Chapter Nine — Harrison
Even though it was Sunday morning, I usually went into the office anyway, so it wasn’t out of place for me to be here now. Callahan, my boss, A.K.A. Dirty Harry patted me on the back, his lips curled into a sneer. “Can’t help yourself, can you? I told you to stay out of the office this weekend.”
“Fuck off. Most bosses love their employees to come in and work extra hours. You’re delighted I’m here, you just don’t want to admit it.”
I fired up the computer system with gusto. I had some digging to do. I already knew just about everything there was to know about Knox, but I was unaware that he had a sister. The records didn’t show other siblings besides Maxwell Grant, his half-brother.
But I wasn’t here to check up on Ryder’s history. I needed to know more about Eva. I wanted to know everything there was to know about her, down to what fucking toothpaste she used.
And her sex life. I wanted to know about every man that had ever fucked her. Partly because I wanted to know who my rivals were, and partly because, without a doubt in my mind, it was a matter of time before Eva Ryder writhed beneath me. I saw the look in her eyes last night; I saw her clench her thighs. She’d orgasmed to my image as much as I came to hers. Even though she was cool and aloof this morning, there was an undeniable attraction between us.
Add to that Ryder’s threat for me to stay away from his sister, and I knew that I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. The fucker should never have put the challenge out there, because now it was stuck in my brain and I wouldn’t rest until I had her. I needed to fuck her.
It was the perfect revenge, wasn’t it? He was fucking my sister, so it was only right that I got to fuck his as well. An eye for an eye.
Finding information on Eva Ryder was easy. There were files with pages and pages on her, from her privileged childhood, her student years, her mother’s illness, her father’s indiscretion of taking on a lover and spawning Ryder, down to her engagement two years ago.
I went through the files, learning everything I could about Eva, memorizing her address and birth date. She was only two years younger than I was.
Eva was completely out of my league. She was practically rock royalty. Her father owned Ryder Music and she was the heiress to his fortune. Not only that, but she ran large parts of the organization, and from what I’d just read, she was a kickass businesswoman who added even more profits to the coffer. Apparently she had a score to settle with her old man, and that drove her to outperform anything he had ever done in his illustrious career.
I was all for women doing well in business, so it wasn’t that which sent bells ringing in my head. It was the fact that she had just recently broken off her engagement. In my experience, women on the rebound were dangerous as fuck.
Gasping, I looked at the picture on file, rubbing my eyes to make sure I wasn’t mistaken. Nope. It was him. Senator Nolan Walker. Fuck. How did I miss this? I'd been on undercover operations involving him before. How the fuck did I not know he was engaged to the most beautiful woman on earth?
His smug face that many voters, especially females, apparently found charming and good looking stared back at me from the computer. There was something in his expression that I couldn’t quite place my finger on that bothered me about the man.
Curious, I read more. She’d broken the engagement only five weeks ago, after catching him in bed with his new assistant. There was even a picture on file of them having an argument in public and another of the woman he had cheated with. She looked pretty plain and ordinary to me. I shook my head. I didn’t understand some men. Senator Walker was obviously stupid. If someone as perfect as Eva had promised to be my wife, I wouldn’t chance anything that could fuck it up. I grinned.
His loss; my gain.
Of all the women on Mother Earth, the one that made my dick hard was Knox’s sister and the Senator’s ex. Karma was playing a cruel fucking joke on me.
Chapter Ten — Ryder
Jade’s party had been a disaster, with Harrison not giving a fucking inch. When we’d gotten home from our night out, our lovemaking was desperate and all consuming. We hardly made it inside the front door when I frantically ripped Jade’s clothes off her body and fucked her against the wall, both wanting to consume her and console her. She didn’t know I'd felt her quiet sobs on our ride home. She didn’t have to say a word—I knew exactly what was eating at her. She’d clung to me on the back of my bike as if her life depended on it, her body trembling, pressing her cheek to my back as I cursed the heavens for the obstacles in our way.