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With a groan, I grasped her wrists and kept them pinned behind her head. I pushed fast and firm, relinquishing the slowness for a rapid pace. Biting pleasure rippled through me with every thrust. She was coming apart, unable to control her whimpers. I devoured her mouth with mine, then nipped and bit at her neck.
“Christ, Hayley.” My groans sounded animalistic in my ear. “Lose yourself. I need you to climax.” I let her wrists go and fitted my hand between us, my fingers pinching her clit. I pushed down hard on her, thrusting into her apex with my cock, and swirling my hips in circles.
She lifted herself to meet me, and came within seconds, crying out my name. “Pierce!!!”
I sat back on my knees and fisted my cock, grunting as my balls drew up tight into my body. I ripped off the condom, tossed my head back and, with a grunt, shot my load onto her luscious tits. Our sweat-sticky bodies melded as I collapsed on top of her. I pressed my lips to her forehead.
“That was so freaking hot.” She kissed my chest.
I stroked her shoulders, whispering how much I loved her and how I was so fucking proud of her.
Out of the blue, my cellphone rang on the nightstand. What the fuck?!
I reached for it. Checked the caller ID. Dad.
Bloody hell, his timing was spot-on. Not.
“What now?” I barked down the line.
“Thought you should know. Ramos has been spotted in France. It was on the evening news…”
Shit. Shit. Shit.
“Have you transferred the money yet?” Dad went on to ask.
“I’ll get onto it first thing.”
Fucking blackmailer.
I disconnected the call. Hayley had gone to get a washcloth from the bathroom. I sat still while she cleaned us up.
She tilted her head toward me. “What’s wrong?”
I wrapped my arms around her and told her. “It doesn’t necessarily mean Ramos will head for the Far East. But we’ll have to be careful. Just in case.”
She leaned away from me. “Have you told the band about him breaking parole yet?”
“I’ll fill them in tomorrow.”
They needed to know, of course they did. But how the fuck will I come clean about something I should have come clean about years ago? The guys knew nothing about my past. They had no clue about my connection with Ramos.Chapter 23HayleyPierce called a band meeting the morning after we’d arrived in Tokyo. “I want you to be there with me, sweetheart,” he said after he’d messaged Jake. “I’ll need your support.” He paused and took a sip of his breakfast coffee. “There’s something I haven’t fully explained to you…”
“Oh?” I crossed my arms.
He glanced away from me. “The guys don’t know about me and Ramos.” His deep blue eyes swept back to me, and I saw how he was hurting. Saw the guilt he still carried for his teacher’s death.
“Oh, honey,” I took his cup from him, and climbed into his lap. “Of course, I’ll be there for you. I’ll always be there for you.”
He kissed me…a kiss full of sadness. “As I’ll be there for you, love.” He lifted me and put me down on the carpeted floor. “Guess we’d better go and face the music.”
I threaded my fingers through his, and we made our way to Jake’s executive suite.I watched the guys’ expressions as Pierce told his story. I was expecting them to be pissed at him for not fessing up before…but I was wrong. They jumped up in unison and formed a huddle around him, clapping him on the back and saying how sorry they were.
“I remember the incident,” Axel murmured. “Fucking terrible.”
Jake took a more pragmatic stance. “What makes you think Ramos could afford the expense of travel to the Far East? I mean, he doesn’t come from a wealthy background and he’s been in jail for a decade…”
Pierce shook his head. “He made thousands from his drug trafficking and extortion activities, but the police weren’t able to recover the loot.”
“Fuck,” Zach exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Pierce said. “His parents returned to the Philippines shortly after he was given a life sentence. Maybe they took his dirty money home with them? They could send him the cash now.”
Rhys flipped his long, dark hair from his rugged face. “I don’t get why you’re so worried…we have excellent security. Our own personal bodyguards. I think you’re being a bit paranoid, man.”
“I hope to God that’s the case,” Pierce muttered, pulling a drumstick from his jeans pocket, and spinning it between his knuckles.
Jake rubbed at his chin. “I’ll warn Mike and Joe. Ensure they’re extra vigilant.” He turned to me. “You okay about this, Hayley? Not scared?”
“Nope. I’m good.” And I was. In my heart of hearts, I thought Pierce was acting a tad obsessive about Ramos. But I didn’t blame him, not after all he’d gone through…
Jake picked up his tablet and started to search. “This is the statement Ramos made shortly before he was paroled.” He raised the device to eye level and began to read, “I did a terrible thing when I killed Mr. Phillips...I have been rightly punished and I have always understood that I should not be released until I had changed and was no longer dangerous...I know that some people will not be able to accept that I have changed or that I should be allowed my freedom,” Jake continued reading. “I also know that I will spend the rest of my life atoning for my crime and mean to do so by living quietly and decently.”
