Read Lyon's Angel (The Lyon) Online
Authors: Jordan Silver
I made it
back in record time my whole crew was standing around outside ready for battle.
I jumped from the~truck and composed myself before I did or said something
regretful; it was no one's fault I had to keep telling myself that. They were
not responsible for keeping watch over her, they were all at work in the back;
they all knew she'd been in the office alone but in the end it was not their
responsibility. With my arms folded and legs spread apart I addressed them.
"What the fuck happened?"
Cyrus started talking seems he was the one that'd seen what
went down. By the time he was finished I was way beyond pissed and well into
homicidal territory. Motherfuck me when will it end?
"Are we calling the cops Colt what about Drake?"
"Nah Jared I know who took her, mount up."
From the description Cyrus gave me I knew who it was.~
"I couldn't get to them in time boss I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault Cyrus, it's okay, I know who took
her."
"So we're gonna go get her now?"
"Not you you stay here."
"But..."
"You
know how she feels about you, she won't want you to get hurt, you stay here,
I'll go get her I'll bring her back I promise."
"Rossetti." It was
all I needed to say for my boys to know what was about to go down. I'm not sure
if he'd made it out of the city with her but I was pretty sure he was working
on fumes and not thinking too clearly and all because of me. She's in danger because
of me. Only heaven knows what torture she's going through right now. I couldn't
think about that now that shit would destroy me, I had to get her out first and
there was no doubt in my mind that I would get her back and when I did I was
never letting her out of my fucking sight again.
I didn't even try to hide my approach just walked right up to his
door and kicked the shit in; I heard feet moving quickly and followed the
sound. He was sitting in his home office looking a little rough around the edges,
there were scratches down one side of his face; good my girl had got in a shot.
"Where is she James?"
"Who?"
He fidgeted a little and moved around some papers on his desk, my
boys filed in behind me. I saw the fuck swallow in fear before he tried to man
up.
"Do not fuck with me, where the fuck is my woman?"
"Why would I know where your little bitch is?"
"Mistake number be, I'll ask you again, where the fuck is
she?"~
I walked around his desk and grabbed his scrawny neck in my hand;
it took everything not to snap that shit right then and there but if he'd
stashed her somewhere I'd never find out if I killed him the fuck.
"I don't know what you're talking about I haven't seen the
little tramp since the last time we....met." He smirked at me and it was
then I realized that he was on something.
"You're fucking high you piece a shit, where the fuck is she
and no more bullshit or I'll end you right fucking now."
"I'll make you a deal, you sign over your shares of my
family's company and I'll tell you where I buried her alive." He grinned
at me and I had to check Jared who had started forward.
"You didn't have enough time motherfucker and I don't
negotiate with assholes but I'll tell you what, you~tell me where she is and
I'll let you live. You don't tell me in the next thirty seconds and it's bye
bye."
I put pressure on his throat and squeezed.
"Tie this fucker to the chair I'm gonna have some fun with
this shit before I finish him." Inside I was as scared as I'd ever been in
my fucking life; what if he was telling the truth and he'd buried her somewhere
or worse yet what if she was in the clutches of his demented sister? I had to
get him to talk.
Jared did the honors of tying his arms and legs to the chair while
he struggled ineffectively.
"Sure you don't want to talk jimmy, this is your last
chance."
"Fuck you, I'll give you what you want if you give me what I
want."
"Search outside boys."~
They spread out around the outside of the house while I stayed
behind with our prisoner.
I walked
around the room looking for what I needed, as I neared the door I heard a
muffled sound coming from down the hall, leaving him tied to the chair I went
looking for where it came from.
She was
tied spread eagled on the bed; her arms and legs tied to the posts all she had
on was a camisole and some underwear. Looks like I got here just in time.
I took the gag from between her lips."Did he touch you
baby?"She shook her head no. My baby was scared as fuck.
I untied her and hugged her to me taking in her scent, now I could
breathe again, fuck.
I covered her in her torn clothes that looked like he'd ripped
them from her body. Then I took my tee shirt off and put that over her for
extra coverage.
"Colton."
"I know baby I'm right here, just hold on for me okay, you
sure he didn't hurt you?"
"No I think......" She started to shake and my guts
hurt; I had to bite my tongue to keep from screaming out my rage. I helped her
off the bed and into my arms and walked down the hall and out the door to my
truck.
Using our special whistle I called the guys in; I walked a little
ways away from her so she couldn't overhear.
"Burn it."
"What about him?
"What about him, he stays; wait until I get my woman outta
here."
"Right boss."
"What the fuck am I supposed
to do with a daughter?"
I was hyperventilating and my father the smoking doctor was having
one of his philosophical moments, why was this dude always in a lecturing mood
when he was high?
"Son you need to calm down, the baby's not even here yet and
you're already a mess."
"Daniel would you put that shit out already, I hope when our
granddaughter gets here you put a stop to this nonsense."
"You still jealous of my freedoms there chief?"
"No I'm tired of having contact highs every time I'm within
two feet of you."
"Whatever anyway like I was saying son, you need to
chill."
"That's easy for you to say your wife's not about to give
birth to a girl." What the fuck did I just say? I'd lost my fucking mind. Kat
had been to the doctor today to find out the sex of our first child which will
be here in two months which was a whole two months after our wedding which had
been amazing if I do say so myself.
