Ford: The Dudnik Circle Book 1 by Esther E. Schmidt Read Free Book Online

detail, but we all agreed you shouldn’t let go. She’s a legend, like you. You guys make quite a pair. ”
    “Shouldn’t let go, huh?” I rub my temples with two fingers on each side. “We have a history. One she might not easily overcome. I’ve already set things in motion since she needs to know my side of the story, but I fucking doubt I’ll get the stubborn woman to listen.”
    Kolya groans. “Don’t talk about stubborn women. Between my mom and my sister, I don’t fucking need one any time soon.” His eyebrow rises as if he’s caught himself on a mistake. “Well, not for more than a good dick pounding anyway.”
    “Right. Well. Thanks for that little piece of advice, man.” My attention goes to the iPad on the couch. Kolya leaves the room as I grab it and plant my ass on a cushion.
    Going through the information I can only imagine how this guy forced himself on my Angel time and time again. She’s got a solid gang and a merger with her would only benefit him. His gang needs the fusion, not hers.
    I wouldn’t need it either, but fuck… right now I’d give my left nut for our families to become one. Standing strong together will make Filippov’s gang fall away and hell… we would even be able to squash the new gang that keeps popping up.
    That new gang is bad fucking news. Not only do they deal drugs, but they use that shit to drug the women they use to make snuff-movies. My stomach turns at the thought. That’s the main thing on the agenda for the next meeting, when all the heads of the gangs meet up.
    Normally, we all work alongside each other without interference. As close to ignoring one another; each of us going our own way. But a few times a year, we all meet up at a party. That way we can discuss shit that needs to be handled together, something that benefits us all.
    One of those meetings is coming up soon. Just two of each gang goes into a small office. Usually, it’s the head and his right hand. My mind automatically goes to my Angel. I’ve never seen her there or I never noticed, and I fucking wonder how she deals with this big shit. The heads of gangs are guys, sometimes they have chicks in there but that’s either entertainment or to sit and take notes. There are some major decisions made in there, and I can’t imagine Justice letting someone else decide.
    Dammit. Yet again, she enters my thoughts. From the moment she literally ran into me, again … She takes over my mind. It’s like she’s been thrown in my path for a reason. Making waves from the past… like the future knows ripples need to settle before you can grab hold and enjoy life.
    My mind still can’t wrap around the fact that I came inside her. I’ve never fucked a woman like that. Never sprayed my cum inside a cunt. I set them off with my hands, touch pussy, tits, and make them come that way, yeah. But when it comes to me and orgasms? I take care of business in the shower… by myself. It’s something that started the moment I assaulted her.
    All those years ago… It was something I didn’t plan. The circumstances turned into a heat of the moment thing. Vengeance turned me blind, which led to me tearing a person up by hurting someone they loved. I’d tucked my dick back into my pants the moment I realized what I was about to do. But it was too fucking late, even if my dick never came near her pussy. Nothing will justify my actions back then. Not to her and not to myself. Fuck. Her name… Justice. All I remember are her heart-cutting sobs. The moment another guy in the room called out; “Fuck her good, show that fucker of a father what he did… See that, fucker? Your daughter is now the one who’s being used, want us to videotape that shit? Fuck no, we’re not like you, asshole.” Ice bucket. Realization had hit with what I was about to do.
    Fuck.
     
     
    ***Justice***
     
    The hard knock on the door makes me jump. Dammit. I was deep in my thoughts about losing my last family member. The last of the Rybin