Happy Wednesday, lovely folks. I'm switching things up a little for my mid week tease. As ever let me say thank you to the lovely Angelica Dawson here, who makes this blog hop possible every week.
I'm teasing from the beginning of my current WIP, tentatively titled Gabe's Revenge. I'm toying with the idea of Sold to the Monster as a title, but we'll see. This is a dark BDSM romance with a dangerous older hero.
To set the scene, Gabe has been called down to deal with an unwanted guest at his Casino. There is a lot of bad history between him and Andrini, and the latter has come to pay his debts...
“What the fuck is Andrini doing here?” More laughter came through his earpiece, and Gabe scowled at the doors. Why could this thing not go any faster?
“Boss, you wouldn’t believe me, if I told you. He’s gonna pay his debts, he says…”
The odd intonation in his second in command’s voice made the fine hair on Gabe’s neck stand up. Andrini was broke. Even the house he lived in with his daughter was mortgaged to the hilt. Gabe knew ‘cause he held the deeds and had been waiting for the right moment to pounce. That only left one asset the bastard could sell… Revenge was best served cold, but this left a foul taste in Gabe’s mouth.
Not for the first time he cursed the promise made to Lissandra’s mother, before she died from the bullet meant for Andrini.
“Look after my little girl, please, Gabe. Kill him if you have to but spare her. She’s an innocent in all this.”
Ghosts of a past when he actually had a beating heart in his chest. Was capable of emotions and listened to his conscience.
The doors finally slid open and Gabe entered through the kitchens.
“Keep him there. Where’s the girl now?” he tapped his ear to ask the question.
After a moment of static, he got his answer.
“See you figured out his method of payment then. Stowed her by the kitchens for you, boss. What do you want me to do with him?”
“Let him gamble, for now. He brought me what I wanted.”
A low whistle came through, before Gabe clicked off the communicator and slowed his steps as he rounded the corner. This side room was used by the kitchen staff for their breaks, but it was empty now, apart from one lone figure.
Revenge was in his grasp in the form of one luscious bundle of curves. Her light, flowery scent wrapped itself around him, and Lissandra gasped when he stepped up right behind her.
“What are you doing here, girl?”
She spun around at the sound of his voice, hands held up in defensive move. Her eyes widened, and her breathing sped up, when she appeared to recognize him. Sure enough, her next words confirmed his assessment.
“You’re Gabe.” She closed her eyes and shook her head. “Of course, you are but I don’t understand.” Gabe smirked, and she took a step back and another when he slowly advanced on her. Her back hit the wall, and a whimper escaped her when he put his hands either side of her shoulders and caged her in. Even with her killer heels on, she barely reached his chin. So small, and curvy, and downright delicious. Fear poured off her in waves and so help him, that turned him on, even as a small, long forgotten and buried deep part of his conscience brought out his protective streak.
“Please, I don’t know what’s going on. I just want to go home, please.”
Blue eyes, the color of the deepest ocean, pleaded with him, as she looked up at him. She was the picture of youthful innocence, but Gabe knew better than to fall for the oldest trick in the book. She was Andrini’s daughter, and until he knew for certain what game the fucking asshole was playing he would keep his guard up around this sweet young thing.
“There’ll be no going home, little girl. Your father owes me a lot of money, and until I get it, you will be staying with me.”
Those baby blues of hers pulled together in a deep frown, and she shook her head.
“You’re insane. I’m not staying with anyone, let alone you. I demand you let me go this instant.” She pushed against him, and Gabe laughed. While she was surprisingly strong for someone so little, she was no match for him. He grasped her wrists, and lifting her arms held them high above her head, while he pinned her to the wall with his body. Fuck him, this close to her, her soft curves fit against him in all the right places, as though she was made just for him. A ridiculous notion, but he hardened anyway. He knew the minute it dawned on her, because heat rose in her cheeks, and she stopped struggling.
Indulging himself, Gabe bent his head and inhaled deeply next to her ear. Her pulse jumped. He grinned and growled in her ear.
“Nice try, little girl, but you don’t get a say in this, at all. You’re mine now.” A shocked gasp reached his ears, and she resumed her struggles. When it didn’t get anywhere, she hissed at him through clenched teeth.
“I’ll never be yours, you… you bastard.”
Gabe threw his head back and laughed. Her knee came up in an attempt to emasculate him, but Gabe blocked that easily enough by shifting out of the way. Transferring her delicate wrists into just one of his hands, he ran his free one down her arm slowly.
“Now, now, little girl, that wasn’t very nice. Here we are just having a pleasant conversation and you try and do that.”
Lissandra glared up at him, her full, kissable lips pressed into a thin line of disapproval. “Let me go, damn you. You have no right to manhandle me like this. I’ll scream for help.”
“Go ahead. Be my guest. Do you honestly think it would get you anywhere? This is my casino, sweet thing.” She groaned but opened her mouth as though she was indeed about to launch into a screaming fit. “Know this, little girl, you start screeching, and I’ll put you over my knee.” He smiled grimly at her sharp intake of breath. “I’ll also find something to occupy your mouth and it won’t be a gag.”
