Chapter 25

CHAPTER 25

KIERRA

W e end up at the back of the hotel and in a different elevator than last time. I don't question it, but he explains it anyway. "Until I know what's going on, I'm taking extra precautions to ensure your safety. If you're at risk, I won't take any chances."

"Thank you."

He drags his hand down his face, obviously irritated with me, and barks, "Come on," as the elevator doors slide open.

I follow him inside, and he turns and points to the couch. "Sit."

While I'm tempted to refuse, it doesn't feel like now is the time to show off my inner brat as Amira calls it, so I take a seat on the sectional as instructed.

"Who is this man? I assume it's another fucking man."

Pacing back and forth like a caged animal, he runs a hand through his hair. "I want to know everything, Kierra. Leave nothing out."

I shake my head. "Not like you probably think. And it's not a man, it's men."

He stuffs his hands in his pockets as he stares at me with an arched brow. "Who are these men?"

Shrugging my shoulders, I tell him the truth. "I don't know, Sin. I honestly don't know who they are. They've been hunting me for years. They always catch up to me and then I run again. I've stayed in one place too long this time, this is why I need to go."

He drags his hand through his hair. "So, men are after you, but you don't know who they are. This sounds crazy, Kierra. Why would men randomly come after you?"

I swipe at the millionth tear that has fallen down my cheek tonight. "It isn't random. I walked in when they were killing my family and there's been a target on my back ever since."

Sin walks over and sits beside me and I'm almost afraid to ask, but I do anyway. "Are you angry with me?"

He lets out a long sigh, "I am annoyed that you didn't tell me. And I'm fucking furious with myself for letting you go. Had I known, I would've kept you here with me, at least until you were safe. Why didn't you tell me?"

The truth is that I don't even have an answer for that. Not one that would please him, so I won't even bother trying.

"This wasn't something I had planned with you. My intention was to sell my virginity and get enough money to leave the country. I hoped if I got far enough away, they wouldn't find me. When you pushed me against the lockers tonight, I thought my time was up. And then, when your friend grabbed me, I was sure he was with them."

He shakes his head. "No, baby girl. He's a good guy."

I giggle. "He doesn't look like a good guy."

With a laugh, he says, "Okay, he's not a good guy. He's a good, bad guy. He is a great friend and a business partner. You're mine, so he will protect you the same as if you were his. Trust me, Kierra, when we find these men, they will be sorry they ever came after you or your family."

I want to believe they'll find them and do whatever they need to so I'll be safe, but how can that possibly happen when we don't know who they are?

As if he can hear my every thought, he says, "Have a little faith in me. Why don't you take a shower? You can get changed into one of my t-shirts while I call Bones. We need his help with this."

I nod. "And you're sure he's not with them?"

He smiles softly, "Yeah baby, I'm sure. Why are you so sure he's one of them?"

Shrugging, I admit, "I don't know. Maybe it's the tattoos."

Kissing the top of my head, he speaks and his voice comes out sounding thick with emotion, "Go shower. I swear to you, he won't hurt you. I'd kill him if he tried. You're safe here, baby girl. No harm will come to you."

I have no choice but to put my faith in Sin at this point because the thought of leaving him behind is possibly as devastating as death. No one has ever made me feel like he does. He promises safety and for the first time in years; I think I might be safe with him. Do I know letting my guard down might prove dangerous? Yes, I really do, but I'm so tired of running. Exhausted really. Maybe Sin and his incredibly dangerous looking friend can help me. It's risky maybe, but at this point I'll take my chances.

"Shower."

"Daddy," I pout because I want him with me as always.

He chuckles. "That brat is never too far away, is she? Do as you're told, baby girl, so I can get rid of those assholes."

"Yes, Daddy."

I rise from the sofa, and he swats my ass. "Good girl."

Not being able to help myself, I wiggle my ass, and he chuckles, "Later, baby girl. I will spank that beautiful ass later."