The feeling goes straight down through me until it touches my toes. There it is. She finally looked at me. I finally get a glimpse into her eyes, and all I can say is it feels like heaven.
“I…I’m fine,” she whimpers, but anyone with half a brain could tell she’s lying her cute little ass off.
“No. No, you’re not fine, Josie,” I reply. “Tell me what’s wrong. Is Vincent hurting you? Because that didn’t look good back there.”
She looks like a scared little rabbit. She wants to tell me something, but she’s also afraid of me.
“Don’t worry, Josie. I work for Vincent, but you can tell me anything. I’m here to help you. You can trust me. A wife shouldn’t be afraid of her husband.”
My heart is pounding with desire. My lungs are filled with the scent of her perfume, but being this close, I can also smellher. I’m nearly ready to explode. All the times she walked past me, never looking, never seeing, and now she’s staring me dead in the eye with those big blue globes…I’m overflowing with a hunger so raw that all I want is her naked and wet, writhing around beneath me in the throes of ecstasy.
“I…I’m not his wife.” I blink twice as she looks up at me, waiting for my reaction.
“What are you talking about?”
“I’m his captive. His prisoner,” Josie replies. “Vincent has been holding me hostage now for months, trying to get me to…to give him something…”
She drops her head in shame. She can’t say what Vincent wants, but she doesn’t have to. It doesn’t take a genius to figure that one out.
Rage boils up inside me. Yeah, I want to tear this whole club down to the foundation now.Rightnow. But I’m not prepared for that tonight. I’m prepared for something else though.
I take her hand and lead her toward the back door. “Come on. I’m getting you out of here.”
“No!” she protests as I shoulder open the door to the back parking lot. “Vincent! He-he’s got my mother!”
“Well, I’ll deal with that too,” I growl as I open the door to my truck and hoist Josie into the passenger seat. “But for now, we’re gettingyouto safety.”
I shut the door and go around to the driver’s seat. Josie is practically shaking as I give it gas and pull out of the lot. I reach over and put my hand on her thigh to calm her. Just a few hours ago, I never would have dreamt of being able to do such a thing. Putting a hand on the boss’s girl? No way in hell.
But Josie isn’t the boss’s girl anymore. Hell, she never was. She was the boss’s prisoner, and tonight, that’s all over with.
2
Josie
I feel safe.I feelactuallysafe for the first time in a long time. I can’t even remember the last time I felt safe around a man. Butthisman—this absolute hulk of a man—makes me feel like nothing in the world can harm me.
He’s a giant.
I can’t even imagine how tall he is, and he’s so muscled he’s about to rip out of that security shirt he’s wearing. There’s something off about his face…like he’s oddly ugly and incredibly handsome at the same time. The strange combination has me feeling flush and wanting to just bury myself under his enormous body and stay there.
Parts of me that Vincent has said are absolutely off-limits to everyone but him are now pulsing with energies I’ve never felt before. My nipples are hard beneath my dress, and my body is nearly scorching with heat. His hands that grip the steering wheel as he drives us away from the club are massive and callused, and I can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to have them all over me.
Why is this man, Magnus, putting his life on the line for me? I’ve seen him outside the club night after night, working as another loyal soldier for Vincent. Does he have a death wish?
“Why are you doing this?” I ask him. “You know how dangerous this is.”
He turns and glances at me and again places a hand on my thigh and squeezes. Again, my body comes alight.
“Dangerous for who?” he replies with a cocky smiles. “Me or Vincent?”
I laugh. “Oh, yeah? You’re that tough, huh?”
“What do you think?” Jokingly, he squeezes my leg just enough until it hurts, and then lets go. “Josie, I wouldneverlet anything happen to you. I don’t care how dangerous it may be to me.”
I’m getting hotter, like I may have a fever. Magnus is like this giant protector seated beside me making me feel safe, making me feel valued, making me think thoughts I’ve never thought before. I’ve been holding out against Vincent for so long, yet suddenly all I can think about is giving myself to this man.
Magnus pulls the truck into a driveway of a rundown apartment building and turns off the engine.