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Under The Forever Moon

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Max Vanderpool [89] "The bigger the gun, the better."
Mila "Fox" De'Lune [89] "The world is a seriously fucked up place."
Cain Vanderpool [89] "Don't fuck with me and you'll be just fine."
Odessa Van Dam [88] "Go ahead, try and break me. I can promise you'll give up before I break."

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"I'm scared too." He said from behind her and she turned to look at him. "And I have no fucking idea what I'm doing. But I know that I want to know you and I don't give a shit what I have to do, if it means sneaking around or buying you every night." He said and she sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.

She didn't like the idea of him having to buy her to be with her but she knew the reality of the situation, and she knew that, if they wanted to spend time together, that'd be the way they'd have to do it. She couldn't let him risk his life sneaking around to see her too much. They might have to do it every so often, because she knew Emilio wouldn't let him buy her every night, no matter how much he offered him, but she couldn't stand the thought of him possibly getting caught and killed because of her. Not when there was a safer way to see her, though they'd still have to be careful. Emilio would cut her off completely if he even suspected a little attachment on either end.

"Let's just spend the night together, forget about everything else." He said, and the simplicity of his tone was good to hear. She knew it wasn't that simple. It was horribly complicated, but if he said it like it was, somehow, she could make herself believe it, and she needed a little simplicity in her life.

He closed the distance between them then, and before she knew it, his lips were on hers again, and this time, it was impossible to tear herself away. She wanted him, and what he was saying. She wanted to let someone care about her, despite the fact that she'd probably be terrible at letting him in and it wasn't going to be easy, but her entire miserable life, she'd been waiting for someone to come around who cared. Now that he was there, it was scary as hell, because she couldn't let herself get hurt again the way she had with Jake, and her first instinct was to push him away, but he made it so damn hard because he always knew the right thing to say and the right way to kiss her.

He pulled away eventually and she held his eyes. "We'll worry about all the complicated shit later." He smirked, making her smirk back.

Mila wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him again, loving the feeling it gave her, moaning into it softly before pulling away. "Okay. I believe you." She finally breathed, letting him know she trusted him, and everything he'd said, and she hated trusting people, so it was hard for her to do so.

She kissed along his jaw and down his neck. "Let's pretend, for tonight, that I'm yours, Emilio doesn't exist," she smirked against his skin, speaking between kisses as her hands slid down from around his neck, down his chest to his jeans, using his belt loops to pull their bodies together. "What would you do with me?" She whispered in his ear with a wicked smirk, slipping her fingers under the edge of his shirt, letting them trail the waistline of his jeans teasingly.




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It was silent for a long time, but he could tell, just by looking at her, his words had gotten through to her and he was glad. Even if she decided to walk out still, at the very least, she wasn't leaving thinking she was worthless and he was trying to play games with her.

"I'm going to regret this." She finally said and looked at him, and he couldn't help but smile, realizing she was going to stay. "but lying about this and trying to avoid you isn't going to help." She shrugged and took a step forward. "Make me forget about this mistake I'm making with you." She smirked as she lend up and kissed him.

Cain smirked against her lips and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her body tightly against his, loving the way she felt in his arms. It had never felt so good just to kiss a girl before. Not even Kimmy. If he was being honest, it worried him. He knew getting involved was going to be trouble, but he couldn't help himself. He'd only known her two days, and already he couldn't stay away. He was willing to take risks to be with her if that's what it took.

As he kissed her, he walked her back, into the trailer's bedroom, and pushed her up against the wall, not once breaking the contact of his lips on hers. He started to move his kisses along her jaw and down her neck, one hand drifting down to rub her inner thigh under her dress as he kissed her skin, loving the way just touching her made his whole body feel electrified.

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He smirked as against her lips as he wrapped and arm around her waist. He pulled their bodies tightly together and she smirked against his lips as she continued to kiss him. Kissing him was incredible and when his lips were pressed to hers, she seemed to forget about the cruel world the surrounded them and all that matter was him. It was an intoxicating drug like feeling to only have to focus on his kiss and having a clear mind, it was something she could very easily get used to.

As they continued to kiss, he backed her up and even though she couldn’t see where they were going she completely trusted him, which was shocking considering Dessa didn’t trust anyone. Once they were in the bedroom, he pushed her up against the wall, never breaking the kiss and she smirked wickedly against his lips. It felt amazing that he was in control and she wanted him, it was fake or forced like it normally was. It was raw, passionate, and real.

His lips left hers, moving along jaw and down her neck. His hand drifted down rubbing the inside of her thigh as his lips continued on her skin. She moan deeply, despite trying to hide what he was doing to her, but she knew it was no use. She knew by this point she looked flushed, if her breathing hadn’t already given away the effect he was having on her. She slipped her fingers under his shirt, running her fingertips along his chest, before quickly flipping him so that his back was against the wall.

She pulled off his shirt and tossed it before pressing her lips to his, resting a hand on the back of his neck, kissing him with more passionate and emotion, then she’d ever kissed anyone before, she couldn’t help it with him. She deepened the kiss as she slipped her tongue pasted his lips and pinned his body against the wall tightly with her own body. He lips left his moving along his jawline and down his chest, slowly and teasingly as she unbuttoned his jeans.




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He was glad he didn’t have to convince her anymore because he wasn’t entirely sure what he’d say. She wrapped her arms around his neck, realizing for the first time since he’d met her how small she actually was in comparison to him as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. She moaned against his lips and he smirked against hers. She pulled away and he held her eyes looking down at her.

"Okay. I believe you." She finally said and it wasn’t hard to tell that trusting people wasn’t her thing and he didn’t blame her.

Essentially she couldn’t really trust him either, because he was lying about who he was. Sure it was just his name and his background, but it was still a lie. He chose to push the thoughts away for the moment though. Her lips traced his jawline and then down his neck, she was the prefect distraction and he couldn’t get enough of the way her lips felt against his skin, it gave him an intoxicating high.

"Let's pretend, for tonight, that I'm yours, Emilio doesn't exist," she smirked against his skin and he forced himself to focus on her words despite how hard it was as she looped her fingers through his pant loops and pulled them even closer. "What would you do with me?" she whispered and he smirked as her fingers traced his waistline.

His hand slipped up under her shirt, tracing her spine lightly. While his fee hand slid into her hair and he pressed his lips to her. He kissed her hard, slipping his tongue past her lips deepening the kiss. There were a million things he would do with her, but there wasn’t enough time for them to do it all in one night. What he did want to do though, was get her away from the mess of cars and people, so that it was just them and there was no room for interruption. He wanted her, only her alone. He picked her up effortlessly wrapping her legs around his waist and holding her there as he pulled away, keeping his eyes on hers.

“I’d…get some really expensive wine.” He whispered, a soft smirk on his face. “Lay a blanket out on the beach. Strip down butt ass naked, take a swim.” He said kissing her again. “We’d lie under the stars while we dried off, talk about stupid shit till we’re drunk off that horrible tasting wine.” He breathed against her lips. “Then I’d make love to you on the beach and we’d watch the sunrise.” He finally finished as he kissed along her jawline. “That’s what I’d do.” He whispered simply. “What do you say we get out of her? So I can show you how to let go.” he smirked against her skin.




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He didn't answer her at first, just traced her spine softly with his fingers, distracting her from kissing him and making her close her eyes and moan. He slipped a hand into her hair and kissed her lips again, kissing her hard, but deeply. Deeper than anyone had kissed her in a long time, making her head spin. The way he kissed her told her that there were a thousand things he wanted to do, and it was hard to choose one, which excited her.

He lifted her and she wrapped her legs around him as he pulled back from her lips and held her eyes. “I’d…get some really expensive wine.” He started, whispering and she smirked and held his eyes, listening intently. “Lay a blanket out on the beach. Strip down butt ass naked, take a swim.” He said as he kissed her again and she grinned against his lips.

“We’d lie under the stars while we dried off, talk about stupid shit till we’re drunk off that horrible tasting wine.” He breathed against her lips, making her chuckle softly under her breath, able to imagine it in her mind as he described it to her. “Then I’d make love to you on the beach and we’d watch the sunrise.” He finally finished before kissing along her jaw, and she tilted her head some for him and moaned softly, loving that he'd said he'd make love to her instead of just fuck her.

“That’s what I’d do.” He whispered simply. “What do you say we get out of here? So I can show you how to let go.” He smirked against her skin and Mila hated to admit it, but, after that, he had her.

Fox nodded eagerly, wanting it so badly, it hurt to sit there and wait any longer. "That sounds fucking perfect. Let's go." She breathed, kissing his jaw and neck, leaving quick, hot kisses on his skin that told her how ready and eager she was for the night he'd described.




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Cain could taste just how badly she wanted him in her kiss, and he loved that, the way they were kissing and touching, he could also feel just how real everything was. Neither of them, at that moment, were pretending anything. They weren't pretending to care about each other, they weren't pretending to be someone they weren't, it was just them and it was genuine. Her never really felt that way with a girl, but it was absolutely incredible. He loved kissing, touching, and fucking girls, but this was something entirely different and a hundred times better.