Anyway when the doctor told us that we were having a little girl
my world shifted, I'd been prepared for a boy but not this. I hadn't said
anything in the doctor's office because Kat had been grinning from ear to ear
happy as fuck.
"I can't have a girl, I'll be killing motherfuckers left and
right, I can't do this shit."
"Colton son, I hate to be the one to tell you this but you're
not the first man to have a daughter, many have come before you and I dare say
there will be many more after."
Oho, they find this shit funny; even Cyrus was getting in on it.
"You guys are not helping me, why is no one helping me?"
"Maybe because you're acting nuts?"
"Thanks chief real insightful." I rubbed my stomach
where that gnawing pain had started ever since I'd heard the words you're
having a little girl. Why me?
"I'm going in and telling her we're not doing this
shit."
"Son you've already made us look bad enough already stay your
sorry ass out here with us you don't want them to laugh you to shame again do
you?"
"But dad..."
"Listen to your father boy for once he's making sense, that
in there before was bad." Drake shook his head at me like he was
disappointed, fuck if I care. Damn straight I'd stood up in a room full of Lyon
women and forbidden Kat to give me a daughter, I needed sons only sons, I
haven't the first clue what to do with a daughter.
"Here comes your woman boy, try to find your balls."
It wasn't right to want to pop your old man one was it?
She came over to me and I could tell she was trying hard not to
laugh in my face.
"Let's go home baby, you've had a long day."
Interpretation 'it's time to go home you've made enough of an ass
of yourself for one day.' What the fuck ever.
The day James took her was always with me, just something new for
me to fucking obsess over. She on the other hand seemed to be over that shit;
says it’s because she knows I've got her. That's good it means she trusts her
man to always protect her, now if she'll just keep her little ass quiet my life
would be perfect. I tried locking her down in the house but her girls released
her, mom Char and Tina. Of course they each took turns tearing into me but I
ignored their asses. She was now the proud owner of a watch with a tracking
device so that not only her vehicles were tractable. Too bad I don't believe in
that chip shit or she'd already be implanted. Fucking Tina had moved back here
and was always in my shit like Elena and Char weren't bad enough now I gotta
deal with her nosy ass too. She and Drake were apparently working on their shit
whatever.
Jennifer had
sworn to anyone that would listen that I had something to do with the fire that
had taken her brother's life but she couldn't prove shit. The coroner's
findings of an unusually high percentage of a narcotic in his system was
all that was needed for the public to believe the fuck had gotten high and
burned his shit. I knew I could trust my boys to do shit right, good thing I
hadn't shot the fucker.
Jennifer's crazy had extended to her showing up at our wedding
looking like she'd just been rescued from a deserted island; screaming about Kat
destroying her life and how she was gonna kill her. That proved to be the last
straw for her already distraught parents who were in attendance. Last I heard
she'd been packed off to a facility somewhere; I'll be keeping an eye on her
ass too.~
Now here we are Kat has been
driving me crazy for the last few months she doesn't listen for shit; it's like
the whole experience made her freer or some shit. Now she gets into more shit
than a little bit. She suspected that we'd had something to do with the fire
but the one time she'd asked I'd looked her in her face and denied everything.
She doesn't need to know that shit; Drake didn't even bother he'd just looked
at me and shook his head on the way out the door. I could've sworn he'd mumbled
something about can't off everybody who messes with her but whatever. I'm no
killer, at least I don't see myself as such, I'm just the motherfucker that
takes care of shit if you fuck with what's mine. This is why I'm trying to keep
my hard headed ass wife in the damn house and out of danger and now she's
pulling this shit on me.
"Babe we gotta talk about this."
"Okay baby we'll talk at home come on say bye to the others
okay?"
That's another thing all day since we left the doctor's office
she's been talking to me like I was fucked in the head or some shit. When had I
lost my power in the relationship, her spoilt ass was gonna get it.
We said our goodbyes and I helped her into the truck, no bike for
my girl her tummy was too much for that it was round and cute as fuck; I loved
the way she looked all ripe and shit. I also loved the fact that her hormones
were out of whack; she was even more of a kinky freak these days.
I started my appeal as soon as we got in the truck.
"Baby I can't do this shit."
"What shit Colton?"
"Daughter, the word alone makes me break out in a
sweat."
"Okay." I almost ran off the road.
"What?" I looked over at her sharply as I righted the
car.
"If you don't want her...." Her voice was small and
hurt.
My heart fucking hurt; what the fuck was I doing, where had my
head gone? I'd been so busy worrying about what having a teenage daughter would
mean for my life and how hard I thought that shit would be that I hadn't
realized what I was doing to her. I pulled over on the shoulder of the road,
the house was only two minutes away but this couldn't wait.
"Fuck babe, I'm sorry; don't know where I went in my head but
I'm straight now, can't wait to meet my little princess." I rubbed her
tummy and barely caught the eye roll out the side of my eye. See what I mean,
somehow she'd learned how to play me.
"Let's go home."
"Uh huh." I'm gonna have to do something about her shit.
Her pregnant pussy was even
tighter and juicier than normal if that could be believed, it was a huge turn
on for me to see her swollen with my kid, I don't know why, it just did
something to me and since I'd overcome my jerk think about having a daughter
things were once again all good.