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Forbidden Lust
Tales of the Forbidden
Book Four

by Jaden Sinclair

 

 

 

 

 

Published by

Melange Books, LLC

White Bear Lake, MN 55110

www.melange-books.com

 

Forbidden Lust, Copyright 2013 by Jaden Sinclair

 

ISBN: 978-1-61235-585-6

 

Names, characters, and incidents depicted in this book are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author or the publisher. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

 

Published in the United States of America.

 

Cover Art by Caroline Andrus

 

 

 

 

Forbidden Lust

Jaden Sinclair

 

Darius Alistair never thought he would live the happily ever after life. Privately, he lusted after the one girl that could destroy all of his friendships, but like most things in his life, Darius is willing to lose everything to have this one woman. Makayla!

Makayla Tabor wants nothing more in her life than to be stable and stay home, but her brother in law has other plans and keeps her from the only home she’s ever known. On a rare visit, she gets one of many shocks in her life. She’s taken to the ‘Compound’.

Now married to one of the four rogues of Cane, she must deal with her feelings and a past that Darius has kept hidden far too long. But as much as he might try to shield her from things left buried, he is unable to shield her from his lust, no matter how forbidden it might be.

 

 

Table of Contents

 

"Forbidden Lust"

 

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

 

About the Author

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Chapter One

 

Darius Alistair stood in the yard of his new home, feeling a new sense of accomplishment at all the changes happening in his life. He’d been gone from Treece for a year. Blaine had checked in, so had Devon, but not Dane. Dane knew why Darius had left; knew why he always came back, and knew what he wanted. Makayla. That knowledge put a strain on their friendship—a strain that bothered Darius big time.

“Mr. Alistair!” The contractor came out of the house, a big smile on his face. “Welcome home.”

Welcome home.
A short statement that had Darius grinning while he stared up at his new house, which he’d designed specifically for shock value alone, and for a fresh start—a new life for him in Treece.

A three story house—four, if you included the basement—had been built, walls structured oval-sided, high vaulted windows and, without a doubt, was something to look at. Darius made it a point to build the house in an isolated place and, unless you knew where to look, precisely, you wouldn’t find it. He’d bought up as much of the surrounding land as he could get his hands on, then had all the roads taken out, leaving only one way in, and one way out.

The home had a tropical feel to it and fit perfectly on the property. Rock covered the whole front of the house, and sand stone the rest of it. So far, what he saw on the outside exceeded all of his expectations.

“Please, follow me,” the contractor said.

The entrance stole his breath away—all open space, and a light airy feeling. In the center of the room was a huge Persian rug with matching white sofas facing each other, end tables on each side, and a long table in the middle. A set of marble stairs curved to the second floor. Looking up, Darius saw that the house, indeed, had three stories, only you couldn’t tell it from the outside.

“The second floor has the five bedrooms you wanted, each with a bathroom of its own.” The contractor headed for the stairs and Darius followed him up. All the way around to the left side of the house they walked until the contractor paused before a set of double doors then opened them with a flourish. “The master bedroom,” he announced.

“Wow!” Darius gasped, going inside.

The oval-shaped bed was built in the middle of the room, with a curving wall behind it with a dresser built into the walls and facing the large floor to ceiling windows. A built in sofa hugged the oval wall under a window, night stands matching the oak wood were positioned on either side of the bed. The bed happened to be up one step and at the foot of the bed was a built in television encased in wood.

“Sir.” The carpenter stood off to the left, his arm out for Darius to follow him.

They went through a wide hallway that also turned out to be a walk through closet. On one side were built in dresser drawers, the other side a place to hang his clothes. The room which connected to the closet led into the bathroom.

A large, oval-shaped tub with jets had been set in front of a window, a walk-in shower beside it and toilet. Opening the door, Darius found himself back out in the wrap around, balcony style hallway.

“I must say, I’m
liking
it, so far.”

“Then by all means, let me show you the rest of the house.”

The carpenter escorted him through a large dining room and kitchen, a den and a workout room. In the basement was a wine cellar, another bathroom with shower and a built in spa per his request. Everything was, without question, worth the money he spent. Now all he had to do was finish it by bringing Makayla home. That was going to be a challenge all its own.

Darius spent most of the rest of the day moving in. He had people to interview that would staff the house—not too many, though—three to work inside and two outside. They were to start at the end of the week, leaving him alone to get settled in.

He hung up his clothes, stocked the wine cellar, went out for food to stock the kitchen and watched a crew of moving men deliver and set up his gym on the top floor. All in all, the move had been productive, and completed in a day.

With drink in hand, he moved around the house, music drifting up to the rooms from below. He sipped his drink while the sun began to set. Everything was moving into place and now, as so many had remarked, he could settle down in a place truly his own.