Cain smirked against her skin when she moaned, able to tell she was trying to hide how he was effecting her, but having a hard time and he loved that. He loved that he could make her so crazy, it was impossible not to show how insanely good it felt. She was flushed, breathing fast, and he loved how he could really get to her.

She slipped her fingers under his shirt then, making him smirk wickedly as she swiftly switched their places, until his back was against the wall and she held him there with her body tight against his. She pulled his shirt off as she kissed him again and he kissed her back just as passionately as she was kissing him, not even holding back an ounce. Her lips started to moved along his jaw and down his chest, making him close his eyes and groan, loving the way her lips felt against his skin, letting her drive him crazy for a moment as she unbuttoned his jeans before he smirked.

He slipped out of his jeans and grabbed her hair, pulling her lips back to his, kissing her roughly, but still passionately as his fingers pulled the other man's shirt off her and tossed it aside. With that, he spun them one more time, this time, so that her back was against his chest and the front of her body was against the wall. He moved his hand from her hair, wrapping it around her throat playfully instead and pressing his body against hers tightly, loving the feel of his skin on hers.

One hand slipped down between her and the wall to rub the inside of her thigh while his lips kissed from the tip of her shoulder, up to the back of her neck, and then moved down her spine.

Finally, he flipped her around so she was facing him again and pulled her off the wall, lifting her and laying her down on the bed, climbing quickly over her. His lips moved along her jaw and down her neck, moving down the center of her body slowly, teasingly, taking his time, knowing it's drive her insane.

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She smirked as he slipped out of his jeans and he to a fist full of her hair, pulling her lips back to his causing her to moan deeply against his lips, because his lips tasted and felt impossibly good. The kiss was rough, yet still deeply passionate and she loved every second of it. No one had ever kissed her the way he kissed her and if she was being completely honest she could literally feel herself falling hard for him and she knew she’d regret it.

He slipped off her shirt quickly, tossing it aside, before spinning her, so her back was pressed against his chest and she was pinned against the wall. He moved his hand from her hair and wrapped it playfully around her throat, causing her to close her eyes and bite her lip. His skin on her set her entire body on fire. She moaned deeply as his hand rubbed the inside of her thigh and his lips moved along her back, neck and down her spine slowly, causing her to shiver.

He flipped her around again to face him and she didn’t have time to think, before he was lifting her up and laying her down on the bed with ease. He was incredible, the fire and passion between them was something she’d never felt before and she’d give anything to make it last. He climbed over her and she smirked up at him, running her fingers along his shoulders, before he leaned down and his lips traced her jaw and moved down her neck and another moan escaped her lips. His lips moved slowly down the center of her body and she arched her back, her breathing picking up.
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She wasn’t sure how long they’d gone at it, she just knew at a few different points they’d paused to snort some coke and share a bottle of liquor and a cigarette before they were back at it. It was still dark outside which meant it she didn’t have to up and leave and she was grateful for that. She sat up, grabbing a cigarette and lighting it, placing it between his lips, before lighting herself one.

She had a good feeling their weren’t finished with their affair, simply because they were both still capable of going a few more rounds quite honestly and they were just taking a break, which she surprisingly didn’t mind. Normally she couldn’t wait for the guy to finish fucking her and then leave, so she could be alone, but with him it was different. They took their time, took each other in and it was incredible. She lend against the back board of the shitty trailer bed, pulling the sheets up to her hips, though not bothering with putting her shirt or bra back on as she smoked her cigarette. She glanced to him, taking in his features he was insanely handsome and she wondered what he saw in her.

“So, what’s your story?” She asked simply, keeping her eyes on him. “Because your too good of a lover for me to believe that bullshit story your brother gave Emilio.” She said honestly taking another drag off her cigarette. “If you were really like Emilio, the sex would be empty.” She said calling him out, because it was the truth. Even though Emilio claimed to love her, the sex was empty and she had to pretend it wasn’t. She knew the difference. Sex with Eli, had meant something, there had been passion and a rawness to it. However with guys like Emilio and the guys he sold her to it was empty and lustful. “You don’t have to tell me.” She breathed, turning her eyes away from him then.






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"That sounds fucking perfect. Let's go." She breathed, eager for them to go and he smirked as she kissed along his jaw and neck, leaving hot kisses that drove him insane. Without another word, he didn’t put her down, he carried her like she was weightless all the way to his car. He opened the passenger door and set her inside. He lend down, holding her eyes. One hand resting on the door the other on the side of the car.

“I’ll be back, wait here alright.” He smirked leaning in and kissing her, before forcing himself to pull away and shutting the door. He made his way back to the crowed, just as another set of cars flew by, another race just getting underway and he managed to spot Emilio, who of course already had two other girls replacing Mila and Dessa.

“Hey, how’s Fox treating you?” Emilio smirked wickedly as he saw Max approaching, he knew as much as he just wanted to take off with her, in the end he was still a cop and the case took top priority and he was trying to earn Emilio’s trust not lose it.

“Actually that’s what I came to talk to you about.” Milo smirked and he hadn’t missed the way Emilio tensed. “She’s perfect.” He said honestly. “But, Honestly I’d rather fuck her in a hotel room.” He shrugged. “I’ll have her back by tomorrow morning.” He said hoping Emilio wouldn’t fight him.

Emilio thought about it for a long moment. “Your brother still here?” he asked looking Max over and Max nodded. “Alright, if by some chance you two decide to run off and get married, your brother gets a bullet to the head.” Emilio said simply, the casualness of his tone put Max on edge, but in the end he agreed with a hand shake and made his way back to the car choosing not to tell Mila what he’d just done.

He pulled out onto the road and they drove in comfortable silence for a while before he pulled into a parking lot and told he he’d be right back. He headed inside the store, buying a blanket, the most expensive wine they had, a few packs of cigarettes, and a case of beer. Eventually he got back in the car and they were on the road again, they drove for a long time until he pulled to the side of the road and a sign that said no trespassing, private beach.

They unloaded everything on the beach and just like he’d said he’d laid out a blanket and had the expensive wine. The beach was a private beach and they’d probably get in a lot of trouble if they were caught but he didn’t care all that mattered was that he had her for the entire night. It would be over far too fast, but he choose not think about it. He glanced down to her sitting on the blanket as he slipped out of his clothes.

“I told you I was going swimming, naked.” He smirked as he headed down to where the shore, walking in, knee deep, before diving under. He came back up slicking his hair back. “You coming babe? Or do I have to come get you.” He said with a playful smirk.



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Max didn't even respond, just carried her down to his car, making her smirk as he set her in the passenger seat and leaned down, one hand supporting himself as he held her eyes. She was tempted to kiss him again, but he spoke before she could. “I’ll be back, wait here alright.” He said with a smirk, before finally kissing her and she nodded and watched him turn away, closing the car door behind him. Mila watched him out the window, heading towards camp, and silently, she wondered what he was going to go do, but she changed her mind and decided she didn't want to know.

When he finally came back, he got in and pulled out, and the ride was silent, but not uncomfortably. He pulled into a store parking lot and she watched him head inside, coming back out with bags consisting of a blanket, beer, cigarettes, and wine. They started driving again, and it was a long drive, but she didn't mind, she'd always loved long drives. The farther she could get away from Emilio and her life, the better.

Finally, he pulled over and Mila got out and smirked, seeing the no trespassing sign, knowing they could get in trouble if they were caught, but not caring. She took the wine and the beer and watched him lay out the blanket before setting her things down and sitting on the blanket, lighting a cigarette from one of the packs he'd bought.

Mila smirked as she smoked, watching him slip out of his clothes. “I told you I was going swimming, naked.” He smirked and she took a drag off her cigarette, watching him walk out to the water and dive in. “You coming babe? Or do I have to come get you.” He said playfully and she raised a brow and laughed.

She was half tempted to shout at him to come get her, interested to see how he'd react, but instead she stood, flicking her cigarette away, and pulled all of her clothes off before running out to join in in the water. It was freezing, but it felt incredible. Mila went under and came back up with a smirk. "It's been forever since I've been to the beach." She sighed, letting the soft rolling of the waves push and pull her body a moment, closing her eyes, enjoying how normal it was to go to the beach.

It felt utterly incredible not to have to put on a show for him like she did everyone else. With him, she felt like Mila, she didn't feel like Fox, and that scared her a little because she'd had to be Fox for so long, she wasn't sure she even remembered who Mila was anymore or how to be her.

Eventually, Mila opened her eyes and swam over to him, wrapping her arms around him and kissing his lips hard, moaning softly against them. It was just the beach, she knew that. Some girls experienced the ocean every single day. But it was more than that to her. If she was at the beach, she wasn't at the beach just to enjoy the sun and sand, she was there as Emilio's arm candy, kept on a leash. It felt good to kiss him, and she kissed him like he was her boyfriend and they were on a date at the beach, and no one else existed. She kissed him harder, slipping her tongue past his lips, pulling her wet body against his tightly, loving everything about the night, wishing it could last forever. "Thank you." She mumbled softly against his lips as she kissed him.




