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He finished his coffee, then exited the house. Wanting to surprise Breaker with dinner, Riley headed to the kitchen to whip up a meal. Riley could cook Breaker’s favorites. Tonight seemed like a fine time for a mini-celebration.
She was bringing out the ingredients for a pot roast from the fridge and cabinets, when she head the familiar sound of a motorcycle. Breaker was home early. It didn’t matter. She’d persuade him to take a shower or watch some TV first while she cooked. Knowing Breaker, he’d probably insist on helping her. The thought brought a smile to her face. The doorbell rang.
“Coming!” she yelled.
She ran to the front door, anticipation bubbling inside her. Riley couldn’t wait to see him after the intense day they had just gone through. Eagerly, she opened the door, expecting to see Breaker’s face on the other side.
To her horror, it wasn’t Breaker standing there. Instead, it was Rat, grinning at her. Riley’s heart pounded in her chest as she stood face to face with her worst nightmare.
Fear paralyzed her for a moment, but the adrenaline coursing through her veins kicked her survival instinct into high gear. She tried to close the door, but Rat was too quick, forcing his way inside.
“Get out! Leave me alone!” she yelled, her voice quivering with both fear and defiance.
“Why would I do that, sweetheart? I finally have you all to myself,” Rat said. His chilling words sent shivers down her spine. Rat licked his lips. “I have plans for you. Great plans.”
“Breaker’s on his way home,” Riley pointed out.
“Then we best hurry,” Rat said. It looked like he had zero intention of leaving.
He lunged at her, and Riley fought back with all her might, using every bit of strength she had to fend him off. She swung a nearby vase at him, but he managed to evade it, his sinister laughter filling the air.
Just as she felt herself losing ground, the door burst open again, and there he was—her savior. Breaker’s presence filled the room with an electrifying energy, and his eyes blazed with a fury that promised swift retribution.
“Get away from my woman,” Breaker said in a deadly, quiet voice.
Rat turned to face Breaker, his twisted grin faltering for a moment, but he quickly recovered. With a crazed look in his eyes, he charged at Breaker, fueled by his sick obsession with Riley.
The room erupted into chaos as Breaker and Rat clashed, their punches landing with bone-rattling force. Riley watched with bated breath, her heart torn between fear for Breaker and relief that he was there to defend her.
The fight was intense, and Riley wished she could do something. Anything. Rat didn’t look interested in giving up, despite the odds stacked against him. Riley caught the glint of metal in Rat’s hand.
“Breaker, he has a gun!” Riley yelled.
Rat whipped it out, but Breaker managed to disarm him just in time, sending the weapon clattering to the ground. With a final, powerful blow, Breaker sent Rat sprawling to the floor, defeated. But the danger wasn’t over yet.
Rat reached for the fallen gun, his eyes filled with madness and desperation. Before Rat could fire his weapon, Rage, Breaker’s vice president, intercepted him, knocking the knife away with a brutal kick. Breaker picked up the gun and Riley averted her eyes as Breaker shot Rat in the head.
“Riley,” Breaker said, turning to her. His eyes softened as she approached him. He pulled her into a tight embrace, and she clung to him. Unable to help herself, tears streamed down her face.
“It’s all over,” Breaker told her. “Where’s Cross? He should be watching you.”
“It’s my fault,” Riley said, gathering herself. “I told him you were on your way back. He left.”
“Well, now’s my cue to leave,” Rage added.
“Thanks for having my back, brother,” Breaker told Rage.
“Anytime,” Rage said, then gave Riley a nod of acknowledgement. Rage seemed like a tough nut to crack but Riley suspected Rage was the sort of man who didn’t trust people easily.
Once Breaker’s vice president had taken his leave, Breaker pulled Riley into his arms, holding her close as they sank onto the plush leather couch. He stroked her hair gently, his touch soothing.
“You’re safe now, Riley,” he whispered, his voice a comforting rumble. “Rat can’t hurt you ever again.”
Riley buried her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in the familiar scent of leather and the faint hint of engine oil. She felt a sense of security and warmth enveloping her, knowing that Breaker would always be there to protect her.
“I was so scared,” she admitted, her voice trembling. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t come.”
Breaker tightened his hold on her, his arms forming a protective shield around her.
