Page 19 of Stolen Christmas
“I said come here. I’m not in the mood to repeat myself.” As if she knows what’s best for her, she does what I say, which makes a great start. I’m able to control the rage I feel for Fields a little while longer.
Damn, she smells incredible. “Hold out your wrist.” I stare at her and wait. With a huff, she does it. Even her huff I find attractive, which is a new experience. I’ve never found petulance in a woman even in the slightest bit appealing. “Good girl.” I slide the stolen bracelet on her slender wrist, taking my time to caress her pulse. “It does look good on you.” She blushes and gasps when I bring her hand to my lips, kissing the back of it.
“What the fuck?” the asshole says behind her. I hated Fields, and I hate him now even more. God, he is lucky that I don’t have my gun on me because I want to blow his brains out in front of everyone, especially her. She needs to see what pure dominance looks like.
“Whoa, Fields. Calm down,” another officer says, grabbing at his shoulder. I wish he would start some shit. Then I’d have my lawyer down here so fast.
Enjoying my moment, I look him dead in the face and say, “Mind your fucking business and get back to work.”
“You can’t pay for her services here,” Fields has the fucking brass balls to say to me. I want to kill him, and he knows it. The bastard is attempting to goad me, but that doesn’t work because she turns her head and glares at him.
Her face is a mix of anger and betrayal. I love the way she’s ready to lose it, so I antagonize the situation. “So is that what you do for work? That’s what your supposed protector lets you do?”
“No, I mean….”
He keeps speaking, but I just wave my hand, silencing whatever bullshit he plans to spew, and ignore him. Staring into her lovely, fiery eyes, I ask her, “What’s your name…” She turns her head away from me and back to him, which pisses me off. I make no bones about it when I grip her slender chin and make her look at me. “No looking at that fuck. What’s your name?”
“Angel,” the boy behind me calls out.
“Perfect—a Christmas angel.” A wicked grin spreads over my face as ideas quickly flood my mind. I’m enjoying this much more than I should, and I’m going to love it a whole lot more.
He moves to pass by me, but I grab his collar and drag him back. “Hold on, little shit.” I’m not sure why he thinks he has rights at the moment. The little bitch just got extremely lucky, and he doesn’t even know it.
“Whoa, let go of me,” he grunts, trying to get out of my hold like the fool he is. Didn’t he and I have a test of wills already?
Chief Mendez steps up and interjects before anyone else can intervene. “Actually, you’ve been released into Mr. D’Antonio’s custody until you’ve repaid your debt, so pleasefollow him.” I love that he made that pronouncement in front of Fields. The way his face changes in color to that wonderful shade of blood-boiling red is amazingly entertaining.
“Come on, Angel. Follow me.” I wink at the asshole who thinks she’s his. I truly love the look on Fields’ face so much I’m almost tempted to take a picture of it, but I’m afraid that it would be too much. Still, the prick needs to be taken down a peg. I lead her brother out and like a good girl, she accompanies us without complaint because she doesn’t want to lose him. Besides, my security follows behind her.
We step out of the station where my driver is waiting for me. He holds open the back door for us, but I have plans for her brother separate from ours.
My man waits for my command. “Zips.” He slips into the car and pulls out a pair of zip ties. I yank the boy’s hands and tug him close to me.
“Whoa, what are you doing?” he complains, trying to fight me, but he’s not even remotely strong enough to put up any real battle. My men don’t even step in because he’s a really scrawny kid.
“Getting your dumb ass under heel before you do something stupid.” With quick action, I tie his hands together.
“What the hell?” Did he expect anything else? I’m starting to wonder how many marbles are rolling around up in that head of his.
“Calm the fuck down before I bust you upside the head.”
“Please don’t hurt him,” she begs beside me. Fuck, the sound of her pleading voice turns me on, giving me a partial even in this cold air.
“Relax, Angel.”
“Get the fuck in the vehicle now,” I order the kid.
“Wait, where are you taking him?” she asks, nervously trying to get in the way.
“Taking him? I’m taking you both with me,” I say, staring down at her pretty face.
“Get in the front seat now,” I bark at her brother. He wants to defy me, but my men are standing around his pretty sister. He’s not quite as dumb as he’s playing out to be, so he does as he’s told. Good. I’m tired of having to repeat myself and not acting instantly. It’s bullshit. I’m not known for being merciful or understanding, so he’d better get his shit together.
I slip my hand around her waist and pull her to my side, and she gasps, her body giving the slightest shiver. “You, Angel, slide in the back with me.” She bites down on her bottom lip, and she nervously looks up, unsure of herself.
“Don’t try any shit with my sister,” the little kid warns me, as if that would work.
“Mind your fucking business, you little shit, before I make an example out of you.”
