POV DrakeAfter the man leaves, I decide to call my friend Lucas, the detective I've hired to investigate Lisa's family. "Drake?" "Hi, Lucas. " "How are you? I heard what happened to you and was a little dreading the moment I had to come and see you. " "I don't feel like talking about that right now, you see. I'd rather talk about something else. ""I'm not sure it's the right time for you to talk about that, you're still sick. ""That bastard just walked out of my house and clearly threatened me. You don't think I'm just going to stand by, do you? ""He threatened you? I seriously think you should be wary of this man, he's dangerous. ""I'm not afraid of him, I'm not afraid of anyone. All I want is for him to leave Lisa's family alone. ""I investigated and traced it back to a notary in town. ""Who is he? ""He's the son of Mr. Simon's notary. It was he who was in charge of all his property, I say was because he's dead and today it's his son who's in charge of the firm. ""So wh
POV LisaWhen the doors to Drake's apartment close behind him, the first thing I ask myself is what the hell am I doing here? I've been insulted in this house, called names. It even got to the point where I told myself I'd never set foot in this house again. But all it took was one little word from him and I was back like a lost soul, because he told me to. Not ordered. However, he did owe me some explanations, such as how he knew my father's solicitor's son and what he was doing there. I put my bag on a sofa and sit down on it. My body jerks and I start shaking so violently that I collapse onto the carpet. From where I'm lying, I can see Drake coming towards me with a worried expression, my vision is blurred and I'm starting to find it harder and harder to breathe. What the hell is happening to me? My eyes close and I hear a thud, then someone grabs my head and gently shakes me."Baby, open your eyes. " Tears begin to fall from my eyes and I feel the gentle caress of a hand on my ch
POV BrianLisa doesn't even give me time to speak as she's already hung up. I look at my phone with a puzzled expression. What the hell just happened there? I wanted to invite her to dinner and I would have offered her a book by one of her favorite authors, a brand new release that I had signed. If only she knew how much money it cost me to have that copy of the book signed! I pick up the book and throw it on the floor. Luckily for me, my wife isn't here, she's gone away for a few days to see her mother. So much the better, at least this way I won't have to put up with her Botox-filled face. I walk the length of my room, disturbed by what Lisa has said. What could she be talking about? All the harm my family and I had done to hers? What kind of story is that? What evil is she talking about? I get up and run out of my room, then down the stairs. "Honey, are you there? "I go downstairs to find my mother in the small living room where she is comfortably installed and I place a kiss on
POV Drake. I enter the doctor's office with a grim expression on my face, and he looks at me worriedly. I answer nothing and close the door behind me. "It seems you've had a very bad week, Mr Lancaster. ""Can't you tell? " He answers nothing and walks over to the drawer where he took the chessboard last time. He walks over to the small table and places it on it. "You promised me we'd finish our game, you. Do you remember that? " I have to bite my tongue twice to keep from telling him to go fuck himself. Do I really look like I want to play? I'm worried sick about Lisa, she's rejecting my calls. I'm paralyzed on this armchair, unable to do anything, I want to get up and run to her. But I can't. Because of me. Only because of myself. "I really don't feel like playing doctor. My head's not in it at the moment. ""Then what's on your mind? " The words want to break through the barrier of my lips, but again I hold back from speaking. It's just too hard. And I know that because of t
POV Lisa. "You'll get back to me eventually. "I glance at Drake's text, before rolling my eyes. If he thinks I'm going to give in to him that easily, he's mistaken. It's been a week since I learned what he did behind my back. I really try to understand him, I try with all my heart to find excuses for him, but in the end, I tell myself he has no excuse. He had no right to pry into my life like that, into my father's life, not to say my whole family's life. What's more, he did it without talking to me, which I find unacceptable. However, it opened my eyes to the true face of the people around me. Deep down, I knew that Tony Moncrief was a despicable being, but I had no idea of the depth of his darkness. The only question that came to mind was why? Why does this man hate us so much? What did we ever do to him? Was his hatred aimed solely at my father, or at our entire family, given that he apparently continues to lash out at me? The results of Drake's investigation opened my eyes. I'
POV Drake.She shudders at my voice and freezes. I've surprised her. Good, that was my intention. Because I too fell four stories today when I saw her on that terrace with him. I've asked Lucas to put two men on her side for protection. I'm getting to know Lisa and I'm beginning to know that her silence is never a good sign. Especially when she's this angry. I know very well that she's about to do something stupid, like trying to get revenge on her own, for example, but I know very well that it's a bad idea, she can't face this man on her own. He's bloody dangerous! But she's stubborn, maybe even more so than I am, knowing that she went to see this guy and that he put his hands on her, and that she let him do it, really pisses me off. I take her hand and pull her onto my legs. "You didn't come to work today. " "What? You're watching me now? ""Lisa... " "Let go of me! "she cuts me off. If I could have carried her, I would have done it myself. But I can't. So I motion to Zack to he
POV Lisa. I'm slowly emerging from my sleep, the only thing on my mind at the moment is how good I am right now. I feel Drake's warmth on my back, his arms holding me close. I close my eyes and savor this privileged moment that has become so rare these days. Just a few more seconds and then I'm gone, I thought. But that's without counting on Drake's presence behind me. It's as if this man is reading my mind, so much so that it's starting to scare me. His hand slips between my intimate lips, which he spreads, and starts caressing my clitoris, already sensitive from our lovemaking the night before. I close my eyes and bite my lip to keep from moaning with pleasure. But Drake knows my body even better than I do. His fingers dig into my sex and he begins a gentle back-and-forth, torturing me until I buckle. My thighs spread a little more at their own will and Drake's fingers insert themselves a little more into me. "Drake..." I murmured. "I forbid you to cum without my permission, your
POV Ryan.I park my car on the corner of this seedy neighborhood. I look around to make sure no one's around. Then I breathe a sigh of relief. I lean back in the armchair and light a cigarette. I hate coming to Sydney's palm hole, but when circumstances force me to, I don't really have a choice. It's in this godforsaken hole that you find everything men like me need, henchmen when you want to make someone disappear, whores, drugs and I'm even certain that in this shithole I could find someone capable of imitating my brother's signature even better than himself. I inhale the smoke from my cigarette, then spit it out into the air in circles. Ever since I learned to do this trick, I can't get enough of it. Sierra loved it too. I close my eyes and shake my head. What the hell am I doing thinking about her at a time like this? No, what's wrong with me thinking about her at all? Sierra is part of a past I'd like to put behind me, far away. I catch a glimpse of a silhouette in the dark, and