Gone - Anna Brooks Page 0,27
man who will fix her problems and put her at ease. Now and forever.
I tease my finger down her arm and smirk when she reaches up and slaps at my hand. Reluctantly but quietly, I sneak out of bed and head to the shower because I have things to do today. With my head dropped and hot water rolling down my back, I think about how the fuck I’m gonna get her out of this.
Danny will not forgive debt without getting something in return. There is no way in hell she’s going to continue paying him, and over my dead body will she spread her legs for him. I can get the money, but at the end of the day, it’s not actually about the cash with him, so it’s going to be a game to figure out what he wants.
A lot of this is about his reputation. If you don’t pay your debt, there are dire consequences. If he doesn’t live by that, he’ll die by it, so as much as I hate the man, I get what he’s doing. Which means I have to find that piece of shit and turn him over to Danny so he can be made an example of what happens when you run.
I have the resources for it. Q could have a location on him in a couple of days, but I don’t know if I’m ready to get Royal involved in this yet. I know the men I work with, and if they get word that my new girl, my only girl, has an issue with Danny, they’ll band together to put a stop to it without question, even if I don’t want them to.
I’m in the middle of thinking about how to approach this when my shower curtain slides open, and my seductive little angel steps inside. She wraps her arms around me and rests her head on my chest, and I sigh, knowing me being pissed off isn’t fair to her but still fighting the feelings all the same. “I’m sorry,” she whispers over the rush of the water.
“Not your fault.” I step away and find her eyes, an unspoken sadness clouding the normal gleam.
I cup her jaw. “I’ll take care of it.” She opens her mouth to say something, but I’m prepared. I press my thumb against her tongue, and her lips close when she gently sucks. “You’re mine, Izzy. And I already told you that means I take care of you any way you need. This isn’t up for discussion because nothing you say will change my mind. I don’t think you quite understand exactly what I do, and the company I work for, but trust me when I say I have all the resources in the world to take care of it.”
“How?” she mumbles around my thumb.
“Not sure yet, but I’ll figure it out.”
She lowers her lashes and reaches up to grab my wrist, then pulls my arm, effectively removing my hand. “I can’t ask you to do that.”
“You’re not asking, and I’m doing it. End of discussion. When it’s done, I’ll let you know, but until then, I don’t want to hear another word out of that pretty little mouth about it.”
I can tell she wants to argue, but she wisely keeps her thoughts to herself. “Fine, then I’ll just use my mouth for something else.” And then she sinks down to her knees and sucks me in to the back of her throat. “Fuck,” I hiss at the unexpected fervor of her giving me a blow job. I was already hard, but her lips around me make me impossibly harder, and as she works my cock, she plays out the fantasy I had like it was a script without me even having to tell her. And I finally get the answer to the question I was dying to know because she milks me dry and yeah, she swallows every drop.
* * *
After I dropped Izzy off at work, I ran to the bank. Now I walk up to Danny’s building with a duffel bag full of cash and stand at the door. Tilting my head at the camera staring down at me, I raise a brow, waiting. A moment later, one of his guards pushes open the door from the inside, and I take a step to cross the threshold.
“Weapons?”
I’m not stupid enough to show Danny that much disrespect by bringing my weapon into his office. “In my vehicle.”
“Need to check, my man.”
Understandable and expected,