Blake POVAfter w finish our meals we walk out of the restaurant and I can say we are both a little tipsy and I can hear my name being shouted on the other side of the street. I look around, trying to find a familiar face, but I can’t see anyone I know. But my name keeps being called, and that’s when I see them, paparazzi. They are running our way and Panic takes over as I hold on to Emma’s hand and we wave at a cab.In a matter of seconds, we are surrounded by people, and the flashing lights are blinding. As we try to get away as Emma pushes everyone away from us, a powerful set of arms surrounds me and Emma, and suddenly we are being escorted to a limousine by two massive men. Right now, if I am being kidnapped seems like a better option than being surrounded by paparazzi taking photos and asking questions so loudly I felt like I was going to go def.“Where are you taking us? What the hell is going on?” Emma asks as she looks arou

Blake POVI still can’t believe everything that happened tonight. To the people commenting about my body image, to the guy trying to get on with Emma when she told him no, and then Easy and Storm almost killing those guys. Why are they so violent?“Are you okay?” Wyatt asks as he enters the bathroom, and I nod slightly. I can’t get the blood out of my head, the amount of blood being splattered and all over the guys’ faces. I bite the inside of my cheek as I look up to see Wyatt staring at me. His eyes scanning my face as if trying to read my mind.“I just…” I start saying, but then stop as I try to come up with the right words to say. I don’t want to say something that doesn’t match to what I am thinking, but it’s hard. Everything happened so fast and the night was so out of this world, everything felt like a dream.“You just?” Wyatt repeats my words, trying to encourage me to

Blake POV The place where Storm and Easy took us is unbelievable. The building is all covered in windows and the flowers that cover the windows are stunning. As soon as you enter the reception area, the smell of incense and oils hits my nose and I feel instantly relaxed. This is exactly how you would expect a spa to look like. Clean and smelling insane. “This is amazing,” Emma says and I nod while we walk to reception and when I notice Easy is standing behind us. Emma clears her throat to catch the girl that is sitting behind reception’s attention. I can tell she is texting someone. She is smiling as she looks down. “Hi, how can I help you?” The woman behind the desk says as she stares directly at me and then starts scanning my body from head to toe. I can see the disgust plastered on her face and I adjust myself, raising my chin a little and staring directly into her eyes. Her cheeks flush a little and Emma squeezes my arm slightly, offering me a smile. “Reservation for Mr. Hay

Blake POV“Get off me,” I shout, but he doesn’t move, his hands touching my pussy. I close my legs as the fingers move inside of me and I can feel my pussy getting wet. No, no, this is not happening. Why is this happening to me?“Calm down, it’s just me,” I hear a whisper, a voice very familiar. Wyatt. His hand moves from my head and I look over my shoulder to see his two-colored eyes staring right at me. Hunger, anger, desire, everything in them scream sexual need. I stop fighting and his fingers move further inside of me and my eyes roll back as a moan comes out of my mouth.“You knew it was me, your body was ready for me as soon as I entered the room,” he says and I swear I want to slap him, but the way his thumb is caressing my clit is sending me into a place of pleasure and not aggression. The way he works my body is something I will never get used to. He is skillful. He is the most amazing man I have ever fel

Blake POVI spent the worst night of my life ever. The women crying on the cell next to mine, and the men screaming, the horrible smell of urine, someone even decided that it was a good idea to throw up. “Good morning sunshine,” I hear someone say and I raise my eyes to find a police officer staring at me.“You must have some friends in really high places to get a visit today,” he says, and I frown. I stand up immediately, thinking Emma and Jagger have to be back. They are the ones that can visit me, right? They are my attorneys.“Hands,” the police officer says and I place them in front of me and outside the cell like they told me to do and he puts the handcuffs on my wrists. I close my eyes for a few seconds while the cuffs pinch my skin and hurt.“Step back,” the police officer says and I step back. What happened to innocent until proven guilty? I didn’t kill anyone and I will make the NYPD my bitch