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“Please Mr O’Reilly Sir, we swear we were just doing as we were told, it was just some girl.” Christian shuts Wade up by grabbing him around the throat, cutting off his air supply.
“Some girl? Would I pay you as much as I do to protect ‘some girl’? No, I wouldn’t. Jasmine Connors may not be an O’Reilly yet, but one day she will stand at the top with the rest of us.”
As quick as a flash Christian retrieves his gun from the back of his trousers and pulls the trigger hitting Wade right between the eyes. Before Henry has even registered that his mate is dead a bullet finds his head too. Both slump in their chairs, blood dripping from their heads as Christian puts the gun back where he had it concealed.
"Let this be a warning to anyone who thinks Jasmine Connor shouldn’t be protected at the same level as the four of us. You put her life in danger, or she gets hurt on your watch, your life is forfeit, understood?” Christian calls out as several of our guards stand around and look at the two dead men in the middle of the ring.
“Get these fuckers out of here and this area cleaned!” Christian demands looking at Terry and the guards who all nod and step up to do their jobs. Christian looks at Jason and me.
“I think we have one more person to pay a visit to before we go home to our girl. Let’s go and have a littlechatwith our father.”
25
Jasmine
It’s been a week since Jason and the guys saved me from the pathetic existence I was living. They've taken everything I hated about my life and started to make it right again. Honestly, they are the best thing to ever happen to me.
I thought things would be difficult with me being in a relationship with the four of them. That there would be an adjustment period, where things would be complicated for a while, but in fact, it’s been the complete opposite. Everything has fallen into place easily and feels so natural. Like the rules, we have set about sleeping arrangements. If my door is open, I’m happy for anyone to join me. But if the door is closed, I either want space or am already with someone, and we want time together. If I go to someone’s room, whether sexual or just for a chat, the others give us space to enjoy our own company. So far, it’s working out perfectly.
All four of the O’Reilly brothers have become my daddies. As Sean said I would I found a way to distinguish between the four of them when they are together. Christian is just Daddy, I then have Daddy Jason, Daddy Sean and Daddy Max. Maximus usually hates it when people shorten his name to Max. However, he agreed Daddy Maximus is a mouth full and because I’m his favourite person he will allow me and me only to shorten it.
My Daddies have set a number of rules, the most important being that I have to greet them with a kiss every time I enter or leave a room. I also have to eat three meals a day, and get to bed at a reasonable hour and I am no longer allowed to work in the bar or clean at the school. They allow me to continue teaching the children classes as they know how much I enjoy them. I’m also no longer allowed to touch myself, which I didn’t do a lot of anyway. I certainly don’t need to now I have four men who are more than happy to make me scream with pleasure whenever I want. I have never felt more cared for than I do at the moment.
It's Saturday afternoon and I’m enjoying some late summer warmth sitting on a blanket in the garden. Maximus is training down in the gym, and the others are out and about doing God knows what. I popped down earlier to see him, and it was a sight I could have watched all day. The way the sweat ran down his back and chest was more of a turn-on than it should have been. I had to get out of there before I jumped into the ring myself and begged him to take me there and then against the ropes. Not that I think he would have refused me.
I stand up and stretch before picking up the blanket and my kindle. The guys have promised to be home for dinner before they head off out to various locations. Saturday nights are always busy for them apparently, and even though they offered to take me with them, I said no. I plan on having a bath and enjoying a couple of hours rest before they come home. Tomorrow we have planned a day out together followed by dinner, and I can’t wait to just spend time with them.
I place my kindle on the breakfast bar and fold up the blanket before putting it back in the cupboard where I found it. Hearing the door to the garage open I spin around excitedly only to come face to face with my stepfather.
“Should have known you’d be here,” he snarls marching towards me.
“Hi Tommy,” I reply nervously taking a couple of steps back. “The guys are out at the moment, but Maximus is downstairs if you want me to get him for you,” I offer hoping he will let me leave quickly. Tommy may have never laid a finger on me before, but he has put me on edge, especially after threatening me once or twice about how much I tell the guys.
“So it’s true! You’ve gotten your nails into one of the lads and that’s why they cut me off!” he growls as he stops in front of me, and I realise I’m trapped.
“I had nothing to do with it,” I protest, my voice shaking. Tommy glares at me, and I know there is going to be trouble.
“Don’t give me that bullshit. You’re just as much of a lying slut as your mother. What is it you see in them? The money? Power? I hope you enjoy it whilst it lasts because from what I hear everyone can’t wait to get away from you!”
He steps closer again and I go to move further away from him but I’m backed up against a door that opens inward. Tommy’s eyes gleam when he realises he has me cornered. He reaches up and grabs my face, gripping it hard holding me in place. I want to push him away to get some distance between us but I’m terrified of his reaction.
“This is what’s going to happen. You’re going to put everything right and get my lads to let me back in and for them to give me access to the money again. If you don’t I’m going to make it my mission to make your life a living hell. The guys won’t want to know you by the time I’m done with you.” I let out a whimper as he squeezes my face harder, I know I’m going to bruise.
“Get your fucking hands off her!”
Tommy lets go as Maximus grabs him and hauls him up against the wall before punching him as Layton and another security guard jump between me and the two O’Reillys.
“Jason isn’t here to stop me from killing you this time!” Maximus growls at his father who has his hands up defensively as his lip bleeds.
“It wasn’t how it looked, tell him, Jasmine,” Tommy begs as he turns his head to look at me. “Tell him we were just talking.”
“Shut the fuck up for once in your sorry-ass life you piece of shit!” Maximus yells as he slams his father against the wall again.
“I just wanted to clear the air and ..” Maximus cuts him off by slamming him back into the wall.
“And get back some of the money we are no longer paying you? Well, tough shit. Coming here and putting your hands on my girl was the biggest mistake you could ever make!” Maximus roars. Tommy looks between Maximus and me and smiles.
“You might think she cares, but trust me, son, she’s just like her mother. Looking for a way to live a rich life without having to work for it. Trust your father he knows how the Connor women work.”