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They went for quite a while, but they hadn't finished yet. They were just taking a break. He knew that because the night wasn't over yet. They still had plenty of time left until she had to get going, and he wasn't planning on wasting even a second sleeping. He wanted to use every millisecond of his time with her.

“So, what’s your story?” She asked as she lit them both cigarettes and sat up. “Because your too good of a lover for me to believe that bullshit story your brother gave Emilio.” She said and he took a drag off his cigarette. “If you were really like Emilio, the sex would be empty.” She said and he sighed out a breath of smoke, knowing that was true.

He thought for a moment, trying to decide what to tell her before rolling on his side towards her, taking a drag off his cigarette, and propping his head up in his hand, looking her over. "I was raised by a pretty heartless man." He said simply. "He was a gangster. Probably one of the most infamous in America at the time, and his soul goal in life was for my brother and I to be just like him so he could go on forever." He shrugged and took a drag off his cigarette. "My mother, on the other hand, was a perfect angel. She was one of his girls, and everytime my father was away on work, and we were too young to go with and learn, she got to take care of us." He smirked, looking him over. "My mother showed us that it's not all about how many men you've killed, but the people you've loved." He shrugged and lay on his back, looking up at the ceiling.

"My mother got pregnant for a third time. This time it was a girl, and my father didn't want any girls so he shot her." He sighed, closing his eyes and taking a drag off his cigarette, glancing back at her. "After that, I took Max, and left that life for a while." He shrugged. "We didn't return until he was dead." He held get eyes and sat up, kissing her cheek softly before letting his lips move down, along her jaw and neck. "How about you?" He breathed against her skin. "Has this always been your life?"

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He rolled on his side and she glanced to him with a smirk as he took a drag off his cigarette and she did the same with hers. It was so simple there with him even as they sat there in silence, she couldn’t imagine being anywhere else and she loved that feeling of finally feeling like she belonged somewhere, other than on a stage stripping or pleasing some ass hole.

"I was raised by a pretty heartless man." he said pulling her from her thoughts. "He was a gangster. Probably one of the most infamous in America at the time, and his soul goal in life was for my brother and I to be just like him so he could go on forever." she listened to him, giving him her full attention "My mother, on the other hand, was a perfect angel. She was one of his girls, and everytime my father was away on work, and we were too young to go with and learn, she got to take care of us. My mother showed us that it's not all about how many men you've killed, but the people you've loved." He shrugged as he laid back looking up at the ceiling.

She knew something bad was coming, she always knew, because you never ended up where he was or where she was unless you’re past was a miserable one. She could suddenly put together why he was the way he was, even from the little bit he’d given her. As much as people liked to deny it, your past could make or break you and for most with tragic past, it broke you, made you turn to thing you never would have if things had gone a little differently. She took a drag of her cigarette as he started to talk again.


"My mother got pregnant for a third time. This time it was a girl, and my father didn't want any girls so he shot her." Dessa winced and she didn’t try and hide it, she simply couldn’t. As much as she’d seen death, she never got used to it. "After that, I took Max, and left that life for a while. We didn't return until he was dead."He shrugged like it was no big deal but she knew better. He sat up and held her eyes, he lend in pressing his lips to her cheek and she closed her eyes, taking in the way it felt s his lips moved down, along her jaw and neck. "How about you? Has this always been your life?" he asked, his breath on her skin making her shiver.

It was a simple enough question, yet it was completely complex, because Dessa had never told anyone her past. Not Emilio, not Fox, not even Elijah. No one had ever asked, because it didn’t matter where she was from or where she’d been. Emilio owned her, he didn’t want to hear her sob story, Fox and her had a no ask policy a silent agreement, and Eli had never bothered to ask. It was a painful memory and she was silent for a long moment as she finished her cigarette, before finally speaking.

“No.” she breathed and as if like a movie, memories, that she’d long forgotten started to ply in her head. “My parents were rich and happy.” She started. “Or at least I was naïve enough back then to think they were.” She swallowed hard. “Until my mom committed suicide and my dad gambled away everything.” She closed her eyes for a moment taking a deep breath. “They split my sister and I, threw us into foster care. I ended up with a family, who sold me into the human trafficking world, traveled the world. Got raped, beaten, starved, nearly died.” She opened her eyes and glanced to him, shrugging like it was nothing, she took a shuttering breath because despite how bad her life had been the next part had been the worst of it.

“Then Emilio bought me and I made the mistake of falling for his right hand man.” She sighed lighting herself another cigarette with shaking hands, before Angel it had been Eli. “Got pregnant and when Emilio found out, he made me hold the gun, he put his finger over mine and forced me to pull the trigger.” She said fighting back tears. “Not before He told Emilio I was pregnant though.” She said it almost bitter, that Emilio had found out. “Of course, Emilio told everyone he was killed by the Crimson Skulls.” She said hatefully “When Ava was born, he took her too. I get to see her twice a week if I’m lucky.” She said swallowing back angry tears. “I’d give my life if it meant Ava could get out of this fuckin life.” She breathed finally glancing to him.



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He watched her, with a smirk on his lips as she slipped out of her clothes and headed into the water. She joined him and he could tell she was sincerely enjoying herself and she was even more beautiful, glowing almost and he wished he could help her be like that all the time. She deserved happiness more than him. He hated that he couldn’t get instant results when he wanted them, he had to work slow and put all the damn pieces in place before he could act.

"It's been forever since I've been to the beach." she sighed and he flicked his eyes to her, letting them rake over her incredibly beautiful body.

He watched her enjoy the water for a long while, before she finally swam over to him, wrapping her arms around him and he instinctively wrapped his around her. She kissed him hard and he smirked against her lips kissing her back just as hard and pulling her tightly against him, so he could feel the heat between them intensify. She slipped her tongue past his lips and he groaned as he continued to kiss her back.


"Thank you." she spoke softly against his lips and he couldn’t exactly understand what she was thanking him for, it wasn’t a huge deal at least not to him, but to someone like her it was probably huge. He pressed his lips to her kissing her gently, the kind of kiss that you only saw in the movies.

“You don’t have to thank me.” He whispered against her lips. “I just want you to be happy.” He said honestly as his lips trailed her jawline. He pulled away holding her eyes, before leaning in and pressing his lips to her forehead and hugging her tightly, though not tight enough to her. “I wish I could save you.” He breathed against her skin. “I wish that I could tell you something, take everything he’s done to you away.” He said honestly He lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers again, kissing her hard but deeply. “Your worth way more than you think Babe, I just wish you could see that.” He sighed.

He picked her up, carrying her like they were newlyweds as he carried her back up to the beach and laid her down on the blanket. He didn’t kiss her though, he couldn’t understand, why he wanted her to know that she meant more to him then sex. Any other girl, he didn’t give a shit about, but her, she meant more then she should to him. He laid down on his back next to her looking up at the black starry sky, just like he’d told her they would do.

“Tell everything.” He said simply, because he wanted to know her and there was a small part of the cop in him that hoped she’d go into detail about Emilio, to give him enough information, to use. “Only if you want to though.” He said glancing to her.



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Milo kissed her gently, the kind of kiss that made the walls she'd built around her heart shake. It was the kind of kiss that felt so incredible, but also hurt because she knew she could never have it, and it made her wish her life wasn't so shitty, even though she'd sworn off feeling sorry for herself a long time ago. She could kiss him that way forever.

“You don’t have to thank me.” He whispered against her lips. “I just want you to be happy.” He said, starting to kiss her jawline and she moaned softly, closing her eyes and stretching her neck a little, taking in every second of it, and letting those words sink in. No one had ever cared about her happiness before, and she hated herself for folding so easily and believing that he genuinely cared, but she couldn't help it. He made it impossible to be suspicious. If he was fucking with her, he knew what he was doing, because she couldn't tell at all. She loved that, for once, a man genuinely wanted her to enjoy herself with him. It wasn't just about pleasing him, or his own personal satisfaction, the night was about her too, and that was something she'd never really had.

His lips pulled away from her skin and he held her eyes before he leaned in and kissed her forehead, hugging her body against his and she closed her eyes, loving what it felt like just to be held for a second. “I wish I could save you.” He breathed against her skin, making her wince because he had no idea how badly she wished the same. [b]“I wish that I could tell you something, take everything he’s done to you away.” He said honestly and she sighed and looked away, hating that he knew how badly Emilio had broken her. He lifted her chin though and kissed her again, hard, but deep, making her moan. “You're worth way more than you think Babe, I just wish you could see that.” He sighed and she sighed too, wishing she could make herself believe that, but it was hard to think of herself as worth anything more than a handful of cash anymore.

