***SIN'S POV***Jasmine Cabero was waiting for me at Parley's Restaurant when I arrived forty-five minutes late after my brief visit with Summer. I hate that I had to leave Summer at home, but like I told her if this is going to turn out into an arranged marriage of some sort_ which I do not condone_ I'll have to at least make an impression. "Miss Cabero," I salute, handing her the fresh bouquet of red roses I bought for her on my way to the restaurant. "Don Sorvino. Oh, please, call me Jasmine," she says, her demeanor pleasant. Jasmine looks sophisticated, like a lady with a purpose and when I smile politely at her gesture, I say, "If only you address me as Sinclair," I utter. "Deal, Sinclair," she mouths regaining her seat. "I apologize for coming late, I got caught up in a bit of an emergency," I blurt out, crinkling my eyes as I smile. The waiter comes and I order a yellow glass of wine, knowing that is the best Mexican wine around here. Jasmine's smiles bro
***SIN'S POV***The night continued as planned and since Jasmine confessed to me, she has been relaxed as we sit together, talking about discreet things. "His name is Garrett and he is one of Dad's enemies," Jasmine says. "He is against your dad and you got pregnant for him?" I ask in bewilderment and Jasmine gestures for me to shut up. "Please, you need to calm down, dad doesn't know who is the father of my baby yet. I guess that is where his frustration comes from. It stems from the fact that he can't pin this baby on anyone to father. And the horror of me giving birth in his house? Yes, it's terrifying," she grits out. "What do you want now?" I ask, waiting to hear what Jasmine has to say. "Give me enough time to elope, please?" Garrett is ready to take me in but I need to make it out of town with him in two weeks. That is the only window of escaping I have now," Jasmine pleads with her eyes. I stare at her for a long time, watching how young she really i
***SIN'S POV***Cold water splashed on my face wakes me from a very bad dream which I discover is a reality when I look at the two angry faces standing before me. I am chained to an iron chair and no part of my body can move. My head still hurts but I am focused on identifying the two faces before me. "And you are?" I ask raising my brow at them. "It is a good thing you can talk, Don Sorvino. I was scared Gunner had struck you a little hard on the head, thus, causing you to have a concussion," the man says, and I know he is Smokey. His goatee gives him a very dangerous look, and both men have beanies on their heads. "Summer's friends, I see. Why am I here then? Did Summer ask you to kidnap and torture me?" I ask a nonchalant air around me. I am in an abandoned pharmacy shop, and I don't know where I am right now. Gunner walks over to me and punches me in the face. That hurts as I feel my lips slit, blood oozing out of the gash, but I don't act affected by tha
***SUMMER'S POV***I didn't sleep the whole night, I kept tossing from one side of the bed to the other, thinking about last night. Finally dashing out of the bed, I walk to the bathroom and take a cold bath. Picking out an outfit of jean shorts and a tank top, I walk out of the room. The house is eerily silent and everyone looks tense. I've got this weird feeling that something is wrong but I don't know what is. In the kitchen, I meet Poppy and since I locked her in the closet, we haven't been closed at all. Even after apologizing to her. "What will you want for breakfast?" she asks as I pour myself a cup of coffee. "Eggs, bacon, and toast, please," I say politely, sitting and sipping my coffee gently. Sin's men are passing by, and Killian keeps giving out orders. I am just from taking the last bit of egg and washing it down with coffee when Matteo stomps into the kitchen and I look up at him, his eyes dark. "Sieze her," he orders and Killian with another guard walks up to m
***SUMMER'S POV***Matteo is crazy, a fucking psychopath and the fuck fact that he thinks I am going to do as he says even makes him the more delusional. As I grab the cell Gunner had given to me, I dial his number. Matteo's blade is still at the edge of my neck as we wait for Gunner to pick up. He doesn't reply which I am grateful for that. "He is not responding," I say evidently. "Well, fucking keep trying, if I don't hear from your fucking friend, I would kill you and toss your body to them," he threatens. I close my eyes, the threat causing me to panic. "You wouldn't," I yell staring at Matteo.Without waiting for a response, he walks out and I don't know where he is going, but a few minutes later, Matteo badges into the room with Spike and Bear. They are barking and as I watch them draw closer to me, fear causes me to go into a panic attack. "Don't bring them closer to me," I cry out as I watch him lead Spike towards me. Tears are streaking down my eyes as
***SIN'S POV***Smokey had asked Gunner to release me when he had finished keeping me captive. A bag had been thrown over my head and I was brought back to the restaurant where I had dinner with Jasmine. My car was untouched and I was in it. But what I don't expect is coming to my house and seeing Michelle begging me to come upstairs and help Summer. For now, Matteo's face shows that he is scared of my actions towards him. But I keep my hands to myself. He needs to know that his actions have led him to a strained level with me. "Matteo did what?" I ask walking past him as I hurry towards the edge of the stairs, watching as Michelle's pretty eyes flash with tears. "Summer is having a panic attack, I need you to calm her down please," she begs. "You are a doctor in the making, you should know how to help her snap out of it," I strike out. "I know, Sin, but I'm not ready yet, besides, she is scared of something, I don't think Spike or Bear had a hand in t
***SIN'S POV***Summer knows the right buttons to press and as much as I want to refrain from fucking her, she keeps hitting my pelvis with her up thrust. "Don't do that, Summer," I warn her. "Why, Mr. Sin? Does it make you hard?" she asks innocently. "None of your business, little one, now stop," I say not slipping out of her. This causes Summer to smirk and then, she has the courage to lift her head until she kisses me square on the lips. Groaning, I take control of it when my tongue slides into her open mouth, causing me taste her, devour every corner if her mouth as I suck in deep. "You want this, don't you, my little whore?" I demand and she nods, her hands coming all over me as she romances my body. With how much she is touching me, I know I am going to cum in less than no time, reason why I shake my head, holding her wrists back above her head. "That's a dick move," she says. "It is me preventing myself from your busy fingers," I mouth out. Her tiny
***MATTEO'S POV***Michelle is pissed off at me and wouldn't talk to me, Don Sorvino has me at home and wouldn't even utter a word either. With the sounds coming from his bedroom, it's no doubt that he is fucking Summer again.I can't take any more of being treated like an idiot, thus, I walk over to the living room where Michelle is talking to one of the guys and I frown at that. "Mich, please I want to have a word with you," I say sounding more gruffly than I initially planned to. "Can't you see I am talking to Jay?" she says not turning to even glance at me. Jay is one of the guys at the north front and I know he is hitting on Michelle, and unless he doesn't want to cross me, I will advise he leaves. With dark eyes running over his body, sweat starts stripping out of his body as he takes a step backward. "Hey, Jay? Are you okay?" Michelle questions reaching out to touch him and I snap. "Get the fuck out, Jay," I tell him harshly. "Yes, Sir," he utters be