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“It’s not that I made this a decision,” she said. “My father…”

Fucking Chief Richards.

“He was controlling?”

“Yeah. My mother was murdered, Slam.”

“Shit,” I said.

“Oh, f*ck,” Belle said.

She tucked her head into my chest. I wasn’t going to allow that to happen. I reached down and forced Belle to look at me. There were tears in her eyes.

“Tell me, babe,” I said. “Trust me with it. Okay?”

She blinked fast and nodded. I put my palm to her soft cheek.

What the f*ck am I trying to prove now? I’m in too deep with her. I’m falling…

“I was really young,” Belle said. “I just remember parts of everything, you know? Like what my brain could process at that time. My parents fighting. My father had an affair. The affair ended and my parents got back together. He had been working crazy hours but then it calmed. Right after the affair. Then he took a case. I think it was some kind of gun thing or something. I really couldn’t look into it. My father blocked it all out. He worked crazy again. He drank a lot. My mother relied on me a lot. Things were bad, Slam. So bad.”

“It’s okay,” I whispered. I stroked her cheek. “Take your time.”

“Something happened with the case. Suddenly my father was in a good mood. He took my mother out on a Friday. The next day she went grocery shopping. I stayed home to watch cartoons. That’s when it all changed. The revenge against my father wasn’t directed at my father. But at us. His family. The plan had been to kill me and my mother together. But I wasn’t with her when it happened. Someone shot her. As she was walking to her car from the grocery store.”

I felt my heart twist a little. “Jesus Christ, Belle.”

“I remember when the call came in. My father went crazy. He left the house, leaving me there alone. I was terrified. The next few hours were a whirlwind. My best friend’s mother ended up picking me up and she explained to me what happened. I wasn’t even home. I wasn’t even with my father. I didn’t see him for a week after it happened.”

“I’m so sorry,” I said. “I’ve always hated your father. If I’m being honest, babe. He’s been after my ass since I was a teenager.”

That’s why I want to f*ck you so bad, Belle. So I could get back at him.

“That doesn’t shock me,” Belle said. “After that happened, my father lost it. For good. All he did was drink and take it out on me. He thought he was protecting me but what he was doing was waiting for me to get hurt or killed. He didn’t want to save me from getting hurt, he wanted to make sure it would happen and be painless for him. It sounds crazy to say but it’s the truth. So if I was out with a guy, he’d have an officer show up. Not to get me out of there and protect my innocence, but to have someone there for when something bad happened.”

“That’s really f*cked up.”

“Yes, it is. That’s why it never happened, Slam.”

I kissed the top of Belle’s head. “It’s okay, babe.”

“It’s not.”

“What happened to the guy who…”

“My father busted up the entire ring of guys,” Belle said. “Some got away, some got killed. Some got life in prison. The actual guy who killed my mother… he got away.”

Belle’s blue eyes were beautifully sad. That’s when I felt it.

I’d fallen for her.

I was supposed to f*ck her and leave her… but I fell for her.

I touched her face again and knew bad things were already churning up in my mind and heart.

“Slam, I’m ready now,” Belle whispered. She blinked away tears. “You. Me.”

Her hand touched the top of my jeans and crept down, her small hand over the bulge of my cock.

I sucked in a breath. “Oh, babe, trust me, I want to tear you apart.”

“Then do it,” she said. “Tear me apart, Slam.”

The words were like wild poetry to my ears and cock. I felt myself stirring.

Belle moved up and kissed me. Her hand squeezed tighter between my legs.

My brain was trying to absorb all she just told me. My body wanted to not give a f*ck about it and just go at it with her.

We started to kiss and I reached for the back of her head. My hand eased down and touched her skin. Down her back, following the bumps of her spine, following the curve of her back up to her ass. I squeezed and pulled, ready for her.

Shit, Slam, just do it. Fuck her senseless. Show her what she’s been missing.

Belle let out a sigh as we were kissing.

I growled under my breath.

I started to roll to my right when my cell started to ring.

It was f*cking Knox calling me. The call I had been waiting for.

“Ah, shit,” I said, looking at Belle as she lay on the bed, on her back, completely naked.

“No.”

“I have to ride, babe. Club stuff.”

“Reaper’s Bastards…”

I nodded. I leaned over and kissed her lips. “I swear to you, Belle, I’m going to make everything okay. Just ride it out with me, no matter what.”

“Okay, Slam. I… I… trust you.”

I kissed her again and then again. Then down to her neck. Then to her chest. I left her with a kiss to her left breast.