For His Pleasure: The Boxed Set, Books 1-6 (For His Pleasure, For His Taking, For His Keeping, For His Honor, For His Trust, For His Forever) by Kelly Favor Read Free Book Online Page A

middle-aged man wearing a suit coat and driving cap. He smiled at her in the rearview mirror. “Miss Masters?”
    Relieved, she smiled at him. “Yes.”
    “Relax,” he said, “we’ll be there shortly.”
    “Where?” she asked.
    “Our destination.” He started to pull away from the curb and she still had the door ajar, so she closed it and sat back, watching the scenery go by—at first slowly, then more quickly as the town car picked up speed.
    Before long, she no longer knew where they were going. The driver went up one street and then the next, and soon they were in neighborhoods that looked increasingly dingy and run down. Not what she would have expected from Red.
    Where are we going?
    About twenty minutes later, the car pulled over to the curb again. Across the street was a 24-hour convenience store that seemed popular. It appeared to be frequented by black and Hispanic customers mostly.
    About a block away, five or six women dressed in next to nothing yelled out to one another, called to cars as they drove by. One car stopped and a woman in a skirt that showed almost all of her ass, bent over and consulted with one stopped vehicle before getting in the passenger side.
    Hookers. They weren’t the first she’d seen since arriving in town.
    But still—she was surprised by the choice of location. What could he have in store for her?
    Nicole took a deep breath and got out of the car, telling herself she was safe. She was under Red’s protection. He wouldn’t allow any harm to come to her.
    As soon as she stepped onto the sidewalk, the town car pulled away and disappeared. She hugged herself and turned in a circle, looking for Red. Nothing.
    Now she was getting afraid, and a little angry too.
    “Hey, baby, nice ass.” The voice came from startlingly close. She turned to see a short but stocky Hispanic man looking at her from the stoop of a nearby apartment building. He stood up, his blue jeans hanging low, his Nets jersey revealing well-muscled arms and too many tattoos to count. “You from around here, honey?”
    She looked again for Red. Panic was rising in her throat.
    “Hey, honey, you got a hearing problem?”
    She started to walk away from him.
    “Baby. Wait.”
    He was coming closer. She didn’t want to run but she would if she had to. She’d scream.
    Suddenly his hand grabbed her bicep and squeezed. “I said wait. What’s your problem? You one of them stuck up bitches from uptown?”
    “Leave. Me. Alone.” She hissed the words.
    He smiled. “I like that talk,” he said through grit teeth. His eyes were deadly cold and cruel. “I like bitches who talk back,” he said, “because it’s that much more fun when I bust a nut in their fucking faces.”
    “That’s not going to happen.”
    “Oh yeah? It will if I say so, mama.”
    He gripped her arm tighter and she winced. “You’re hurting me.”
    “So?”
    “So let her go,” a deep voice said from the shadows. The man glanced over at the voice that came from the darkness beneath a nearby awning.
    “Who the fuck are you?” the little man asked.
    Red stepped out of the shadows. He was wearing dark pants and a dark shirt rolled up to the elbows. He looked more casual, though still rich and stylish and perfect. But his face was a mask of anger. And he was a big man. “I’m the person telling you to let the lady go.”
    The man released his grip on her. “I was just playing.”
    “Sure you were.”
    “She come to this neighborhood dressed like that, she’s asking to have a pimp shoot some game. You know that.”
    “Shut up.” Red walked close and took her gently by the arm. “Come.”
    She turned and together they walked a pace or two.
    “Sorry about that, man,” the little Hispanic guy said.
    Red paused, then spun and walked back to him. Suddenly the man was on the sidewalk, laid out. His face was a mask of blood. Red had hit him, quickly and with tremendous force, hit him square in the nose. It had been so fast that Nicole