Dangerously In Love (13 page)

"Obviously there's more
going on here with Melanie than we know, so now we'll have to be very careful
when dealing with her. I have an idea of how to handle that though, let me give
it some thought. It's not the wisest thing to go up against an American
ambassador unless we have all our ducks in a line, but you can bet your ass
he's up to no good dealing with this bunch."

"Marcus, my son goes to
these people's house, Melanie sits at the dinner table with my fucking wife,
fuck them, if they're involved in this shit I want them taken care of like
yesterday."

"Thaddeus, you always were a hot headed
shit..."

"I'm hot headed? You shoot people for a
living you dick."

They went back and forth with the insults while
I sat in the backseat contemplating our next move. I didn’t even look at my
brother who had his eyes closed with his head leaning back on his seat.

"I say we have our own
little hunting game, starring the sheriff, the ambassador and all their little
demented fuck pals."

"Speaking of hot heads." Uncle Marcus
turned around to glare at me while dad drove.

"I don't know how sweet little Natalia
deals with you lot. Now you two calm the fuck down, these things take time and
planning. We want to walk away from this shit smelling like lilies, no one
should even know that we're involved at all. I’ve already got some things in
the works. I studied those files and found a pattern; the majority of their
victims were either runaways or indigents, I'm going to put someone in their
path..."

"Marcus..."

"Relax Thaddeus, I'm not going to grab
some innocent kid off the street and put them in the line of fire, I'll use one
of my operatives. While that's being set up we need to find a way into that
backyard. The easy way would be to let Vicki open a case of inquiry into her
mother's disappearance. We'd have to do it in another jurisdiction though. We
could use the fact that the sheriff is too close to the situation and so are
his deputies, that's one option but it will take time. The other option is to
coordinate everything to go down together."

"How're we going to pull
that off?" I sat forward in my seat.

"Easy, the same time we call in the tip
off about their little sick fuck game, we tip them off about the body in the
backyard. I just need to get back there long enough with my machinery to make
sure she really is there."

"I don't want Vicki involved so I guess
we'll go with door number two."

"She might have to become involved at some
point boy."

"No."

Don't fuck with me on this
uncle Marcus you won't win. I'm going to protect her from as much of this shit
as I could. If she started digging into this shit and word got back to the
wrong people she would be in real danger. From the list of names we'd uncovered
I knew we were dealing with some heavy hitters, these men will do anything to
keep their secrets hidden.

No one knew that we'd uncovered their little
game so right now the only thing we had to worry about was the sheriff and
whether his losing control over her would cause him to come after her. Who
knows how that fuck's head worked?

Hopefully he'd never suspect
that she remembered anything about the night her mom disappeared. I still felt
the need to run right to the local high school and snatch her ass and take her
home until this shit was over.

"I don't want Melanie anywhere near Vicki,
she can't come to the house..." Jules didn’t even butt in, just kept
silently calm which is never a good thing.

"She might get suspicious if you guys just
stop her cold turkey..."

"I don't care, she's not coming near her
again. I don't know what the fuck she's up to but I don't trust that bitch. Jules
can stage a breakup or some shit or I can bury her ass in the woods, I give a
fuck. But she's not coming back to the house."

"I see why you three
needed me, not a rational brain cell between the lot of you. Boy you can't go
around offing people, these things need to be handled with care. We can
probably use Melanie to our advantage, we just need to know her part in this
mess."

"I doubt she's part of the hunting
parties. I think her gong to see Kenneth had more to do with getting Vicki out of
our house than anything else." Dad shook his head.

"I'm not willing to bet Vicki's life on
it. Whatever her reasons she was wrong, if she comes near her again I will
personally gut that bitch."

"Damn you're a vicious little shit. I
better get this shit figured out before you have us all swimming in
blood."

"Whatever works."

Vicki was a little
preoccupied that night when we went to bed. She'd been a little off all evening
but I'd waited until we were alone to bring it up. "Something on your mind
babe?" She cuddled closer to me as I rubbed her back.

"No Roman, everything's fine."

Like hell. "Look at me cheeks."

I moved her head on my shoulder so I could look
into her eyes, they were worried and
..
.
sad
.

"What's on your mind baby? You can tell
me."

"My mom, what if he...and I...if she's
been there all this time Roman, I use to play under that tree, I..." She
broke down in tears.