He lifted her in his arms, carrying her back to the beach and laying her on the blanket before laying next to her, watching the night sky. “Tell me everything.” He said and she sighed, pulling her eyes off him and back to the sky as well. “Only if you want to though.” He said and she could feel his eyes on her.

Mila let it fall silent between them for a moment, as she tried to decide what to tell him before biting her lip and rolling her head to the side to face him, holding his eyes. "You don't want to know everything." She breathed softly. "Half of it, I wish I could forget." Fox shrugged. "My mother was like me." She said simply, turning her head back to the sky again as she closed her eyes, remembering her mother's face. "Except she was a hell of a lot stronger than I was, because, when she found out she was pregnant, she managed to get away from the men who owned her."

Mila sighed. "Only, they caught up with us eventually, and killed her. The only reason they didn't kill me was because they'd beat me so badly, they didn't think I'd live anyway." Fox reached for a cigarette and lit it, taking a slow drag. "I lived on the streets for three years, until, when I was twelve, I was drugged and kidnapped." She bit her lip hard. Her years being bought and sold in the dark world of human trafficking were times she tended to block from her memory. They were terrible. "After a while of being tossed around, bought, sold, raped, beaten, all that shit, a man named Jake bought me." It had been so long since she'd said his name it almost hurt, and Mila took another long drag off her cigarette.

"He was Emilio's half brother, and the two of them hardly got along. What Jake had, Emilio always wanted, what Emilio had, Jake wanted." She shrugged. "I was in love with Jake, it was really hard not to be, he was so different from the assholes I was used to, and Emilio scared the shit out of me. Eventually though, Emilio's stupid rivalry with his brother extended to me and he took me from him." She closed her eyes, pausing a second. "And Jake let him." She finally managed to breathe a little shakier. "I nearly destroyed me, and it pissed Emilio off that I wouldn't stop moping, so one day, he went out, and came home with blood on his hands." Mila winced at the memory's. "When I asked him who's it was, he told me it was Jake's." Mila shrugged. "Ever since then, I've been Emilio's." She finally breathed, sitting up and taking a long drag of her cigarette, watching the dark ocean, letting it fall silent for a long time before glancing at him over her shoulder. "Be thankful I cut out all the horrible details." She smirked and shrugged, flicking her cigarette away and returning her gaze to the waves. "How about you?" She asked softly. "What's your story?" Mila smirked and lay back down next to him. "It's got to be pretty fucking interesting, seeing as, somehow, you're not a heartless asshole, and yet you still ended up in this business."




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It was silent for a long time, and Cain didn't push. He knew her life had to be tragic, considering where she'd ended up. “No.” She finally breathed and he just watched her. Just by the way she'd breathed that one syllable he knew she was going to tell him, but he also knew it was going to be hard for her. “My parents were rich and happy. Or at least I was naïve enough back then to think they were. Until my mom committed suicide and my dad gambled away everything.” She started and he just listened. “They split my sister and I, threw us into foster care. I ended up with a family, who sold me into the human trafficking world, traveled the world. Got raped, beaten, starved, nearly died.” He watched her shrug like it was nothing, but the look in her eyes when she glanced to him wasn't hard to read. He could tell those were some of the most painful years of her life.

“Then Emilio bought me and I made the mistake of falling for his right hand man.” She sighed and he listened, lighting himself a cigarette as she did too, watching the way her hands shook, knowing how painful it was for her to tell him the things she was. “Got pregnant and when Emilio found out, he made me hold the gun, he put his finger over mine and forced me to pull the trigger. Not before He told Emilio I was pregnant though.” She said. “Of course, Emilio told everyone he was killed by the Crimson Skulls. When Ava was born, he took her too. I get to see her twice a week if I’m lucky.” She continued, and he could tell that really hurt her. “I’d give my life if it meant Ava could get out of this fuckin life.” She breathed finally.

Cain sighed and let it fall silent a second, finishing off his cigarette before stamping it out on the nightstand and rolling over on top of her, kissing her forehead gently, and then her lips, and then her jaw, and then down her neck, letting every kiss be tender and slow, wanting her to know she was important. "You're a good mother." He breathed against her skin, working his way along her shoulder before back up her neck. "I know I haven't known you very long, so you probably won't believe me, but it's true. I can tell a lot about a person from the sound of their voice, and I can tell, just by the way you said her name, that you're a good mother." He pulled away, holding her eyes a minute, running his thumb over her lips. "You're beautiful Dess." He breathed softly before leaning down, pressing his lips to hers, kissing her deeper than he'd ever kissed any girl, needing her to believe him.

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There was a lot Dessa would change if she could. For starts getting pregnant, she wouldn’t change Ava for the world, but the sick reality of it was that Ava didn’t deserve to grow up the way she was and It was all Dessa’s fault. It killed her every day more than anyone knew and more then she’d like to admit. She took one last drag off her cigarette before stomping it out.

Cameron rolled over on top of her and kissed her forehead gently and she closed her eyes, letting the tears she’d been holding back finally fall because she couldn’t fight them anymore. The kiss on her forehead had been a simple gesture to him, yet to her it was just about the nicest thing a guy had ever down. Then he kissed her lips and more teas fell down her cheeks and she kissed him back weakly. His lips moved along her jaw and then down her neck and she let out a shuttering breath. He was kissing her like she actually meant something and that scared her, because she was so convinced that she meant nothing. That all she was good for was sealing deal, making money, and pleasing Emilio.

"You're a good mother." he breathed against her lips, she had to keep her eyes closed to keep from completely breaking down, he continued his kisses along her shoulder, before moving back up her neck. "I know I haven't known you very long, so you probably won't believe me, but it's true. I can tell a lot about a person from the sound of their voice, and I can tell, just by the way you said her name, that you're a good mother." he said the words that she needed to hear, but she didn’t want to hear from him, because it only solidified that simple fact that he was breaking down her walls. She opened her eyes only to meet his gaze as he ran his thumb over her lips causing her to shiver. "You're beautiful Dess." he breathed her name, not her stage name and it felt incredible.

She was getting ready to push him away, because that was all she knew how to say. She’d already formed the cruel words she’d say and then she’d slip her close back on and leave. She was practically trained to do that when a guy got to close. Only he lend in before she had the chance to speak and he kissed her deeper then she’d ever been kissed like he needed her to know what he was saying, he meant. He’d stolen the words she’d worked so hard to put together, right out from under her. Her head was spinning and her whole body was on fire. The only thing that mattered was the two of them, even if Emilio came busting through the door, she wouldn’t give a shit, because kissing him took everything away. All the pain, all the heartache, he took it all with that single kiss and she couldn’t help but moan deeply into his lips as she kissed him back just as hard.

She ran her fingertips over his shoulder blades, loving the smooth warmth of his skin. She forced herself to pull away then, letting her lips move tenderly along his jawline, like they were completely in love, despite the fact they’d just met, she felt a connection between them that she couldn’t quite explain. She brought her lips back to his and kissed him, she kissed him like she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She knew it was dangerous the way she was kissing him, she was risking her life and his and Ava’s. Because she wasn’t just kissing him and she knew they wouldn’t be able to stop with just tonight, they were already dangerously addicted to each other, she could feel it even as they continued to kiss, she told herself to pull away but she just couldn’t.

She forced herself to pull away and she found his eyes, she held them in silence for a long moment. She could read it in his eyes, just like she knew he could read it in hers that it was inevitable, if they didn’t walk away tonight and go their separate ways they’d end up dead or running for ever and in all honest she really didn’t care.

“Do you know what you’re getting yourself into?” she whispered and it was a serious question like she wanted to hear it from him, that he knew exactly who she was and how dangerous Emilio was.



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He kept his eyes on the black sky above them as it went silent between them and he listened to the waves crashing on the shore. He wasn’t entirely sure what it was about her, Max was the kind of guy who could get any girl, he knew that and as much as he wanted to admit that he only want Fox, because he couldn’t have her, he knew that wasn’t it. She was beautiful and every time he kissed her he felt alive and he knew that it wasn’t just some passing phase. He glanced to her as he felt her eyes on him and he rolled his head to the side so he could hold her gaze as she spoke.

"You don't want to know everything. Half of it, I wish I could forget." He sighed, he knew then what she was going to tell him, was her own personal hell. [b]"My mother was like me." she said simply and he watched as she closed her eyes and somehow he knew exactly what she was doing, because he did it every time someone mentioned his mother’s name. "Except she was a hell of a lot stronger than I was, because, when she found out she was pregnant, she managed to get away from the men who owned her." she continued and he listened as his eyes took in every inch of her face into memory.