He flexed his hips to prove his point, and another one of those cock hardening moans came from his captive.
“You wouldn’t dare.” That breathy denial served to make him harder, and he smirked down on her.
“Try me, little girl.”
Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound emerged other than her rapid breaths, and satisfied he’d made his point, Gabe released her and stepped away. She immediately wrapped her arms around herself and shook her head.
“Good girl, see, we’ll get along just fine.”
“You can’t do this. Papa won’t let you.” You had to admire the girl’s spunk, as she dropped her arms, and jutted her chin up and out in defiance.
“Your dear Papa won’t get a choice, but by all means let’s ask him.” Gabe tapped his communicator. “Bring in Andrini, will you.”
“Sure thing, boss.”
Hope flared in her expressive eyes and he almost felt sorry for her, until Andrini’s slurred voice grated on his nerves.
“Tell your buffoons to get your hands off me, Henshaw.”
Gabe turned slowly and let his gaze wander over his nemesis. The man looked a mess. Years of drinking and gambling had taken its toll, and from the looks of it he was half cut again. Sure enough, Lissandra’s sigh spoke volumes.
“Really, Papa, you promised.”
Andrini shook off the hold Gabe’s men still had on him and ignored his daughter.
“What do you want from me, Henshaw. You got your payment.”
Lissandra’s sharp intake of breath spoke volumes as did her strangled exclamation.
“Papa, no, you didn’t.”
Again, the man ignored his only child, stuffed his hands into his trouser pockets and pushed his chest out in a vain attempt to make himself appear bigger than he was. Gabe swallowed down his disgust at the fucking weasel. Andrini reeked off stale cigars, alcohol and desperation.
“Tell me one good reason why I should accept this payment.” He glanced toward Lissandra and a twinge of unease settled in his gut. She’d gone so pale, she looked as though she might faint, and her perfectly manicured hands would leave gouges in her soft skin, so hard was her grip on her forearms. “I can take any pussy I want. What makes this one so special? You do know how much you owe me, right? I could destroy your miserable little existence in a second.”
He deliberately turned his back on the girl, but he heard her shocked gasp loud and clear.
No doubt she now thought him a monster.
“She’s my daughter.” Andrini’s voice rose to a falsetto screech that hurt Gabe’s ears. The man’s double chin wobbled and sweat broke out on his upper lip.
“So?” Gabe asked. He turned and made a big show of studying the terrified girl. At least he had his answer. She wasn’t in league with her father on this. She was too still, too utterly shocked for this to be an act, and her father was a cock sucking asshole to put her through this. “That makes her tainted goods as far as I’m concerned.”
Lissandra opened her mouth as though to protest, but one shake of his head stopped her. She dropped her head instead, and that twitch of unease turned into a lump of stone at the bottom of his stomach.
“How dare you. She’s a virgin and fertile. I had her doctor confirm it. She would fetch a grand prize in Ollivanti’s auctions. She’s… fuck.”
Gabe planted his fist in the vile asshole’s face and stopped the man’s tirade. The sound of the fucker’s nose breaking under his knuckles, blood spurting everywhere, followed by the coward’s howl of pain masked the girl’s whispered exclamation.
“Papa.” One word, which held a word of pain and betrayal and made Gabe want to wrap his hands around her so called father’s meaty neck and strangle him with his bare hands.
“Quit that sniveling, Andrini. Boys, take her back to the house. She doesn’t need to hear any more.”
Like the well-oiled team his men were, they sprang into action and surrounded Lissandra, but she resisted.
“No, I want to stay. What auctions? What the hell did you do, Papa? Why? I told you I’ll find a job. We can get out of this, we—”
“Don’t be so fucking naïve.” Andrini’s snarl interrupted her, as he spat blood on the floor in front of her. “You’re so like your useless mother. She couldn’t have given me a son, could she? Someone to be proud of, to carry on the business. No, she gave me you. Utterly fucking worthless, but at least you’re good for this. Count yourself lucky I’m giving you to him.” He spat more blood and fixed his bloodshot eyes on Gabe.
“You need an heir to carry on our business. She’ll give you one. I figured you didn’t want to impregnate one of your whores, and this makes us even.” He sneered and puffed out his chest again. “I took her mother off you, so now you get the daughter. Fair is fair and all that, right.”
Gabe had heard enough. One well-placed upper cut snapped the fucker’s head back, another one to the gut made him hunch over and fall to his knees.
“Get her the fuck out of here now.”
His men swung into action, and Gabe vented his frustration on the asshole by beating the shit out of him. By the time he was done the fucker was a bleeding, unmoving mess on his floor, and Gabe flexed his bruised knuckles.
“Go and dump him in an alley somewhere, boys.”
Poor girl, though as I said in my reader group she loses a dead beat father and gains a Daddy, so it's not all as bad it seems.... ;-) Plus, you just know when Gabe falls he'll fall hard, right?
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