What the absolute fuck!I was too shocked to speak. I knew he was something else, and it shouldn’t have been a big deal he had guns, right? I mean, loads of people collect them or go hunting or whatever. My breath picked up as my heart raced. I stepped back into the wall as I stared at the open cubby filled with various weapons trying to wrap my mind around what I had found.It was clear Nash was hiding secrets. I just had never expected that it would be something that included shit like this. Most people who collected weapons usually had them on display or in a gun vault. I remember my stepfather having a gun case in his office in our old house. Not in a secret cubby hidden in a closet behind a bunch of clothing.That was just beyond weird and sketchy.Pulling out my phone, I thought over it for a moment, wondering if texting Nash was the right thing to do. I had only just started actually getting to know him and what I did was a complete invasion of property.But I had to k

NessaThe instant my head touched the pillow, I surrendered to the seductive embrace of deep sleep. However, the tranquility was short-lived. Dissonant sounds from within the apartment stirred me, and I groggily rolled over to glimpse at the crimson numerals on my alarm clock. It was past half-past two in the morning, and the fact that I was awake was a sin. A gnawing reluctance to leave the warmth of my bed gripped me, but a loud crash echoing from the living room jolted me fully awake. My heart pounded in my chest as I leaped out of bed, the urgency of the situation dispelling my drowsiness. Nash wasn’t due to be home yet, and I knew without a doubt that I had locked the damn door. Which could only mean that someone had broken in, and I was unprotected. Glancing towards my nightstand, I spotted the black metal baseball bat I had brought with me from my days of playing ball in high school. My mother had always told me that there was no better weapon for a woman than a bat and

NashAnger seeped through me knowing that the woman I wanted as my own was being claimed by her stepbrother as if he had any right to have her. She was mine, and now not only did I have to deal with the benefactor wanting her, but I had to deal with this too.Making my way towards my car, I contemplated what my choices were. More than anything though...I needed a drink. I had waited for her to fall asleep and then had someone look after the apartment, and her, while I stepped out for a bit. I was too angry to stay around, too angry to look her in the eyes further.Because every time I looked at her, a sense of jealousy took over me that I couldn’t control. I wasn’t the kind of man to get jealous. Hell, I wasn’t the kind of man who acted out of control. That was the reason David had put me in this fucking position to begin with. Because I was the best of the best, and I knew how to get jobs done.The moment I pulled up to the bar, I felt myself spiraling. An angry roar escape

NashThe dim lighting from the living room was the only light in the apartment. Standing by the open bedroom door, I peered into the darkness where Vanessa lay sleeping on my bed. I had bent her over more than once tonight and while I knew she loved it, loved me being rough with her, it didn't stop me from worrying that I would take it too far.Gritting my teeth, I gently closed the door, running my hand over my face and then through my hair as I turned back towards the living room.Pete and Brady stood there, arms crossed over their chests as they stared at me. Brady's expression was more amused than Pete's, who always looked indifferent.One thing I liked about him.He didn't ask questions and minded his own business."So, did you find anything?" I asked Brady, whose posture relaxed as he made his way towards the armchair and sat down."Do you really want to have this conversation with her sleeping right there?"It would have been a problem, but against my better j

NashHaving Sasha at my apartment wasn’t expected. In fact, it was a liability. The girl had been badgering the guy at the gate of the apartment complex since the previous night, and when she told him she would be back, I caved in and told him to let her in. Though, I couldn’t help but worry. Especially with what I was about to do, but it had to be done. I had to make it clear to David and the others that I wasn’t going to follow through with what they were asking, and I knew it wasn’t going to go over well. However, I did hope that there was a part of David that would see my reasoning and have my back.No matter how small of a chance that was.Driving across town, I made my way toward the location I was told to arrive at. Brady had forced me to let him come for 'moral' support. But I knew it was because he didn't want to see me get killed. As for Pete, he and another one of our guys hung back at the apartment to watch it. Just in case something was to happen.The girls h