"Only, they caught up with us eventually, and killed her. The only reason they didn't kill me was because they'd beat me so badly, they didn't think I'd live anyway." he sat up then, taking aswig from one of the many bottles of alcohol. "I lived on the streets for three years, until, when I was twelve, I was drugged and kidnapped. After a while of being tossed around, bought, sold, raped, beaten, all that shit, a man named Jake bought me." even though he wasn’t looking at her, he could hear the pain she was trying to hide in her voice. "He was Emilio's half brother, and the two of them hardly got along. What Jake had, Emilio always wanted, what Emilio had, Jake wanted. I was in love with Jake, it was really hard not to be, he was so different from the assholes I was used to, and Emilio scared the shit out of me. Eventually though, Emilio's stupid rivalry with his brother extended to me and he took me from him." he sighed as she paused "And Jake let him. I nearly destroyed me, and it pissed Emilio off that I wouldn't stop moping, so one day, he went out, and came home with blood on his hands."

He glanced back at her as she winched and his jaw clenched and his grip tightened around the bottle as he took another swig, he knew her pain more then she’d ever know. Not only had the first girl he’d fallen in love with cheated on him, but it was with his own fucking brother, his flesh and blood. Even after Kimmy and Cain had apologized and he’d taken her back, they’d still hooked up. Emilio and Jake remained him way to much of him and Cain. Because despite the fact that they were brothers and they loved each other, they were both stubborn and dangerous and if there fighting went too far, one of them would end up dead.

"When I asked him who's it was, he told me it was Jake's." She shrugged like it was no big deal, but the tone of her voice as she spoke gave her away. Max was a cop, which practically made him a human lie detector. "Ever since then, I've been Emilio's.” he laid back down them and she sat up. He focused on the sky for a moment. “Be thankful I cut out all the horrible details. How about you? What's your story?" she smirked as she flicked her cigarette away. "It's got to be pretty fucking interesting, seeing as, somehow, you're not a heartless asshole, and yet you still ended up in this business." she added.

She sighed as he sat up and lend over, placing soft kisses along her shoulders, before pressing his lips to hers gently, because as stupid as it sounded it had honestly been entirely too long for him, since he’d tasted her lips. He kissed her deeply, fisting her dark hair in his hand. Before he finally pulled away and held her eyes as he tried to decide exactly what he was going to tell her and what he had to leave out to keep up his cover.

“Well, my father was a hitman, fucking brilliant hitman.” He started. “My mom, she was perfect.” He sighed. “What she saw in my dad I’ll never know, he was cruel and cold. Started taking me and my brother with him on jobs when we were just kids.” He spoke smoothly, as if pacing himself, like he was trying not to fall apart. He lit himself a cigarette as he turned his eyes onto the dark ocean water. “My brother and I were his pride and joy.” He sighed taking a long drag off his cigarette, blowing the smoke out in front of him. “He liked boys, so when my mom got pregnant with a girl, he shot her, made us help bury her body.” He choked back the pain in his voice.

“Fuck.” He breathed, trying to compose himself, Max had always been more emotional than his brother and he hated himself for that, he wished he was more like Cain. “Anyways, after that, my brother took me and we left. Didn’t look back. We were introduced back into drugs a while later, that’s when I met her he said changing up the story a little. “Stupidly feel in love with her and was there when she chose to get a fucking abortion.” He said and he couldn’t fight the pain in his voice. “Then I walked in on her and Cameron, not one, but three times.” He shook his head, pausing as he finished off one of the bottle of alcohol that was nearly full, before tossing it away and he could feel the anger building in him. “I fucking took her back even then. It was world war three between him and I for her.” He shrugged. “Then I woke up one morning and she was gone.” He said taking a deep breath as he glanced to her.

“After that I tried drinking myself to death, but God seems to think I need to be alive.” He smirked. “I guess I know why now.” He said referring to her as he held her eyes.



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He sat up next to her with a sigh and she closed her eyes as he leaned over and placed soft kisses along her shoulder, making her moan softly, loving the feel of his lips on her skin. He kissed her lips then and she kissed back just as deeply as he was kissing her, heart racing when he fisted a hand in her hair. For a moment, she thought he was going to ignore her and not tell his story, and part of her wanted to hear it, because she wanted to know him, but another part of her was worried about letting herself get too close to him. If she let herself know him, she'd grow even more attached to him than she already was, and she didn't want that. She didn't want him to end up hurt because he'd treated her well.

Eventually though, he pulled away and she could see in his eyes, that he was trying to decide how much to tell her. “Well, my father was a hitman, fucking brilliant hitman.” He started and she listened. “My mom, she was perfect. What she saw in my dad I’ll never know, he was cruel and cold. Started taking me and my brother with him on jobs when we were just kids.” He said, turning his eyes away from her and onto the water ahead of him while he spoke. "He liked boys, so when my mom got pregnant with a girl, he shot her, made us help bury her body.” He choked.

“Fuck.” He breathed, and she knew he was having a hard time telling her, so she didn't push. He could stop anytime he wanted, she wouldn't mind. “Anyways, after that, my brother took me and we left. Didn’t look back. We were introduced back into drugs a while later, that’s when I met her." He said and she assumed he meant Kimmy. She could tell just by the way he'd said it. “Stupidly fell in love with her and was there when she chose to get a fucking abortion. Then I walked in on her and Cameron, not once, but three times.” He continued and she could practically feel the pain in his voice. “I fucking took her back even then. It was world war three between him and I for her. Then I woke up one morning and she was gone.” He said and looked over at her.

“After that I tried drinking myself to death, but God seems to think I need to be alive. I guess I know why now.” He said with a smirk and she smirked back and sighed, climbing into his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I know that kind of pain." She breathed, holding his eyes. "I've tried to die more times than I can count, but something just won't let me." Mila sighed before kissing his lips, leaning her body against his, laying him back on the blanket. "She doesn't deserve you, you know." She whispered, hovering over him. "Not that I'm saying I do, I've done some pretty terrible shit." she shrugged. "But a girl who can't appreciate your love doesn't deserve it." Mila said softly, pressing her lips against his jaw, before moving along his neck and then down his chest slowly.




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Cain could practically taste how badly she'd needed to be kissed the way he was kissing her. She kissed him back just as deeply, and he could tell, just by the way she did it, that he was breaking down barriers she'd had up for a long time, and, in all honesty, she was doing the same to him. He wanted her more than he'd ever wanted anyone, and that was what worried him. He couldn't have her. Not to mention the fact that, the fact she was unattainable might be the only reason he wanted her so badly. He'd always wanted what he couldn't have, and he was passionate about it, too, until he got it, and then he easily grew bored. He was terrified of that happening with her, because, not only did he want her, he'd made the mistake of caring about her pain. He didn't want to hurt her.

Her fingers ran along his shoulder blades, driving him crazy and making him groan softly against her lips before she pulled away and her lips started to move along his jaw. The kisses were tender, like they were lovers, and they felt incredibly real. For some reason, he hardly knew her, but being with her was as easy as being with someone he'd known for years.

Her lips came back to his and she kissed him like they were standing at the alter saying their vows. Like she knew he was the one she wanted to spend the rest of her life with and, for some reason, unlike with other girls, that didn't scare him. They were both going to end up dead or hurt, he knew that, he should be scared, but he wasn't. All that mattered was her lips on his, and kissing her back with the same intensity.

Eventually, she pulled away, and he could read the message in her eyes as clearly as if she had it written there. He knew there was no going back for either of them if they didn't stop right then and there. They wouldn't stop trying to be together until they were dead.

“Do you know what you’re getting yourself into?” She whispered almost like she was trying to warn him.

Cain smirked at her and kissed along her jaw, pausing by her ear. "I know perfectly well what I'm getting into with you." He whispered before kissing her lips hard. "You'll be mine someday or I'll die trying to get you." He smirked against her lips, sliding a hand down her body, rubbing the inside of her thigh while his lips moved down her body slowly, tenderly.

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What scared her the most was the smirk on his face that told her he didn’t give a shit that she belonged to one of the most feared men in the drug world or that he didn’t care that she was a mom or that she was broken. She wasn’t sure that anyone had ever not cared. Every other guy knew there limits, knew they had to pay and at the end of the day that was it, because they were too scared of Emilio to even think about falling for her, not him though and she loved that. His lips moved along her jaw causing her to moan softly, he paused at her ear, her heart speed up and her breathing stopped.

"I know perfectly well what I'm getting into with you."[/b] he whispered, before pressing his lips hard against her and she kissed him back as she ran her finger tips along his chest. "You'll be mine someday or I'll die trying to get you." he smirked against her lips causing her to shiver, it was like she knew he’d just signed his death certificate, yet neither of them cared.

A hand slid down her body, leaving a path of heat along her skin. He rubbed the inside of her thigh while his lips moved down her body and the way he kissed her made her moan deeply, despite herself. She couldn’t help it with him, he made her completely crazy. She bit her lip, closing her eyes as his lips worked down her body. She forgot everything for the moment, the fact that she was nothing more than a whore, meant to be bought and sold or the fact that Emilio would kill him if he found out they were close or just like Eli, he’d make Dess kill him. He made her forget all of that.
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They’d gone the rest of the night and by the time he’d rolled off of her the sun was showing through the blinds, lighting up the darkened bedroom. The engines of the cars and the loud music had long since faded. She laid on his chest, listening as his rapid heartbeat started to slow, matching her own slowing heartbeat as she managed to get her breathing under control. It was going to be hard as hell to leave him. She was already thinking about it, because it was morning and she’d have to get back to Danny before he woke up, because as much as Danny hated Emilio, he wouldn’t hesitate to get her into trouble.

