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“Fucking hell!” Miles roared as he jumped to his feet, thrusting his hands through his hair. His muscles bunched in his arms, his back tensing. Miles was normally well composed—one of the reasons that Damien had made Miles his right-hand guy. I had never seen Miles lose his shit, but I knew right then that he was on the verge of destroying something.

“You’re on the fucking run, right?” Miles demanded as he turned to face me, his dark eyes flashing with barely restrained rage.

I nodded at him. “I need you and your men to protect William,” I told him hoarsely. “I don’t want them using him to get to me. He’s just a baby.”

Miles’s face twisted into a snarl as he stormed back over to me, placing his hands on the back of the couch on either side of my head as he leaned into me. My heart began racing in my chest at his proximity, my breathing picking up slightly as my eyes locked on his.

“You don’t think you need fucking protection, too, Hayley?” Miles snarled down at me.

I shook my head. “Damien isn’t here anymore, Miles,” I whispered, my voice trembling slightly. Pain lanced through my heart as I mentioned Damien’s name out loud. “But William is his son. And I know it’s a code for you guys to protect family.”

“And you don’t think you qualify as goddamn family?” Miles snapped at me.

I shook my head. “Damien isn’t here anymore,” I repeated.

With a growl, Miles gripped a handful of my hair and yanked my head towards his. His lips covered mine with an intensity I had never experienced before. The muscles in my stomach clenched as a throb started between my legs. I moaned softly, losing myself in Miles as he deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling with mine as his hand tightened in my hair, making me moan softly in the back of my throat.

He pulled back from me, his eyes meeting mine. “Then you’ll get the protection as my woman, Hayley,” he snarled. He stood back up to his full height, storming away from me as he pulled his phone from his pocket.

I stared after him, a stupefied look on my face.

Fuck. I had just kissed Damien’s best friend—and enjoyed it.


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