Chapter 61: Untitled Chapter
JAX
My call with Ruin had lasted a good half hour. While I filled him in on our current situation with Gianna and how we suspected she's not really a client but rather someone had signed her up without her knowledge.
He'd cursed out loudly, pissed off beyond words then he'd told me about someone hacking into NYME right around the time Gianna was signed up.
I was shocked that anyone was able to breach our security and hack into our database. I hope to God whoever is behind this wasn't stupid enough to expose our customers database.
A list of names of every NYME patron, both long-time and new clients. Because if the media ever got their hands on that list it would be the greatest scandal to hit New York city. Since the scandal of a famous political figure who was allegedly accused of sexual harassment a few years ago.
We decided it's best if we went back to the city as soon as the weather lets up. He told me we should all be ready to leave as soon as he calls, he's sending a seaplane to get us back to New York.
We needed to go back so we could talk and figure out what the hell was going on. I had of course agreed with him, knowing there's nothing we can do secluded in this damn weather.
The answer to whatever cluster fuck going on is right there in New York or to be precise in NYME. We'll get more answers when we get there.
Ruin is the founder and co-owner of NYME also my boss and the reason me and Dane are in this profession, he's a scary motherfucker who doesn't fuck with his company.
And it seems someone is out for his blood which he'd taken personally. This complicates things, and makes the situation all the more confusing.
I was sure Ruin doesn't know Gianna Brooks, so what the fuck is the relationship between the two.
It's either a coincidence or someone had it out for both of them and had decided to hit two birds with one stone, one of which is a certain beautiful red headed woman who is currently in my brother's bed.
I stare at the phone longer than it's healthy, mulling things in my head. Not knowing what is happening makes my blood boil in my veins.
One thing I do know is whatever it is, Gianna is at the core of it. It's a gut feeling inside me and my instinct has never let me down before.
Protectiveness rises inside me for her, the knowledge that someone is screwing with her makes me so damn angry.
I don't know how or when she'd burrows her way into my heart but I know I'm not letting her out of my sight until this fuck up issue is resolved.
Her recent escape from death made me want to shield and protect her.
I would do everything to find out the truth, to protect to make up for what we've both unknowingly done to her, though I don't feel an ounce of regret for every pleasure we've both given and received from her.
I don't doubt that Dane’s feel the same way. We'll both protect her and make sure she's safe and back with her family.
With Ruin angry and pissed up about someone messing with his company it might actually help find the fuck turd faster, the man has insane connections.
From the law abiding high ups of society and the not so abiding citizens that would give even me a pause to be seen with them which says a lot.
When I walk back to the room I hadn't expected to find my brother fucking Gianna like his life depended on it.
My blood boils for a whole different reason, the blood in my head rushing straight to my cock making it hard instantly.
The greedy bastard had forgotten our unspoken pact.
He looked straight at me, daring me to say something. as he slid in and out of her. Which means he'd known exactly when I walked in.
Gianna though hasn't yet, she's so fucking beautiful moaning her tits bouncing with each and every thrust.
I gritted my teeth to stop from going to her and claiming her mouth for myself first with my mouth then my cock.
But unlike Dane I know that things just got even more complicated, we can no longer keep her in the dark.
We have to tell her everything and maybe she might even know who signed her up, it might even turn out that someone hacking into NYME database has nothing to do with her.
My dick jerk when she finally looks in my direction, her beautiful eyes clashing with mine, fuck I know that look she's about to come and then she fucking did holding my gaze before her eyes roll in the back of her head.
I watched as Dane soon joined in her bliss, not sure I can hold on if I keep standing there for much longer.
“If you're done we need to talk,” I bark out my voice harsher than I intended. I glance at Gianna then finally force my feet to move.
Shit! I'm hard as a rock as I make my way downstairs and into the kitchen, leaning against the counter.
I inhale, my hands twitch with the need to stroke my aching cock and release some of the tension in tight balls.
I reach down and adjust my dick instead then I grab a bottle of whiskey and a glass and I sit my ass down, pour a glass and gulp it down then I pour a second one.
I know it's going to take a while for Dane to come downstairs, it doesn't matter how urgent the situation we never just fuck and bail.
After care is as much important as the fucking to women and after Gianna I understand why.
I finally understand why it was necessary to undergo the training we did and every new escort did when we all started.
Men can fuck and instantly be on their feet the moment they get their release, women don't work that way. Most need to cuddle, hug, kiss , talk a little hence the after-care.
I distracted myself with thoughts of Gianna, what I'd gleaned from our talk with Ruin and how we're going to approach Gianna with the truth of why we kidnapped her.
I raised my glance and was about to take a sip when my brother finally walked into the kitchen sitting on the chair opposite me.
“You talk to Ruin?” I nod
“I did.”
“Well, what did he say?” he asked, waiting impatiently with anticipation. His bulging arms on the counter. I've never seen him buzzing with energy, even the darkness always lurking in his eyes has receded.
It physically hurts to know it wouldn't last, it hurts to know he's going to go back to being the dark mysterious grumpy ball of misery he was before Gianna.