After a long moment of silence, Dess sat up and pressed her lips against his. Letting them move along his jaw before coming back to his lips. She was completely sore, in places she’d never been sore before and she didn’t even know it was possible for her to still be sore. They hadn’t just fucked though, they’d made love, like they couldn’t live without each other and it had been incredible.

“I’ve gotta go.” She whispered against his lips. “Because if Emilio finds out I was with you instead of that ass hole who bought me, he’ll skin me alive.” She sighed kissing him again, the kiss was soft.

She stood up then and slipped her close back on her entire body ached not only from sleeping with Cain, but because of how badly Emilio had beat the shit out of her last night. She was literally forcing herself to leave him, she didn’t want to leave. She pulled Danny’s shirt on, finishing getting dressed, just as she heard the front door to Cain’s trailer open.

“Cain, where the fuck are you!” Kimmy’s voice was nearly a shriek and she sounded beyond pissed, but Dessa hadn’t missed the way she’d called him Cain instead of Cameron and she glanced to him as if she wanted to ask him why she was calling him Cain and not Cameron. That was an immediate red flag and Dessa felt stupid all over again. It was just a name she knew that, but it bothered her.

She scoffed rolling her eyes. “Save it.” She said interrupting him before he could try and make up an excuse. She sighed as she pushed opened the door only to run into Kimmy, who looked over her in shock. “He’s all yours.” Dessa Smirked. “I was just leaving.” She spat pushing past Kimmy and slipping out of the trailer heading back to Danny’s.



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Max hated telling people about his past and he rarely did, because the memories were too painful and they just pissed him off. He was surprised at how he’d managed to keep his cool around her though. He hadn’t been able to hide the pain, but he’d managed to keep his temper under control for the most part and he wondered if it had something to do with her. She climbed into his lap wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I know that kind of pain." she breathed and as they held each other’s eyes and he could tell by the honest in her voice that she wasn’t just saying it to make him feel better like every other person. "I've tried to die more times than I can count, but something just won't let me." she sighed pressing her lips to his and he placed hand on her lower back as she laid him back on the blanket and he went without hesitation. "She doesn't deserve you, you know. that I'm saying I do, I've done some pretty terrible shit." she whispered as she hovered over him and he couldn’t help but smirk. "But a girl who can't appreciate your love doesn't deserve it." her voice was soft and he struggled to focus on her words as her lips moved along his jaw and continued down his neck and chest.

He closed his eyes enjoying the way her lips stung his skin and he knew that even if he never got to see her again there was no way he could forget the way his lips felt on his skin or the way she tasted. He groaned softly, before fisting his hand in her hair and gently pulling her back to his lips and he kissed her hard, wanting her to know that they’d eventually be together, it didn’t matter what he had to do to get her he’d do it. And, when he got her he wasn’t going to let her go like Jake had and he wasn’t going to let his brother fuck things up between them and he didn’t give a shit how dangerous Emilio was, because he could be just as dangerous and he let her know all of that in that single kiss.

He flipped her swiftly onto her back so that he was on top, he held her eyes for a moment, letting silence fall between them, because for some reason with her, he knew that Mila knew what he was thinking without even having to say it. They had known each other a total of forty-eight hours, yet they were connected on a much deeper level then he’d ever been with any other girl.

“I’m gonna get you out of here.” His whispered words were a promise, he wasn’t giving her the option to argue with her. “We both deserve better.” He breathed as he lend down pressing his lips to hers and kissing her deeply slipping is tongue past her lips to deepen the kiss. “And, I hate to break it to you, but you deserve a whole hell of a lot better than me.” He breathed against her lips, before they moved along her jaw line and down her neck. “But, I’m not complaining.” He teased, smirking against her skin as he spoke in between kisses.

He moved his lips slowly and teasingly along her collar bone, before he continued down her body, kissing her lovingly like they were already a couple and she was the love of his life. Sure he’d only meet her a few days ago, but after Kimmy Max refused to fall for another girl, yet he’d fallen for Mila so easily and that’s how he knew she was different. His hands roamed her body freely, he wanted her to feel important, that the night was more about her pleasure and less about pleasing him. His hands moved down her body until they reached the inside of her thigh, he rubbed her tight roughly, while his lips kissed the inside of her other thigh.



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Mila smirked against his skin when he groaned softly, continuing to kiss him before he fisted a hand in her hair and pulled her lips back up to his, kissing her hard. The kiss told her everything he was feeling and she loved that about him. She wasn't used to a man being honest with her. It told her he was willing to risk everything to be with her and that she could count on him, which scared the shit out of her because she'd been brainwashing herself for years to believe that she couldn't count on anyone.

He flipped her over quickly so he was ontop of had and she smirked, holding his eyes in silence for a long moment. “I’m gonna get you out of here.” He whispered, promising her. It was almost and impossible promise to keep, and she wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but he wasn't giving her room to argue. “We both deserve better.” He breathed and leaned down, kissing her deeply, slipping his tongue past her lips, deepening it even further. “And, I hate to break it to you, but you deserve a whole hell of a lot better than me.” He breathed against her lips before he started to kiss down her jaw and neck making her close her eyes and stretch her neck for him, loving the way it felt. “But, I’m not complaining.” He teased with a smirk against her skin that made her smirk too.

He kissed slowly along her collarbone, teasing her, making her want him so bad it hurt before his lips started to make their way down her body. The way he kissed her skin was incredible. He kissed her like he loved her, making her moan softly, loving the way his lips felt on her skin. His rough hands started to roam her body, and even the way he touched her was different than all the other men she'd dealt with. He touched her, not like she was some cheap whore, but the woman he loved. Not only did it make her feel physically incredible, but it actually made her feel like she was important for the first time in a long time.

His hands made their way down her body, driving her crazy, before he reached the inside of her thigh, rubbing it roughly, making her absolutely wild. His lips continued to make their way down too before he pressed them against the inside of her other thigh. Mila arched her back and moaned, loving the way he could set her whole body on fire. "Shit, Milo, stop fucking with me." She moaned breathlessly, biting her lip, knowing that, after that night, she'd never get over him, or the way his lips and hands felt on her skin.




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They went the rest of the night, until it was light outside, and it was, without a doubt, the best sex he'd ever had. Because it hadn't been just sex. His intentions hadn't been to use her and then throw her away. He actually wanted her. They lay there together afterwards, letting their heartbeats slow, in a long moment of silence while he tried not to think about the fact that she had to leave soon.

Eventually, she sat up, kissing his lips before trailing her lips along his jaw and them coming back to his lips. He smirked against them, kissing her back. “I’ve gotta go.” She whispered and he sighed, pulling back. “Because if Emilio finds out I was with you instead of that ass hole who bought me, he’ll skin me alive.” She sighed before kissing him softly again and he nodded, understanding. The last thing he wanted was Emilio hurting her on his account again.

He watched her get ready to go before heading for the door sand he winced when he heard Kimmy's voice calling him by his real name. Dess's eyes landed on him and he sighed, running his fingers through his hair. He was about to claim Cain was his middle name when she turned and left anyway, irritated.

Cain sighed and stood, pulling his jeans on as Kimmy came into the room and wrapped her arms around him from behind, kissing his shoulder. "Where were you last night? Some asshole tried fucking me."

"Fuck off Kim." He rolled his eyes, shrugging her arms off him and pulling his shirt on, turning to face her. "First of all, that wouldn't have happened if you'd had any common sense and stayed with one of the other guys like I told you." He spat.

"Oh whatever, you're just pissed I interrupted you and that whore. Isn't she Emilio's girl? What are you doing with her anyway?" She accused.

Cain shrugged casually. "I thought she'd be good for information, and a good fuck." He lied and looked her over. "Not that I owe you and explanation. Get the fuck out of here and I don't know, maybe do your job. While you're at it, mind not screaming Cain at the top of your fucking lungs. It's Cameron."

"Wow, so hostile." She teased.

He sighed exhaustedly. "You make me that way Kimmy." He rolled his eyes and slipped out of the trailer to take a walk and get away from her.

She scoffed rolling her eyes. “Save it.” She said interrupting him before he could try and make up an excuse. She sighed as she pushed opened the door only to run into Kimmy, who looked over her in shock. “He’s all yours.” Dessa Smirked. “I was just leaving.” She spat pushing past Kimmy and slipping out of the trailer heading back to Danny’s.

