want to know how many men were here and how they managed to overpower Wally.” The man was five-feet-eleven and weighed over three hundred pounds, he wasn’t an easy man to overpower, it’s what has me thinking that Martin wasn’t alone. He’s got someone else that’s working with him.
I walk out of the house, pissed that I’ve let someone else die. I’ve lost too many already, way more than we should have. Jagger follows behind me, his voice low as he talks on his cell. He’ll see to it that we’ll know as soon as the detectives know, as soon as I find out who else is working with Martin, I’ll burn them alive.
Nine
Mia
Two Weeks Later
“Hudson,” I moan, his fingers on my nipples, his lips on my neck. My fingers clutching at the sheets beneath us.
“Sssh,” he says, not even looking at me.
“Stop teasing,” I beg, he’s been torturing me for the last twenty minutes. I’ve come twice and it’s not enough. I was awoken by his mouth on my pussy, it was a great way to wake up but now, it’s getting too much.
He needs this and I’m going to give it to him. He’s hurting, he told me about Wally and his wife, and how he found them. They were buried yesterday. Martin’s escaped and no one has any idea where the hell he is. Aaron’s still in the hospital, he’s in a bad way, his body has been burned badly. I’m not allowed to visit him unless David, Hudson, Harrison, or Jagger are with me and even then it’s only for a little while. They all know that I’m pregnant and none of them are taking the chance in case something happens.
“Sssh,” he tells me yet again, as he moves down my body, his mouth at my breasts. My body arches when his teeth bite down on my nipple.
“Please, I need you,” I beg once again, my hand wrapping around his dick and I squeeze, loving the way he throbs in my hand. His fingers go to my pussy and my body convulses as he grazes my clit. It’s too much, I can’t do it again. “Hudson. Please, I need you in me.”
He shifts suddenly, I release his dick and his fingers leave my pussy. Within seconds he’s thrusting into me. I scream out in pleasure as his cock fills me. “Yes.”
His buries his head in my shoulder and thrusts, grunting with every movement he makes. He’s not once looked at me, this isn’t how he usually is with me. As good as it feels, there’s an emptiness with it. He’s not present, his mind is elsewhere and I’m an outlet for his anger. His thrusts get harder, each one painful but yet I want more. His grunts get louder, now they’re mixed with my moans, I’m so close and from his erratic movements, I can tell that he is too.
He comes on a long groan, within seconds he pulls out of me and I’m left feeling unsatisfied. Turning over in bed, I reach for my phone to check the time, it’s almost midday, shit, I promised Jagger, Harrison, David, and Hudson that I’d cook dinner for them. They’ve all been busy these past couple of weeks, most of the time they’re skipping meals and not getting much sleep. I put my foot down, today, they’re all taking a break. With Sarah and Allie back in New York as Sarah has a fashion show, Jagger’s by himself with no one to ensure he eats or sleeps. The men grumbled about having dinner but I wouldn’t listen, I want to do this, it’s the only thing I’m able to do.
Hudson’s mom has moved in with us, she’s been teaching me how to cook. She’ll be joining us for dinner and Harrison’s not looking forward to it. The man ignores her most of the time, only speaking to her if she talks to him. It’s childish and it needs to end, they’re grown adults who have a child, they should be civil without making everyone around them uncomfortable.
We buried Mom last week, I spent the next few days in bed, unable to get up. There’s not a day that has gone by that I haven’t broken down and sobbed. Hudson was with me those days I was in bed, telling everyone that unless someone died or something was blown up, he didn’t give a shit. He was spending time with me while I grieved. I love him more than ever, he was my rock to lean on and I don’t think I would have made it out the other side had he not been there for me.
I finally got to see Sarah and Allie in person, it was good to just hold them both. I still haven’t told her everything yet and I’m honestly not sure if I will. I’m finally getting over it, I’m still not able to sleep with the light off but my nightmares are few and far between. Sarah sat beside me at mom’s funeral and held my hand through it all, it was great having both her and Hudson flanking me, both of them offering me support.
