The runaway bride.

r I would find myself homeless someda

sometimes I just asked for things to challenge his promises. He always proved himself right. Carlo Holland had a knack

He wasn't a contractor for a wealthy man like my Mom and I knew him to be. He was an assassin for Casteel's father. He had tailored his life around k

eel disco

im behind a half-shut door, eavesdropping upon his conversation

hat walked with him no matter how much of a gen

boundaries drawn to protect me from the world of bloodshed, even though he ha

eyes held a promise that he would h

e wanted. So, I shifted cities, ran from everything that was associated with him, and settled in a noo

n, found myself a best friend to die for, and

died and all he

mands. I went as close to being his bride but last-minute adrenaline w

the path would lead me straig

ments with hardwood floors and wood- paneled walls. I glance at the classy decor where one seating area has a semi-circular silver couch standing opposite a wall TV. The place has plenty of na

itchen's that way," Reece informs me, directing a finger towards different directions of the 78th-floor penthouse of the

his hips, blowing an exasperated sigh between two

can take the couch here too. Ther

y bride still dressed in her wedding gown which has been soiled with our chase at the constru

s wealth was nothing comp

Mine's opposite yours along the hallway. Don't..." He lifts a finger for emphasis. "...even think about disturbin

m, dazzled by the thought of having

" Reece groans and I know wh

at him like he hung the moon. He t

e. I can't imagine Ryan offering me a s

or

ching his scent and letting it calm my raging thoughts as he guides me through a hallway

of areas is surrounded by windows with an automatic shutter system that Reece turns off so that the shutters slide up, revealing a beautiful view of the LA skyline. The room

g me a look that says he can't underst

uestions, tilting his head and the warm glow from th

ottom of my body. I back away, my nails of one hand ni

ook up to find him towering over me, backing me against the window. His pres

etween his body and the window instead. He l

stions," he says, smoothl

ques

t everything? What does it take t

t under

ese?" He taunts me

mutter. "I k

mar his crisp shirt. "You have a mouth on you. I have ways of stuf

u a blowJob if that's what you're implyi

l clothes still on, sans her phone and everything she owns. Reece slides his han

u don't go out of the house without me. There's a code for the penthouse but even then, y

uire, my nerves

no one can deter from. "Lastly, don't torment me with your presence. Do whatever

all? Not even for

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ave no

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s a bi

t of that before be

I cross my arms. "Fine. I'm in n

smirk takes ownership o

t of his stomach, the hint of abs underneath the cotton, the way the muscles in his strong forearms flex now that he has his sleeves rolled up, the tattoos that cover

t one o

elly which has been devoid of food for a long time now. The

ishes. He doesn't

disgust. "Take a shower first. The bathroom'

can c

not having a cook? Pay atte

I have told him countless times already not to call me that.

ssly, a part of me feeling genuinely fascinated b

wering my question as he spins on

ner," he announces before stepping out

that have taken independence to make me anxious. My head spins slightly

keeps reminding me that I am not supposed to be here, that

taking a look at my shabby appearance in the mirror. I look nothing like the bride Casteel had me adorned as. My gown is torn in places, the white material covere

oulless. I remove the veil, placing it against the vanity, an

ing that this isn't my home and

sturb him but turns out, I will be br

ors, at the other end of the hallway and the one I saw Reece walking toward. I

with an infuriated-looking Reeec with his hair dripping w

ly, the air rushing out of my lungs, w

glistening from the shower that I interrupted him from. Sinewy muscles form a lean shape that oozes sexual appe

s na

full display - semi-hard, thick, and with a fucking

arries a stoic expression like he doesn'

eyes but the sight of his cock with that

ice is harsh and my whole body shivers at

I blabber, shifting on my feet and keeping my

then reappear. Something soft presses against my cheek, making

with quive

d of the doors banging shut behind me falls like the u