At midnight, he decided to call it a night. Coming down to the second floor he stopped when he saw lights flashed into the windows. Moving to the balcony on the second floor, he opened the double set of glass doors and watched as a car pulled into his driveway. When it stopped, and the driver turned off the engine, the car door opened. Darius saw someone he hadn’t expected to see step out of the car.

Darius grinned when he recognized the man. “Why am I not surprised?”

Devon Noved looked up and smiled. “Got a drink?”

Darius gave a quick nod. “Come on in.” He went back inside, turned left and went down the small hallway that had a spiral staircase going up all three floors. He went down and met Devon just as he was coming inside.

“Impressive,” Devon said.

“Thanks.” Darius went over to one of the small wet bars he’d set up a few hours ago. “So how’d you know I was back?” He poured Devon some scotch, put two ice cubes in it before turning and handing it over. He ambled over to a sofa and sank into it with a sigh.

“Small town, you know that.” Devon followed him, taking a seat across from him. “And word got out about the staff you just hired.” He took a drink. “Dane knows your back also.”

“And is that why you came all the way out here? To let me know that Dane knows I’m back.”

“Naw, I wanted to see the new place.” Devon added, “Sort of watched them build this place, and I have to say I didn’t see this coming as the end result.” He looked around. “Still can’t believe you tore the old house down.”

“Out with the old, in with the new.” Darius watched Devon closely. On a sigh, he sat forward, put his glass down on the table in front of him and looked Devon right in the eye. “Okay, out with it.”

“With what?”

“Don’t bullshit me, Devon. It’s too damn late for this to be a social call. Give.”

“Don’t do it, man.”

“Shit,” Darius groaned, standing back up. “Is this why you came over so late? To tell me not to go after her?”

“Already you and Dane are on opposite sides here. He looks at Makayla like a little sister and knows your past. Can you really blame him for not wanting you messing with her with the kind of record you have?”

“Since when did he become so damn honorable?” he snapped back.

“None of us are,” Devon groaned. “And I think that’s why he’s so against this shit. He knows firsthand what happens in there and knows what kind of man you are.”

“He can’t have it both ways.” Darius moved over to the back windows, staring out at the night with hands in pockets. “He can’t keep her out of town all the time, and not expect me to try if I get an open window.”

“And you can’t expect me to not try to come out here and keep the peace.”

Darius huffed, “No I can’t do that.”

“You both are my best friends. The two of you put me and Blaine in a very awkward position and I’m telling you right now we’re not going to take sides.”

“I’m not asking you to take sides.”

“No, but your actions are.” Darius looked over his shoulder with a deep frown at Devon. “Tell me what you’d do if you were in my shoes.”

Devon also stood up put his glass on the table and shoved his hands into his pockets. “The same thing I know you’re about to do.”

Darius watched him turn and head for the front door. Nothing more was said. Devon walked out of the house, back to his car and simply drove away. Darius turned back to the window, staring out at the night. His mind once more went back to her. He wondered what she was doing, who her friends were and if by some crazy chance, she ever wondered about him.

Hell, he knew that when she came home he was never around and the others were. Did that make her question it? She had to know that they all were good friends, or at least at one time, they were. He knew that as soon as Dane figured it all out the friendship would come into play. But he also didn’t think Dane would let it get this far. He thought their friendship meant more to him. Boy, wasn’t Darius wrong there?

Soon Makayla would be twenty-two. His gut told him that Dane’s grandmother, Berdina, would be sneaking her into town for her birthday. Twenty-five was the cut off for the Compound, and already he heard that the woman was doing all she could to make sure Makayla stayed out of town until she was too old. The big twenty-first birthday party happened to be something special, but right after Makayla’s party ended she’d been whisked away. He hadn’t even had the chance to think about having her summoned.

Oh, he knew that Dane and Samara had her come home here and there, and that they kept it very quiet. Dane didn’t want Darius to know she was back, for fear that he
would
have her summoned, just as Dane had done with Samara.

Samara happened to be just fine with the idea, but not Dane. For some strange reason Dane didn’t think Darius could change his bad boy ways, nor did he think he was good enough for Makayla. That knowledge had put a big strain on their friendship.

Since Dane had decided when it came to Makayla, the rules of the game would be played differently. He wouldn’t give Dane any heads up just like Dane wasn’t giving him any. Besides, Darius had his own contacts, his own method of getting information.

His cell buzzed in his back pocket. Pulling it out, Darius didn’t bother with seeing who it might be.

“Yeah,” he answered.

“She’s packing to go home.”

Darius closed his eyes, his gut felt like millions of tiny flies were flying around in it. The only other time he ever felt so nervous over doing something was his first time having sex. Now he felt that way all over again.

“When?” he asked.

“The car just got here. She should be at the house very early in the morning and is only staying for a couple of days. They’re flying her out of the country for a world-tour vacation and she won’t be back until after she’s twenty-five.”

“How many know she’s heading back?” Darius turned away from the window jogged to the stairs and took them two at a time up to the second floor. He raced to his new office with the cell still up to his ear.

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