My foot hits the bedroom floor just as the bedroom door closes. A lone tear falls as I realize that Hudson’s gone, he’s not spoken to me this morning. He fucked me as if I were someone he didn’t care about, it’s something I never want to happen again. I’ve never felt so worthless, so dirty as I do right in this moment. Picking up my clothes from the bedroom floor, I walk into the bathroom, throwing the clothes into the laundry basket
. I switch on the shower, my reflection catches my eye, there’s a slight bump now. It’s not much but I can definitely notice it. My hands touch my stomach, God, I can’t believe that I’m pregnant, as much as everything is up in the air right now, fear and anger taint us all, but this baby is the shining spark through all the hurt that I’ve been feeling, that we’ve all been feeling.
Getting into the shower, I let the water cascade over me. I’m mad, I’m hurt, and I’m angry at Hudson, he treated me as if I were a nobody, as if I didn’t matter. He fucked me and walked away without saying a word. I bow my head and let the water hit my shoulder blades, loving the way it pounds where all my tension is.
Hands go around my waist and I freeze, “Princess.” His voice gentle and soft.
I ignore him and keep my head buried, the water hot against my skin.
“Mia, talk to me.”
I scoff. “Like you did this morning?” I remove his hands off my stomach, not wanting him to touch me right now. I’m too angry.
“Baby,” he whispers. “Fuck, I’m sorry.” He spins me around so that I’m facing him. His fingers caressing my cheek. “I’m an asshole, I fucked up, I’m sorry.”
I nod, unable to say anything right now, I don’t want to argue. Today was meant to be a good day, a day where we could all relax, or try to anyway and he’s put me in a bad mood.
“Mia, please talk to me.” He’s not used to this, I’ve never been this angry with him before. “Talk to me.”
I glare at him, his face full of remorse. “You made me feel like I meant nothing. You fucked me and never said a word. I never felt as used as I did then.” His lips part, it’s a direct hit. “I felt as though I could have been anyone, I was just a hole for your cock to fill.” I shake my head and turn back around, letting the water cascade down around me again.
His hands grip my hips. “You will never be just a hole for me,” he growls. “Yes, I fucked you, but I fucked you with love as I have done every time since we met. In the two years I have known you Mia, you are the only woman I have ever wanted.” His lips touch my neck and my traitorous body alights in response. “You are more than the woman I love. You are my everything. Never, and I mean never think that you are anything less than what you are.” He spins me around, his lips are on mine, hot, heavy, and dominant. When his tongue sweeps into my mouth stealing my breath from me I melt into him as I always do.
He tears his mouth away from mine. “I fucking love you, Princess and that’s never going to change.”
All the anger I had has disappeared. I melt into him. “I love you too.”
He places a kiss against my head. “I’m an ass, I’m sorry.” I nod against his chest. “Let me wash you.” He releases my hips and I once again turn so that the water’s raining down on me.
His fingers massage my head as he lathers shampoo into my hair. “What happened?” I ask softly, loud enough to be heard over the water.
“I’m frustrated, Mia, I’ve not been able to track him. I’ve lost him and that’s on me. I should have sent more men to take him that night that Aaron was burned.” He confesses to me. “I’m pissed that because of this fucking feud he’s made, that a lot of people have died. People you love have died. You are innocent in all this and yet, you’re the one that has been affected by this the most.”
“That’s not on you, Hudson. None of this is your fault. You didn’t have a choice that Martin was bought into your life. You made him feel welcome, you made him a part of your family, your inner circle. You are a good man, Hudson.”
He laughs. “Princess, you have a funny mind-set if you believe that I’m a good man.”
I shake my head. “You’re not the definition of what most people would call good. But in your world, you treat your men with the utmost respect, you treat them like family. You would do anything for them just as they would for you. You are gentle and loving with me but with your enemies, you’re vicious and unforgiving. I don’t see what’s wrong with that.”
“You’re an enigma,” he tells me as he washes my body with my loofah.
“I’m curious about something.”
His hands stop on my back. “What’s that?”
“You’re a drug kingpin, and I’ve not heard one mention of drugs, why is that?” It’s something that’s been playing on my mind, does he not tell me about it? Or does he not do it anymore.
His hands continue to rub the loofah over my body. “Princess, I told you there would be stuff about my work that we won’t talk about and that’s the product side of things. At the moment, it’s on the back foot while I find Martin.”
That makes sense. “So you’re still selling them?” There’s no judgement at all, I’m merely curious.
“Yes Mia, I’m still selling them. It’s something that I’m good at, it’s something that is extremely profitable.” There’s an edge to his tone.
