Acts of Mercy: Part 2 – Chapter 10

She’s not wearing the fucking clothes I got her.

My brows furrow as I stare at the screen before me, a barely clad Alyssa walking around my home with what I’d loosely call a top.

“What’s got your panties in a knot?” William grills me from across our video chat. “You haven’t been paying attention to the briefing and your face looks like you’ve swallowed a damn lemon.”

Clicking the home surveillance window closed, I enlarge the chat between the men of WRATH securities and myself.

We check in once a week and go over pressing cases, discussing any concerns or changes. Since I’ve taken over Titus’ case, this latest briefing is addressed to me.

And where has my head been? Not in our meeting, that’s for damn sure.

No, it’s been on the little liar traipsing around my home like a Girls Gone Wild video.

That cut-off top is unacceptable.

“Mic Check, One-two, One-two.” William calls out as Titus chuckles. Bastard. You’d think he wouldn’t add fuel to the fire since I’m doing him a favor out here.

Who am I kidding? At this point I’d gladly volunteer to be anywhere but home.

Images of my hard shaft sliding in and out of my sister flash before me, making my cock stir and I shudder, disgusted by my body’s reaction. She’s forbidden. Something I could never have. What the hell is wrong with me?

Guilt consumes me as visions of a pigtailed Alyssa come to mind. Her sweet brace filled smile peering up at me as I comforted her when her mom had straight up abandoned her in a strange new environment.

A choking sound escapes me as I struggle for air.

“Hey, you okay?” William’s voice cuts through my fog and I see the concern etched across all of their faces.

“Look. If your head isn’t in the game, I can switch back out.” Titus chimes in, his brows lowered and forehead crinkled.

“Nah, man. I’ve got it. You know me. As soon as I step on the scene, everything else fades, becoming nothing but background noise.” My own words echo in my head, questioning whether that will be the case this time.

Sure, it’s never been an issue. But then again, I’d never fucked my sister before.

My head is all kinds of messed up right now.

Aiden’s deep voice comes through the line, his image on the chat grainy. “Hey, none of us doubt your abilities on the field, but you’re our numbers guy. This isn’t what you normally do. It’s totally cool if—“

“I’ve got it.” My words come out clipped, my irritation evident. “Let’s drop it. If I feel like I can’t handle a job, I’ll fucking let you know.”

William puts his hands up. “Okay, okay. Back to the contract. You’ll be in charge of the detail for an oil tycoon’s daughter. She’s a party girl and her dad wants her covered at all times. Apparently, there was an attempt on her life last week and she’s been confined to her home until we could come into play.”

My eyes shoot to Titus, wondering if he’d known who this job was for. If I recall correctly, he’d had a dalliance with a certain tycoon’s daughter. I smirk, “Titus, didn’t you—“

Titus’ eyes narrow, his words cutting me off before I can remind the group of his escapades, “Is your little sister settled in?”

At the mention of my sister, Ren speaks up, “Hey, Cassie dropped off the clothes you requested this morning. At least you won’t have to worry about the boys descending on her. I saw the stuff you set her up with. Poor girl doesn’t stand a chance in her age pool. But hey, with that cream pantsuit, she might attract a sugar daddy who could take her off your hands.”

I growl at the screen. Fucking growl. “No. Men. Allowed. Not while she’s under my roof.”

Aiden grumbles, “You all are worse than a pair of cackling hens. Are we done with the briefing?”

Wanting to end this call as quickly as possible, I wave my manila folder at the screen. “I’ve got the file. I’m all caught up and ready to take this on.”

William smirks, “Right. So we’re all done on the work front.”

“Not on the sister front!” A woman’s voice shouts from one of the screens. “Hudson, you drop that girl off for our next girls’ night!”

Ah, it’s Bella—William’s fiancé and Aiden’s daughter.

William shrugs his shoulders. “Better do as she says. You know how crazy the women of WRATH can get.”

