Town of Chance: Attacking Innocence (The Dare 8)

“What’s wrong?” Antonio asked, coming into the bedroom after taking a shower. The others were doing the same thing.

“She’s in pain,” Billy said to his brother.

“Pain?” Antonio asked, pulling on his shirt the rest of the way.

“Billy, I’m fine.”

“You are not. Don’t you dare lie to me,” he scolded her. She pulled her lips between her teeth and he saw the tears fill her eyes. “Jesus, I’m sorry,” he said and lifted her up into his arms.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he carried her into the bathroom.

“I’ll start the tub. Soaking for a bit will help. God, I hope we didn’t hurt you,” Antonio said and he went about trying to find something in the closet as the water began to run.

“Will you please cut it out? I’m just a little sore. Isn’t it normal? I mean four large men with big, you know and my first time?” she said as Billy set her down.

He placed his hands on her hips. “We should have gone slower,” he said.

“No, you shouldn’t have. Don’t ruin it, Billy. I’ll be fine. I loved it. All of it. I told you how you made me feel. I asked for more and more because it was so perfect.”

Antonio bent down on one knee on the floor and pulled her hand into his. “You’re perfect and so giving, baby.”

He kissed her hand and she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his head and face against her breasts. “I loved every second of it. Every thrust, every kiss, every act of claiming me your woman. Understand me?” she asked.

He eased back.

“We are seriously going to have to discuss this whole attitude of yours.”

She widened her eyes, gasped and then gave his shoulder a slap. Billy chuckled.

“In the tub, Missy Ann. Now,” he scolded.

“Yes, sir,” she said and as she turned around to climb into the tub Antonio smacked her ass. Hard.

She gasped and then blushed as Billy looked for the bath salts and to also grab a towel.

“I’ll stay with her while you shower, then we’ll go downstairs and watch a movie,” Antonio said and Billy smiled.

“Behave and soak until you’re not feeling any pain whatsoever.”

* * * *

Finn was pulling together some snacks with Salvatore and Billy when his cell phone rang. He saw it was Tazer and he took the call, walking into the other room.

“Hey, Tazer, what’s up?”

“Hey, buddy, I’m over in Charlesburgh helping out some friends on this case. You worked a similar case a few weeks ago where fine art was being stolen off of delivery trucks or something?”

“Yes, we found out it was an inside job. The curator for the art studio was working with some Ukrainian business guy. They were ripping off these one of a kind paintings, claiming through insurance that they were robbed but the paintings were showing up on a bidding site connected to a fake studio. Turned out to be the woman who owned the studio and this Ukrainian guy. Anatoli something or other. He came from New York.”

“Shit, that’s what I was wondering. This friend of mine, Felix, he’s working this homicide that turns out to be a federal agent. This federal agent was killed working a case investigating this Anatoli guy and his connections to a businessman in New York. It’s a Ukrainian family.”

“What’s the name?” Finn asked.

“Sovolo.”

Finn thought about that name a moment.

“His name popped up when we were searching for Missy Ann and Eliza Grace. Burker and Parker thought maybe he was working with Si and his buddies but it turned out they were doing some sort of business together. Anyway, the feds are always getting some chatter or picking up on information on where anyone associated with this family are heading to. A few days ago, this guy Colton is tracked coming into South Carolina, and right into Chance,” Tazer explained.