“I was curious, Hudson that’s all. Can Martin get to the product?” He already set Synergy alight. Thankfully, the firefighters were on scene early and managed to contain it. It’ll take a couple of weeks at least to get it fixed and opened again.
“No, he can’t. When I began to distrust everyone, I had everything moved. Since then I have only told four people where the product is and those are David, dad, Jagger, and Aaron. I trust those four implicitly as you know, they wouldn’t be guarding you if I didn’t.” I love that he’s so open and honest with me, it may have taken a while but it’s good that he’s letting me in.
“I overheard you and Harrison talking last night,” I say sheepishly, I turn around and face him, he doesn’t falter, he continues to wash my body. “Do you honestly believe that there’s someone else helping Martin?”
“Yeah, I do believe there is. I’m unsure of who it is, if it’s one of my men, there will be hell to pay.” His hands stop, and he smiles. “There you are, you’re all clean.”
“Thank you,” I whisper as I look down at his cock, it’s thick and long, nudging my thighs, almost as if it’s begging to be let in.
His fingers caress my skin as he moves even closer to me, his breath ragged hot against my body. “Mia?” He questions and I know he’s asking me if it’s okay.
“Take me.” I whisper, my lips touching his. He doesn’t need to be told twice, he lifts me, my legs circling his waist as my arms wrap around his neck. His cock slowly slides into my pussy, filling me inch by inch.
“Thank you for a wonderful dinner, Mia,” Harrison says, getting to his feet. “I’ve not had a proper cooked meal in a long time.”
I laugh. “Mom never really liked cooking.”
He smiles and for the first time since Mom died, it reaches his eyes. “No she didn’t. Hence why I’ve not had one in a while.” He’s reminiscing about her, it’s something I love, we have a bond, she’s alive in the both of us and I have someone to talk to about her.
Marline scoffs. “If you’d kept your dick in your pants, you’d have had one every night.”
I shake my head as I watch the happiness Harrison had vanish before my eyes. Anything that Harrison says she always says something to belittle him or to start an argument so far Harrison has bitten his tongue and let all the remarks and comments slide. This time she’s gone too far, I thought she was moving on from what happened but every time they’re in the same room she brings it up. I understand that she’s hurt and betrayed but it has to stop.
“Marline,” Harrison says with a bite to his tone, he’s pissed and I completely understand.
She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest. “If that woman hadn’t have gotten her clutches into you, we’d still be together. No one liked that damn woman, not even your son,” she spits out in anger.
I push away from the table, my chair scraping against the floor. I reach for Harrison’s empty plate.
“Mia,” he says softly, I see the worry in his eyes.
I shake my head, I don’t want to talk about it, hell I don’t want to hear it. She may not have liked my mom, but I loved her and s
o did Harrison. “She’s dead,” I say past the lump in my throat, “she’s gone and she’s never coming back,” I tell him and he rises to his feet, just as Hudson pulls me into his arms. I look at Marline, she doesn’t look the least bit sorry. “You may not have liked her, Hudson may not have liked her, but Harrison loved her, I’m sorry that hurts you but he did and she loved him. I loved her, she was my mom.” I pull away from Hudson and walk into the kitchen, needing to get the hell away from everyone.
“Mia, I’m sorry that I upset you,” Marline says and I sigh, so much for getting away from it, she’s followed me into the kitchen.
I turn to face her, not an ounce of sincerity on her face. “It’s fine.” I lie, not wanting to argue, I have to live with her and it’s not worth the hassle.
“I understand that she was your mom, but Mia, she hurt a lot of people.”
I sigh. “A lot of people? No, she hurt you.” Her eyebrows raise in surprise. “You’re entitled to be hurt and angry, but there has to be a time when you come to terms with what has happened and move on. Harrison betrayed you, your marriage, he found someone else and moved on. I can’t imagine how that felt, but he’s apologized, he’s sorry for hurting you, you can’t punish him for the rest of your life, it’s not fair to him or you, and it’s not fair on Hudson. You are both his parents, he loves you both. But right now, he’s having to choose between you.”
She gasps in outrage. “No he isn't. I have never made him choose.”
I shake my head. “The constant sniping, the remarks, the comments. He hears them all, you can’t be around Harrison so obviously Hudson will choose which one of you he’ll be around at certain times of the day. You’re staying here, so that means when Hudson wants to talk to Harrison, he’ll leave so it doesn’t cause you any hurt.”
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