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The ground were quiet and Dessa assumed the was mostly because everyone was hung over from last night. She knew Emilio would be expecting her back, but not before she made an appearance to make Danny think they’d spent the night together. She slipped into his trailer, pulling his shirt over her head so she was in nothing but her bra and panties and crawled under the blankets, settling in next to him. She laid there for what felt like forever, before Danny finally woke up and she pretended to be asleep only for him to shake her awake violently.

“What the fuck?” he nearly screamed causing her to wince as he shoved her off of him. “What the hell happened?” He spat bitterly, he slipped his jeans on before reaching out and grabbing her wrist roughly pulling her up from the bed.

“What can I say; you’re just like your brother. It was easy to seduce you.” She smirked, he slapped her across the face, causing her head to whip to the side and her face stung but she merely rolled her eyes. “Careful, you fuck me up to much, Emilio will make you pay.” She smirked.

Danny tossed her back down to the bed then before storming out of the trailer and slamming the door behind him. She took that as her cue, to go back to Emilio. She sighed as she made her way to Emilio’s trailer which was the biggest trailer. She slipped in and to her surprise, Emilio was alone, not other girls, no angel, just him and as he stood at the stove making breakfast for Ava and there were moments like right then, that made her feel guilty for the night she’d just spent with Cam.

“Morning, momma.” He said glancing to her with a smirk and Ava smiled up at her mom and for the moment, they could actually pass as a normal family, almost. She smirked as she walked up to him and kissed, him but compared to the night she spent with Cameron, she felt nothing between them.

“Morning.” She breathed against his lips and she could tell he was in a good mood and it was because for the moment he was actually sober. Odessa walked over to Ave kissing her forehead. “I’m going to shower.” She said to which Emilio nodded as she slipped into the bathroom.



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He could tell he was driving her crazy and that made him smirk against her skin. She arched her back and he loved the way her moan sounded because he knew that she was enjoying it. She wasn’t pretending and if she was, she was one hell of an actress.

"Shit, Milo, stop fucking with me." She moaned, he smirked wickedly as he placed a final kiss on the inside of her thigh.

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Max and Mila had gone all night and he wouldn’t have stopped, but he was so exhausted, he couldn’t continue. He’d tried, but they were both exhausted and just like he’d told her he hadn’t just fucked her, he’d made love to her. The sex had been incredible and he knew he’d compare it to every other girl he slept with for the rest of his life, then again if he could help it, she’d be the only girl he fucked for the rest of his life.

He pulled her to his chest, just as the sun hit their skin and started to warm their bare skin. Cars had started to drive by, though they were far enough from the road you couldn’t see them, you could only hear them. He was tempted to fall asleep until he remembered Emilio’s threat and he sighed as he lit a cigarette with his free hand. His other hand rested on her back as his fingertips slid up and down her back slowly.

“We gotta go babe.” He whispered, regrettably as he kissed her forehead. “This fucking sucks.” He sighed as he placed his cigarette between her lips.



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They'd gone until she literally couldn't breathe, and even then, they hadn't stopped until it became impossible to move. It had been absolutely incredible, and the first time someone had made love to her it a long time. Her entire body was sore, not just from the sex, but from the entirety of the last few nights, sleeping with Emilio all day, then sleeping with him, then getting the shit beat out of her by Emilio all night, then the races, then sleeping with him again. She wasn't sure what was even keeping her going at that point, but all the pain in the world was worth it for the night they'd just had. She wished she could fuck him, and only him, for the rest of her life, because she knew anyone else was going to pale in comparison, but she knew that was impossible.

He pulled her onto his chest and Mila closed her eyes and rested her head against him, loving the way the sun's rays warmed her skin. She knew they should head back, but she wished they didn't have to. She wished they could fall asleep out there together and spend the day like that, just lounging on the beach. She heard the flick of a lighter and the smell of smoke as she lay there, breathing deeply, sighing softly in satisfaction when his fingertips started to run up and down her spine slowly, sending a tingling sensation through her entire body.

“We gotta go babe.” He whispered, and she turned her head to open her eyes and look at him as he kissed her forehead. “This fucking sucks.” He sighed, putting his cigarette between her lips.

She sighed and sat up sorely, taking a drag off if and watching the waves a second before reaching for his shirt, pulling it on over her head, glad that, at least this time, Emilio wouldn't be pissed at her for fucking him so she didn't have to hide it. She leaned over. Kissing his lips gently before pulling away and standing, slipping back into her panties and gathering her things. "You're right." She said, taking a drag off her cigarette. "We really need to be getting back soon."




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Cain managed to catch a glimpse of Dess, slipping into Emilio's trailed and he sighed, just hoping they didn't get caught. Neither of them could afford that. Hopefully Kimmy kept her big mouth shut or they'd be in a lot of shit.

He lit himself a cigarette, taking a long drag as he walked to the edges of the camp and then back again, towards his trailer, hoping Kimmy was gone.

When he got back, he was glad to see she wasn't there so he made himself some coffee and breakfast, wondering where Max was briefly before eating by himself, a file oven on the table next to him, skimming it while he ate, ever the workaholic.

When he was done, Cain sighed, stashing the file away again and calling the chief. "Cain! How's it going down there? It's nice to know my boys aren't dead yet!" He answered right away, always eager to take his calls and Cain smirked and rolled his eyes, sitting back on his seat.

"Chief. When I found out about a certain someone joining the police force, I asked you one favor." He prompted, raising a brow.

"Never to put you and Kimmy Porter on a case together." he finished for him.

"Right. So guess what this call's about?"

"I'm going to assume you haven't called just because you care then." He teased. "Look, I can't take Kimmy off. I just can't. She's too good. All the other women we have can't handle the kind of shit you guys are dealing with down there. If that girl had gone into acting instead of police work, she'd have an oscar by now."

"She's driving me fucking crazy chief. I can't work with her." He sighed, frustrated.

"Hmm. I'll think about it, but that's not for sure." He said. "In the mean time, tolerate her and her back to work." with that he hung up and Cain sighed, dropping his face into his hands with a groan.

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Odessa took a long, hot shower. It didn’t matter that the water was practically scolding her skin, it was so hot, her skin eventually went numb. She was exhausted with her life, she was in more pain then she was letting on. From fucking Cameron the first night, to Emilio finding out and fucking him and letting him beat the shit out of her, to last night when he’d beat the shit out of her again, and then spending the night with Cam.

She rested her forehead against the shower tile, letting the hot water run down her back as she let the steam clear her complicated thoughts. For the first time in a long time she let herself cry, because the water disguised the tears and she could lie to herself. She still wasn’t entirely sure who Cain or Cameron was, she was fairly certain she was quickly falling for him, and if Emilio knew he’d kill Cain and Ava and force her to stay alive because that was worse than killing her and he was smart enough to know that.

Eventually she collected herself and stepped out of the shower. She slipped into a white bikini, before slipping one of Emilio’s old shirts over her head and tying in up to expose her mid-drift. Finally she slipped into a pair of daisy duke shorts. The outfit showed off nearly every inch of her inked body. She covered her bruises and the slice across her neck best she cool before heading back out to where Emilio and Ava were eating breakfast. She ran her fingers through her still wet hair, sliding into the booth like table next to Ava.

“You sleep well?” Emilio asked but the question didn’t sound right, she knew him way to well. She sighed as she lend back in the seat and kept her eyes on him. “I’m thinking of having you show that Cameron guy a thing or two about or world.” He said glancing up and his tone was serious Dess knew better then to interrupted so she just continued to listen.

“I liked them.” Ava chimed in as she took a sip of her orange juice, Emilio smirked up at Odessa then and she knew that he was planning.

“Yeah?” he flicked his dark gaze to Avalon. “Me too baby.” He breathe before looking back to Dessa. “But, if their cops…” Emilio trailed off holding Mustang’s eyes. “We don’t like cops do we babe?” Dess shook her head to his question and she already knew what he was asking her to do without him having to stay anything.

“I got it.” Dessa sighed. “I don’t think they are, but I’ll find out.” She said simply making herself a plate, figuring she better eat, because she wasn’t entirely sure when she’d eaten last.



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He watched her lean over and grab his shirt before slipping it on and he sighed. He didn’t want to leave. That had been the best night of his life, it wasn’t just the sex, it was simply being with her. Now if he was being completely honest he wasn’t sure when he’d get to see her again and that was the only thing that scared him. She leaned in pressing her lips to his and he kissed her back, before she pulled away and slipped the rst of her clothes on and gathered her things.

"You're right." she said and he sighed and stood up then as he started to collect everything they’d brought down to the beach. "We really need to be getting back soon."

The ride back was quite for the most part, he assumed it was because both of them were dreading going back, for more reasons than being apart. Sure a big part of him not wanting to go back was because he wasn’t sure when or if he’d see her again and the thought alone was killing him. Not only that, but he wasn’t sure him and his brother were on the best terms after he’d attacked Cain last night. He thought to himself as he rubbed his sore jaw. Then there was Kimmy, fucking Kimmy. She was going to put him and Cain through hell and that only gave him more incentive to bring Emilio down. Not only for him and Mila to actually have a chance, but to get Kimmy out of his life.

