The Criminal's Captive (Unpunished Book 1)(7)

"Oh, come on. I thought you were going to be a good girl." Sam bent forward, closer to her face.

Tessa leaned as far away from him as the ropes would allow, which wasn't far. "I said no."

Sam pulled his hand out of the bag, holding a few French fries. "Eat."

He smiled at her, showing off his crooked teeth. Sam then shoved his hand toward her face.

Tessa gasped, turning her head away from him. "Stop it!"

Sam put his knee on the bed, next to her side, and pushed the fries against her face, smearing the cold grease across her cheek.

"Eat." He chuckled as he pressed the fries harder against her face.

Tessa turned her head from side to side, trying to get him to stop. It only made him laugh louder. She let out a scared grunt and pulled on all her limbs even harder. Bits of the food broke off and fell on her chest.

"You're making a mess, girl." Sam dropped the rest of the food, and it also landed on her chest.

"Seriously, stop!" Tessa's eyes teared up again. Was she really in this mess because her dad had made poor money choices?

Sam looked into her eyes before looking down at her cleavage. His smirk grew more wicked as he reached down, grabbing a large piece of French fry from her. His fingers lingered on the top of her breast before he ran the food over her skin. Tessa closed her eyes, tears falling from them.

Just then, the hotel door slowly creaked open. Tessa opened her eyes and turned her head to find Levi standing in the doorway, holding her water. He hastily dropped it onto a nearby chair and stepped into the room. Relief filled her chest and maybe a bit of affiliation, too.

"Get the hell away from her!" Levi kicked the door shut and took large steps around the end of the bed.

Sam slowly stood from the bed, letting his fingers trail off her a little too gradually. "What the fuck is your problem? I haven't even done anything, yet."

Levi stepped to him and slapped his hand, causing Sam to lose hold of the brown bag. It went flying, smashing against the wall before falling to the floor.

"Stay away from her." Levi stood over Sam, the difference in the men all too evident.

Levi's arms were flexed and his muscles were bulging, making his tattoos look even more impressive. His green eyes flashed as he clenched his jaw, his nostrils flaring.

Sam took a step back, wiping his hands on his shirt again. "Dude! You know the boss doesn't care if we fuck with them as long as we don't hurt them."

"Not her. Don't make me fucking repeat myself, Sam." Levi stared at him for several seconds before cracking his neck.

Finally, Levi turned and looked down on Tessa. Her breath caught in her throat just taking in this man and the atmosphere he created around himself. He was confident and commanding. This might not have been the best timing or situation, but Tessa's body was taking notice of him and his.

A slow tingle started in her clit, and it only increased when Levi spoke to her.

"Love, did he hurt you?"

Sam tried to protest, but Levi lifted a hand to the man's chest, pushing him back a step. Tessa took a shaky breath, relaxing into the bed.

"No. Not really."

Levi turned his stare on Sam. He shoved the man again, causing him to bump into the wall. "Not her."

Sam lifted his arms. "Fine. Damn!"





Chapter Eight


Levi sat on the chair he had pulled over next to Tessa. He was leaning forward, arms on his knees, staring at the back of Sam. The other man was sitting on the foot of the bed, flipping channels on the TV. Even though he wasn't touching Tessa, it was pissing Levi off that Sam was that close to her.

This little one is special. She feels like … mine.

He turned back to look at Tessa, who was yawning. It'd been a long night for them all but especially for Tessa. She hadn't expected any of this. Levi reached out and squeezed her leg.

"Love, it's all right to sleep. I'll be here."

Tessa yawned again, her eyes looking heavy. "Tell me something."

"Tell you what?" He pulled his hand off her.

Tessa's eyes closed for a few seconds. "Tell me something about yourself."

Levi smiled as it got increasingly harder for her to keep her eyes open. "All right. I love dogs, my birthday is December first, and I can speak three languages."

Tessa's eyes opened, and her pink lips curled into a smile. "You're more than just a hardened criminal?"

He let out a small laugh as her eyes closed again. "So much more, love."

Just then, Sam ruined the moment. He hooted loudly at something on the TV, bouncing on the foot of the bed. Tessa's eyes opened, and her smile was gone.

"Damn it, Sam." Levi clenched his jaw, hastily standing up. "Sam, take my chair."

"What?" Sam didn't turn away from the TV.

Levi pulled the chair around the end of the bed and spun it to face the television. "Here."

"I'm fine." Sam clicked the remote several times.

"Here."

Levi growled.

Sam finally looked up at him. "All right. Geez. Why are you acting so weird with this job?" He stood and stepped over to take the chair.

Levi turned to look at Tessa, who was starting to doze off. Her beautiful eyes were closed briefly, but she was still fighting it. He watched her small smile return as her gaze fell on him momentarily. He could feel how comforted she felt when he was close to her. The stress literally fell off her when he hovered over her. It made Levi feel more like her protector and her man than any words could.