I let her cry for a little
bit, to get it out of her system. But when it seemed like there was no end to
her pain I had to put a stop to it. "Babe please stop, you're gonna make
yourself sick, you didn't do anything wrong...please."

For the first time in my life I was at a lost,
I really didn't know what to do, and that sucked because she's the single most
important thing in my life and I'm helpless in the face of her sorrow. There's
nothing I can do to take the pain away.

"Tell me what to do for
you, please, what do you need me to do?"

"Just hold me, tight, don't let go
okay."

"Never. I'll never let go."

I wrapped her up as tightly as I could without
actually absorbing her into my skin. It was hard to think straight with all the
stuff running around in my head. Her sadness cut deep, it made me realize that
there were some things in life I cannot bear for her, some burdens it wasn't possible
for me to carry, things she'd have to bear on her own and I hated it.

I hated the images in my head
of her as a lost little girl whose mother had just been gone one day. A little
sweetheart left at the mercy of a tyrant who made her life a living hell. I
never wanted to hurt anyone as much as I wanted to hurt Kenneth Baldwin in that
moment. I kissed the top of her head and squeezed her tighter.

"Babe, we can't go back, we can't change
what is we can only go forward. I learned something new today, something about
your mom." I felt her tense up.

"No no baby, it's something good, someone
who knew her before you were born and after. This person said that you were the
apple of your mom's eye. That she loved and adored you, the two of you use to
play out in the front yard together and you were a happy baby.

Please hold onto that. At
least now we know he lied about that, she loved you, she would've never left
you baby. And I can't help but think that she wouldn't want you to beat
yourself up over this. She'd want you to go on with your life and find joy and
love. Everything I want to give you."

"It breaks my heart."

"I know baby, but we'll make it right I
promise."

Victoria-Lynn

I didn't know who Roman had spoken
to today and for some reason he wasn't saying, but with everything he was
saying only one thing kept playing through my head. She was under the apple
tree,
I had to get her out. I owed her that much for
believing all these years that she'd left me in hell. I couldn't let on to
Roman what I was thinking, I know him, he'd never let me go anywhere near that
house, but I had to find a way.

If my father had murdered her I was going to
make sure he didn't get away with it any longer, I just have to figure out what
to do.

Nothing has hindered our love
life thankfully. Even with all the craziness going on around us I still find it
hard to keep my hands off of her even though I have been taking it easy on her
lately. I know her mind has been preoccupied and since I want her focused
solely on me when I take her, I've been inside her less than usual these days.
I didn't plan to let that situation last for much longer though.

I needed her and she needed
me, now more than ever. It's like reassurance that we're here and we're strong
and together. No matter what we face we'll be doing it from a place of strength
and unity. Though I wouldn't take her selfishly, I won't neglect that side of
our union either. I think it's very important to keep that bond. It also means
that I've been making love to her a lot more lately as opposed to fucking. It's
been hell reining in my body's natural tendency to want to pound away inside
her and take things nice and easy. The fire in me for her is avaricious, every
touch, every sense calls for me to dominate. It's the nature of my beast, but
she needs gentle right now so that's what I'm giving her.

The softness of her neck
under my lips as I rock back and forth into her body, the sweetness of her wet
heat clenching around me as a lift her legs higher on my back. The sweet
moaning sounds she utters as I brush against her cervix with the head of my
cock makes me groan in ecstasy.

There's nothing like the
feeling of being inside her, sharing this oneness with her. Every time, each
and every time, it made me
renew
my pledge to protect
and love her always.

"Ride me baby."

I flipped us over so that she could take the
lead. With our hands clasped together next to my head she took me all in,
riding my cock like she'd been starved for it.

"More Roman."

"Fuck!"

She was using my cock to fight her demons. I
know when I'm being used, when I'm just needed to serve one purpose. To make
her forget, I can do that, but not this way. I took her mouth in a hard kiss
while sitting up beneath her and lifting her off of me.

"Come."

I took her off the bed and
laid her on the floor before driving back into her. This way I could go as far
and as deep in her as she needed me to. There was no give from the hardness of
the floor so she could do nothing more than take the pounding of my thrusts.

"Ahhh...Roman."

"Ssh, I know, I know." I kissed her
softly, at least I tried, but I ended up biting into her sweet bottom lip.