Once they’d gotten back, the place was half alive. There were a lot of people still asleep, but there were a lot awake as well. He parked his car outside his trailer. He didn’t get out right away though. He lend across the center of the car and pressed his lips to her, the kiss was almost an apology, telling her that he was sorry he she had to go back. Eventually he pulled away an with a hand on the back of her neck he held her eyes.

“I’m right here if you need me.” He whispered. “Even if it’s not sex and you just want to talk. I’m not hard to find.” He smirked. “Take your time, but I gotta go.” He breathed before kissing her one last time on the lips, before pressing his lips to her forehead and with that he slipped out of the car and disappeared into his trailer.




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After he'd gathered everything they brought, he drove her back. It was silent for the most part and she knew both of them were sitting there dreading going back. At least Tony had bought her for the night and not some random asshole, but still, that didn't mean Emilio wasn't going to treat her like shit all day. She wished, more than anything, that he'd keep driving. That they could just run away.

But she knew they couldn't. Emilio was good and he'd track her down, and once her found them, he wouldn't hesitate to kill both of them, but not before making them suffer. Besides, as much as she hated him sometimes, Mila wasn't sure she'd be able to live without Emilio. She hated to admit it, but his constant brainwashing her to love him and need him, despite the the way he treated her, had worked. She couldn't survive without him.

Back at the camp, things had just started to wake up. He parked outside his trailer and she sighed, grabbing the car handle, ready to get out and leave but he turned to her and kissed her so she stayed, smirking against his lips and kissing him back. He pulled away, hand on the back if her neck so she had to hold his eyes. “I’m right here if you need me.” He whispered and she sighed. “Even if it’s not sex and you just want to talk. I’m not hard to find.” He smirked and she nodded, even though she knew she couldn't really take him up on that offer. Emilio always had his eye on her. She didn't really have a lot of free time, and if she did, he knew where she was. “Take your time, but I gotta go.” He breathed kissing her again, then kissing her forehead before getting out and heading into his trailer.

Mila sat there for a minute, watching him until he's completely disappeared inside before grabbing her things and getting out of the car, walking through the camp to Emilio's trailer. She opened the door and sighed when she saw Ava, Emilio, and Dess at the table. Fuck. Sometimes, Emilio liked to play house, where he was the father, Dess was the wife, and Ava was their daughter. He liked pretending they were a happy little family. Unfortunately, she didn't fit the bill. In his little made-up family, she was nothing but the girlfriend he was fucking on the side. So he treated her like shit.

Mila sighed and ducked her head, hoping he'd just let her slip past them, knowing he'd want her out of the way so he could keep pretending. However, before she got past, he stood and grabbed her hair, pulling her back. She knew he was going to talk down to her, so she prepared herself before he even opened his mouth. He looked her over, hand gripping her hair tightly before using his grip on her hair to turn her head to the side. "Looks like he liked you." He smirked, rubbing his thumb across one of the hickeys from Milo that were mixed with the bruises on her neck from Emilio the night before.

"Were you good?" He asked raising a brow. "I swear to god, if you gave him any if your attitude, I'll beat you senseless." Mila shook her head.

"I was fine." She breathed. "I'm tried though Emilio. I haven't slept in two nights now." She said honestly. Not only was she impossibly sore and in a lot of pain, she was insanely tired. Her whole body was exhausted. She just wanted to sleep for a few hours before she had to be up and ready for another full night. She knew he wanted her out of the way, so she hoped he'd just let her go to bed.

"Alright," he nodded and she sighed with relief. "Go ahead, but don't sleep too long." He said and pushed her towards his bedroom. She sighed and glanced at Dess and Ava before slipping in the darkness of his room and closing the door behind her.

She leaned against it a second, eyes closed before moving over to the bed and collapsing onto it, reaching over to his nightstand drawer. She knew he'd be pissed if she took something without his permission, but, as tired as she was, she couldn't sleep with the amount of pain she was in. She needed to take something. Eventually, she found a bottle of pills. They were mild pain pills, so she dumped quite a few if them into her palm and knocked them back before laying down, hoping Emilio wouldn't think of something for her to do and come force her to get up, knowing that he wouldn't care about how much sleep she'd had if he had something else for her to do.




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The trailer door opened and Cain lifted his head to see Max coming in. He sighed, glancing out the window, seeing the girl from the night before walking off, looking his brother over. He could tell, just by the way he looked, that he liked her. More then was typical, making him raise a brow. Of course. Both of them were prone to wanting things they couldn't have. He really wasn't surprised they'd both picked the only two girls that were completely off limits to them.

"Just got off the phone." He sighed, sitting back on his seat, taking a drink of his coffee. "The chief won't that Kimmy off the case. We're stuck with her." He sighed, knowing it was a sore subject between them. Their fight the night before was evidence enough of that, but he also knew neither of them were happy about having her around. They didn't want to fight. Kimmy brought that out in them. They couldn't help it.

The chief had been right in saying she'd have an oscar if she was an actress. She was incredibly good at playing a role, pitting them against each other just because her life had fucked her up and she liked destruction.

Cain sighed and stood, walking over to Max, placing a hand on his shoulder. "We just can't let her fuck with us." He shrugged, holding his eyes. "You're my brother, she's just some girl." He said, hoping he'd be able to remember that later, when Kimmy was trying to seduce him or piss him off. "I'm going to shower, then we'll talk about our next move. Case-wise." He smirked, cutting back to business before slipping into the bathroom and starting the shower, getting in, letting the hit water and steam clear his head.

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Odessa hated the fact that she was going to have to go back to Cameron, not only was Emilio giving her permission to go back to her, but her life was on the line. If Cameron and his brother really were cops and Emilio found out before her, he’d kill her no questions asked, she’d be as good as dead. She hadn’t eaten very much, just enough to get the pain in her stomach to go away. She talked to Ava as her and Emilio laughed at the things she said and for a moment, things seemed fairly normal. The trailer door opened again and Dess glanced up to see Mila and gave her a soft smile.

Emilio got up then and grabbed her by her hair and Dessa fought the urge to get up and shove Emilio away from Mila she’d down it on more than one occasion, but she figured it wasn’t in either of their best interests. If not simply because she was already in hot water with him and she didn’t want to associate or get Dess mixed into her problems and have Emilio punish her.

Eventually Fox managed to let talk Emilio into letting her go to sleep, before he sat back down. It was quiet for a long moment, Dessa took the silence to light herself a cigarette. She hated that she couldn’t get Cain or Cameron or whatever his name was off her mind. Last night had been incredible and she hated him for be able to stay on her mind.

“Odessa.” Emilio’s voice was impatient, like he’d been trying to get her attention and she lazily turned her gaze to him. “Angel is busy taking care of some business.” Dessa knew what that meant, Angel earning blood for his leader. “And, I’m going to be busy today, because tonight is the last big race…” he trailed off taking a hit off his joint he’d light and he had Mustang’s attention. “Which means your babysitting.” He smirked and Dessa was literally shocked. “Don’t do anything stupid though, I’m always watching.” He said simply as he stood up, he collected a couple things before slipping out of the trailer.

“So…what do ya wanna do?” she asked and Dessa wasn’t entirely sure what to do, she couldn’t remember the last time Emilio had left her to actually do her job and be a mother.



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Max hated himself for already wanting to be back with Mila and it had been less than five minutes. He made his mind up right then and there that he had to get his head back in the case. He’d have to think less about the girl and more about the entirely of it all. Because once they brought Emilio down, he could spend as much time as he wanted with her, if they still liked each other or he was even alive by then. As he slipped into the trailer he noticed his brother, but he didn’t stop, he started towards his room till his brother spoke.


"Just got off the phone." his brother’s words made him pause and turn back to face his brother. "The chief won't that Kimmy off the case. We're stuck with her." Max held his brother’s eyes.


He wanted to spit some snarky comment at his brother, because he was still pissed about the whole situation. Hearing Kimmy’s name alone was painful, but there was nothing they could do. He could have told Cain, the chief wasn’t going to take her off, she’s practically the girl version of him and his brother put together. This case was too huge for them not to put three of the best undercover cops in the business on the case.


"We just can't let her fuck with us." his brother said, placing a hand on his shoulder and pulling Max from his thoughts as he held his brother’s eyes. "You're my brother, she's just some girl. I'm going to shower, then we'll talk about our next move. Case-wise." he simply nodded in agreement all though he knew it was inevitable with Kimmy in the equation they’d always fight, it was how they worked, it was the only way they knew how to function, because they’d been doing it for so long, but he was honestly too exhausted to fight.

As Cain slipped into the bathroom Max sunk down onto the couch, he lit himself a joint and felt himself start to relax. Once he was finished with the joint, he fell asleep exhausted from the last two nights he’d spent with Fox and the little sleep he’d gotten.



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