Forbidden Love: Stepbrothers Raven

Grayson: Stolen

Sitting down, I watch and wait, then reach out my hand, waiting.

“Look, I need twenty-four hours, I haven’t done it.” And there it is. As soon as he saw us I knew he had done something.

“Darren, they should be up to date constantly, we need the numbers now.” I turn to Emmet. “Check the stock.”

He walks to the safe, putting in the code; Darren stands quickly.

“Fine, okay, fine!” He shouts, and we all look at him, waiting.

“Waiting, Darren.”

“I have the numbers, but I lost some stock. I will pay for it out of my own money!” He screams as Ashton stands, walking towards him.

“How much? You’re meant to manage this place Darrem, that includes the drugs, and sales. So, how much did you f*****g lose?”

“Twenty grand.” I stared at him; I thought he was going to say something small. That he would have taken a bit to party with while we were gone, but twenty f*****g grand?

“You have forty-eight to get the cash or the drugs. You’re no longer trusted so consider yourself without a job after those forty-eight hours.” I stand and walk out with my brothers following. I don’t stop, I walk straight into Skinsteel, and we sit.

This place we own the land it's on, so the only involvement we have is that the lovely Alexa sends us a percentage of takings every month. We don’t get involved in the business. She can do as she likes here. We spend the night watching the dancers, but really I don’t, I just watch Raven.

“I could f**k her all day.” I laugh at Ashton's words.

“All day? Ashton, you wouldn’t survive an hour with her.” I joke but he takes it like a big boy and laughs.

“Are you saying you wouldn’t?” He looks at me and Emmett.

“I don’t need to stick my d**k in her or any other woman, I have Ellie.” She does the job. They both laugh and I watch as Raven climbs onto the table in front of us, dancing around the pole. I see her kneeling and lying backwards. Her hips grind so the pole rubs between her legs and f**k it’s hot.

“Yeah, you want to.” I hear Emmet and laugh.

“Want, maybe, don’t need to though.” Maybe I do need to? I watch her dance away from us. I think I need to, but that, well, that is a weakness, I don’t do what I need, what I want yes, not need.

“Party?” Ashton smiles.

“Yeah, bring some stuff to sell. Then back home and maybe see mother dearest.” I love her, but she is blind and dumb.

“Is Dave still around?” Emmett looks at me.

“Yeah, I called in briefly. Mum was working, he was, well sat back like a slob.” I can’t do much, I run away a lot of men but my mother just brings home more. Her quest to find love leads her to bring back men who just want the cash.

One day she will learn. Granted, Dave at least hasn’t hit her, so for now, I will let the devil stay. The party is nothing special, sitting we talk and people come to us about business. I keep my eyes on everyone and everything. I don’t relax, I keep watching for movements, and signs. Ellie sits on my knee as I talk to people. I see a crowd forming and look up from my phone, my eyes going to Raven.

“She likes to play.” Emmett nudges me, and I watch her and the guy. I admire her body as she stands, and he throws the daggers. She has a long way to go to beat him. I hold back the laugh at the terror on his face as she directs him to place his hands on his head. If she aims for there I don’t blame him.

I watch the speed at which she throws the daggers. “Fuck.” That is hot. I have to admit it. I stare at all three daggers between his legs. She can aim. No, I don’t do what I need, I don’t give in to what I need.

“That woman.” Ashton grins.

“Not happening, Ashton, she won’t even look your way. You’re too pretty.” Myself and Emmett laugh.

“She would. If I wanted to.” He says that yet he is clearly interested, and something tells me she won’t f**k him, I watch her walk off with the Jasper guy.

Sitting I do more business and at some point, Ashton and Emmett disappear upstairs. After So long they return, and all I can still see is Raven, her dancing, her throwing the daggers, her beating the guy in the club.

Standing I keep my arms around Ellie and walk upstairs, stepping into the bathroom I point down, and watch as she kneels for me. We don’t talk, I just close my eyes and let my head fall back from the pleasure her mouth gives me.

She’s going too slow and soft though, grasping her hair I move my hips f*****g her mouth while groaning and hearing her gag. With a final thrust, I bury myself deep in her throat and come.

I pull her back and begin sorting my clothes out leaving her in the bathroom. Anything at the parties is quick, I can’t be gone too long.

I join my brothers back on the sofa, my eyes instantly taking in where everyone is.

“Word is, Ellie been on your knee all night is making her a target.” I turn to Emmett. “Just what's been said, so careful Grayson.” I nod, of course, she is a target, any woman is a target or any woman who can’t fight anyway.

A moment later Ellie comes through and sits on my knee, I move and bounce her off so she falls to the floor, her eyes widening. Turning away from her I ignore her, it’s for her own good, people will now think she was nothing more than a f**k. She won’t get dragged into this life and hurt.

“Home.” I can’t be arsed tonight, that just killed everything. Standing I get ready and they follow.

Walking in I don’t bother with anything, I go straight to my room, closing and locking the door. It’s a habit, when they were younger I would come in, lock the door, wash the blood away, so they never saw. I sit at the desk, slowly drawing, after an hour I stop and realise I have drawn Raven, what the f**k?