Page 14 of Ruthless Elites


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Micah

I’veneverbeeninsuch a run-down, sad part of town before.

When I ventured to the warehouse district, I thought that was the worst part of Savannah. However, this was far worse. Driving through the trailer park, I couldn’t help but stare at the broken-down trailers that were in desperate need of repairs and new paint. Women in barely any clothing walked through the uneven street, eyes glazed over, and waving and calling at me. Kids ran around barefoot and dirty, no adults in sight to watch out for them. Then, there was Stella’s trailer.

I knew that when I made a decision to come down here, I would be driving into a different world. Still, I never expected to find such depravity. I pulled my white Range Rover over and prayed the gravel wouldn’t scratch the paint of my freshly waxed car. With the envelope filed with the money tightly in my hands, I got out of my car and walked over to the mailbox which looked like it would fall over with just a simple touch. The air was thick and humid, but a stench of weed and garbage filtered through the air and my stomach churn. This was like some third-world country.

A woman smoking on her porch watched me with curious eyes. Her hair was in disarray and her clothes hung off her too thin frame. Trying not to make eye contact with her, I picked up the pace as I moved toward the mailbox. However, something caught my attention from the trailer. The door was wide open and bent. Clearly, someone had broken in. A strange sense of urgency rushed through me as I thought about Stella living here.

She was beautiful beyond the normal standards of beauty. Sure, she had a rough exterior clearly created from living in such a dangerous world, but she also had soft eyes and a body that made my dick stand at attention every time I thought about her. When she straddled her bike, my mind imagined it was my cock that she was riding instead. When those perky lips were yelling at me, I imagined them wrapped around my dick. She was sexy as hell and had no business living in a place like this.

Movement causes my heart to stir and then I spot Stella moving to the doorway. Frozen in place, I watch as her face falls and that determined, strong look that was evident on face the night we met, is gone now. She looks scared and unsure. For some reason, this makes me feel a pain in my heart. Stella should never look so sad.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, she turns and locks eyes with me.

Fuck, I’m caught now.

Her eyes grow wide like saucers and her lips turn down in a frown. That feisty side of her that turned me on is back, but now, I am fearful for what she is about to do.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she roars out, storming out of the trailer.

She closes the distance between us in record speed and I have no idea what to do.

“Hello to you, too,” I say, smiling back at her.

I can feel the heat from her wrath as she glares daggers at me. She’s not amused by my presence or attempt to be cordial. Hell, we both know that I was being a little cocky, anyway.I quickly realize that messing with this girl is fun—a turn on even. She’s fucking hot when she’s pissed.

“Cut the bullshit. Why are you here? I really don’t have time to deal with your rich boy antics,” she states coldly.

I take a moment and really focus on her features. Her cheeks are red and stained from tears. She looks exhausted and I want to ask her what is wrong, but I doubt she would tell me anyway. Holding up the envelope, I know that I’m making a risky move, but I need to do what I came here to do and get the hell out of this place before someone tries to kill me. And, I believe thatsomeonewould be Stella.

“Look, I didn’t come here to cause any trouble. I just wanted to bring you the earnings. I don’t need it and I think you could use it...” I begin, but am quickly cut off.

Throwing her arms up in the air wildly, Stella lets out a shriek. “I am not some charity case. I don’t want or need anything from you,” she yells, shoving me with her tiny hands.

I don’t move an inch from her attempt to shove me. In fact, I let out a slight chuckle which only infuriates Stella more.

“Do you think this is funny? Coming down to the trailer park to bring money to the poor girl? Does it make you feel like you have done your good deed for the year? I don’t care who you are or how dangerous the mafia that you belong to is. This isn’t a game. This is my life and I need you to leave me the hell alone,” she cries out.

Stella’s body begins to tremble, and I see her trying to wipe tears away from her eyes. I can tell that for Stella, showing any sign of weakness is dangerous. Living here, she has to be strong. Knowing that she doesn’t have a family only makes me feel a stronger desire to help her. As much as her outburst frustrates me, it’s also hot as hell and creates a fire inside of me. Stella has no one to look out for her, and for some reason that I can’t explain, I want to be the person who she can rely on.

To protect her.

To save her.

She’s still cursing when I reach out and grab her around her tiny waist, pulling her toward me. Stella’s eyes go wide, but I don’t give her an opportunity to fight me or yell at me again. Crashing my lips on hers, I stop her from talking and allow my kiss to quiet down the raging storm brewing inside of her. As our kiss deepens, I feel her body relax as she allows herself to give in to me.

My tongue slips between her lips and she gladly accepts it, opening her mouth a little more. My hands grip her hips tightly and her hands move to my hair. Her fingers massage my head, and it feels incredible. After a few moments, Stella pulls away and we are both panting as we attempt to catch our breath.

“What was...Why did you...” Stella can’t form a complete sentence and I think it’s cute as hell.

“You needed to stop yelling and relax,” I answer, even though she didn’t actually ask me a question.

Her body had called out to me. She needed something to calm her raging nerves and thankfully, that was my kiss.

She stares back at me with her hands on her hips. I take in her body and notice that she’s wearing a pair of shorts that barely cover her ass and the tank top shows cleavage from her ample breasts. Damn, Stella is sexy as hell, and I don’t think she sees it in herself.

“I didn’t ask you to help me,” she says quietly.

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