"You're so deep in me."

"It's what you need." I pulled her
legs up higher around my hips, her ass gripped tightly in my hands as I gave
her as much of me as she needed to keep the fears at bay.

Victoria-Lynn

I hated deceiving him, I know
when he finds out he's gong to be so upset, but I can't help it. I have to find
out, I have to know. If I'm really careful nothing will go wrong, I just have
to play it safe.

I know my father's routine all I have to do is
cut school and be back in time for the final bell. No one will be the wiser.

I had my plan all worked out. I knew where
my...Kenneth kept the garden tools in the shed. Hopefully she wasn't too far
down, shit, I forgot about the tree but maybe I could dig around it somehow. I
don't know, I'll see, all I know is that I have to try.

I stayed in class long enough
to be marked present then pulled the severe cramps card, which got me to the
nurse’s office for my get out of jail free card.

I was a nervous wreck the whole way there. I
had to hoof it since Roman had saddled us with a driver. He was so
overprotective these days. It made me feel safe and loved the way only he could
and that only added to the guilt.

It's good that I had to go by foot though
because this way no one would notice a strange car parked in the area and I
could cut through the woods part of the way.

I was sweaty and out of
breath by the time I reached the house half an hour later. I rifled through
cobwebs and old brooms and rakes among other things that I did not recall us
even owning, trying to find a shovel. I finally found one buried behind a lot
of storage bins and boxes. I'd been digging around the tree for a good hour
when I felt someone come up behind me, with my heart in my throat I turned to
confront whoever it was.

"Timothy what are you
doing here?" I clutched at my throat.

"I could ask you the same thing. Where's
your watchdog?"

"Not now Timothy I'm busy here." How
could I hide what I was doing?

"Does he know you're here?"

"Why, what does it matter to you?"

"Just asking, I know how he hates letting
you out of his sight, always afraid someone's going to come along and snatch
you up."

He moved his hand to touch my
hair and I felt strange. I can't say that I've ever felt strange around Timothy
before but for some reason I was getting a really bad feeling in the pit of my
stomach. I pulled my head away at the last minute.

"What, your friends can't touch you now
Vicki? You know you were mine before you ever knew this guy."

"Timothy what the hell
are
you talking about? I was never yours we were friends that's all we've ever
been."

"We could've been more if you'd only given
me a chance. I was getting close I know I was but then you met him and
everything changed, suddenly I wasn't the most important thing in your life
anymore."

Was he crazy, why the hell
was he talking like that? "Timothy..."

"No Vicki this was fate, my dad sent me by
to drop off some stuff for Kenneth and here you are. It was meant to be now he
can't ever come between us."

"What the hell are you talking about, no
get your hands off of me."

I felt crippling fear when he
wrapped his arm around my neck and started dragging me away towards his truck.
I couldn't scream, I couldn't do anything but kick my feet. I felt darkness
descending from the stranglehold he had on me as he forced me into his vehicle.
I didn't exactly lose consciousness as I could feel the pavement under the
speeding wheels.

My heart thundered in my
chest as I thought of never seeing Roman again. Never hearing his laugh, never
seeing that sexy smirk of his, that boyish playfulness he showed when we were
relaxed. Never be able to run my fingers through his hair again. These thoughts
propelled me from near darkness and weakness to full on rage. No way, there was
no way Timothy Crafton was taking that away from me.

I reached over the seat and
started choking him. The truck swerved all over the road as he tried to get my
hands from around his neck. "Vicki stop it you'll kill us both."

"Stop the fucking truck, I'd rather be
dead than go with you." I used my nails to score his face making him
scream and release the wheel while he grabbed at his face. I bit scratched and
punched him in the face and head until the truck went off the road and into the
ditch. I had the door open and was off and running by the time he got out. I
heard him behind me but I refused to look back. I kept running back in the
direction we'd come, a stitch in my side.

Out of nowhere there was a
screech of burning rubber against asphalt. I heard doors opening and someone
screaming my name. It was the sweetest sound I'd ever heard followed by the
best feeling once I was falling into Roman's arms.

I looked up into his beloved face. "I'm
sorry, so sorry, I just needed to know."

"I've got you baby, I've got you."

Everything went black but I wasn't worried,
Roman will keep me safe, he would never let anything harm me, never.