Two Weeks Later
“Tell me you know something!” I demand as I walk into Zeke’s office. It’s been two weeks since Talia let slip that Havers isn’t willing to leave Reli alone. He still wants her and I’m not letting that happen.
“Boss, I’m sorry, but I have no idea who Havers is. There’s too many unknown variables.”
Fuck.
“Yo,” Cage says as he walks in behind me. “What’s wrong?”
“We’re trying to find out who the fuck wants to buy Yoreli.” Zeke growls, “Havers is a mystery.”
Cage’s eyes grow wide. “Havers? Fucking Havers wants her?” he barks; his jaw clenches as he glares at me.
I move toward him, needing to know what he does. “Who the fuck is Havers?” I demand.
“He’s a fucking asshole. The lowest of the lows. He owns Nightshade,” Cage tells us. Nightshade is the club downtown. That place is a goldmine for drugs and pussy.
“His real name is James Haversham. He’s been linked to trafficking, prostitution, and drug smuggling.” He continues, “If he is the one that wants Reli, he’s not going to stop until he gets her. John, this asshole has too many connections. Including cops.”
Fuck. Of course he does.
“We need to make sure that Reli is safe. I won’t let him near her.” I’d fucking die to protect her. Nothing can get to her. I won’t let it.
He claps his hand on my back. “Nothing is going to happen to Reli-beli.”
I roll my eyes at his damn nickname for her. He’s been calling her that since he saw her. He thinks it’s funny, as does Reli. The two of them are close and I’m glad that she has someone else to talk to. They don’t talk about anything heavy, but joke around and have fun.
“So how are we going to stop this asshole?”
Cage rakes his hand through his hair. “Right now he is being watched by the cops; there’s no way he’s getting anywhere near your girl.”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” That’s not fucking good enough. “How are the cops going to stop him from getting to her? You said it yourself, he’s got cops on his payroll. He’s got connections, Cage.”
Cage sighs. “Trust me, Grady’s working this case. He’s deep undercover.”
Fuck, Grady’s our cousin; he’s a good cop, one of the best. “Fine, call him and tell him what’s going on. Hopefully he can bring that motherfucker down before he finds out where Reli is.”
“I will; when he knows who Reli is to you, to us, he’ll do everything he can to protect her with his life,” Cage assures me. “We’ll set up our own surveillance on Havers too.”
I know he’s right. Grady is married and has two kids. The man loves working undercover; it’s who he is, who he has always been. I’m still on edge and will be until that motherfucker is taken down, but knowing that Grady’s on the case is somewhat of a comfort.
“Good; I don’t want Reli knowing anything about this shit,” I tell them as I leave Zeke’s office. The two of them will do what they can to set up the surveillance.
It’s Reli’s birthday tomorrow and I’ve organized a party for her. It’s small with just our family and my team, but they all love and care about her. Just as I do. These past three months I have fallen hook, line, and sinker for her. She was made for me.
Things between us have been heating up and I’ve been pushed to my limit. Reli’s very sensual and whenever we kiss, we both get carried away. I’ve managed to pull it back before it gets too far. I almost blew my load when she ground her pussy on my lap. Fuck, it was the hottest thing I had ever seen; the memories of it are what take me over the edge when I jack myself off in the shower.
She still believes that she’s broken. I know for a fact she isn't. When she was grinding herself against my leg, I could see her passion building, I was so close to coming that I put a stop to it. She was upset but I want her first orgasm with me to be in a bed, where I can worship her properly.
She’s in the shower; whenever she’s had a particularly bad day with her counselor she comes home and showers. I understand why she feels the need to do it, she told me that she feels dirty after speaking about the sexual abuse that she suffered through and that she wants to wash it away. What got to me was when she told me that she doesn’t touch me until she’s showered as she doesn’t want to taint me. I could have fucking cried right there. I’ve explained to her that she can’t ever taint me because she’s not fucking tainted.
I’ve ordered dinner from Ferrari’s. It’s an Italian restaurant that has the best food in the city. Lance has gone to collect it for me; he’s staying in the guest house next door, as a precaution. He’s just as much on edge as I am. Other than me, he’s the one who’s spent the most time around Reli. He’s become her personal bodyguard. Since finding out who Havers really is, we’ve all stepped up the security around Reli and in our home. Not only is Lance in the guest house, Cohen and Matt are renting the house across the street. We’re not taking any chances of anything going wrong.
Footsteps sound and I turn to the door, where Reli’s walking in wearing a pair of shorts that showcase her tanned, toned, long legs and her perfectly pert ass, with a tank top that’s tight across her tits. Fuck, she’s trying to kill me. She walks over to the sofa, a beautiful smile on her face. Happiness radiating from her with every step she takes.
“You’re in a better mood,” I comment as she sits on the sofa, tucking her legs under her phenomenal ass. “Lance is getting dinner.”
She nods. “Great, I’m starving.” Her smile widens. “My counselor has told me that I can reduce our sessions down to once a week.”