Titus chuckles and something goes flying across his screen. I smirk, knowing there’s a good chance Ashley was the culprit.

Just then, William’s eyes narrow, staring intently at his screen. “Hey, Titus. Where are you?”

If anyone knows what Ashley’s apartment looks like it would be her brother. Her very overprotective and observant brother.

“Incoming call from a client. Gotta go.” His screen goes black and I bite back a chuckle. Fucker is going to get caught.

Can’t say that I didn’t warn him though. Rule number one, sisters are off limits.

A violent shudder washes over me for the second time today. I shake my head. Seems I can’t take my own advice. “Alright, I’ll talk to everyone later. Bella, I’ll pass that on.”

Cutting the call, my fingers hover over the mouse pad, my mind warring whether or not to click open the surveillance screens.

Stop it Hudson. Get your shit together.

Closing the laptop all together, I decide it’s time I shoved all thoughts of Little Red out of my head. I can’t be going into this case half cocked and with the way she’s had me all morning, it’s a sure-fire way to fuck up royally.

Two Weeks Later

“You can’t leave.” The blond heiress pouts her overly inflated lips at me in an attempt to look sad.

“Miss, It’s protocol. Lead security is only on premises for the first couple of weeks and once everything is running smoothly, the second in command takes over. You have nothing to worry about. You’re in good hands.” I try to remain stoic, never giving away my irritation with this brat. Truth is, she’s been coming on to me since the day I arrived on the job.

First, I never fuck a client. Second, despite her amazing tits and round ass, I can’t even manage getting to half-mast. Truth be told, for the past two weeks no female has done it for me. Not even random Jane Doe’s on PornHub, it’s that bad.

Flashes of long red hair covering pert nipples has my cock twitching in my pants and I force my eyes shut.

“See, even you can’t bear the thought of leaving me.” Cindy’s hand lands on my chest, causing my eyes to shoot open.

Gingerly grabbing her wrist and removing if from my body, I scowl. “Miss, if you have any issues with your detail, please feel free to call our office and we can arrange a new team to be sent out. I, however, will no longer be returning as we already have the routine and precautions mapped out. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a plane to catch.”

I turn before I have to deal with another fake pout from the party princess. In all honesty, in a past life, I would probably have taken her up on her offer—now that my job is done. But now, the thought of getting a prostate exam sounds more appealing than a night with Cindy.

I know that whatever I had with Alyssa was wrong. But the feeling… the feeling was right.

I just need to find someone who makes me feel like that. Someone who isn’t my sister. Someone who doesn’t give me flashbacks to a pigtailed girl.

Getting into my SUV, I head to the hangar, the call to Dallas making me press my foot to the pedal just a little bit harder.

I’m about to turn into the private airport when a call comes through the car’s audio.

“Hudson here.”

“Sir, you asked us to inform you of any unusual behavior with Miss Alyssa.” A nervous Marcus breathes into the line.

“Is she okay?” My stomach knots wondering what could be the matter. Shit. I shouldn’t have left her all alone.

“Yes, sir. She’s fine. But she has some friends over.”

My brows furrow. Thoughts of the awkward little girl come to mind and I’m just glad she’s making girlfriends. I knew she had college orientation today, so I bet she met them there. “Okay. What’s the problem with her having a couple of girls over?”

“Um.” There’s a beat of silence.

“Spit it out? Are these girls a bad influence?”

“No. These aren’t girls, sir. There’s about three young men here.”

My breathing halts and my grip tightens around the steering wheel, my knuckles cracking with the effort. “What do you mean, young men?”

“Yes. As I stated, there are three young men here. They seem to have come from her university. From what we’ve gathered, they are in one of her classes and have come under the guise of an assignment.”

My chest rises and falls rapidly, my barely contained rage threatening to eat me whole, turning me into a villain. “I don’t give a shit if they’re there to secure her a 4.0 GPA. They. Need. To. Go.”

“Understood. Would you like us to remove them from the premises or would you like to do it yourself?” Marcus knows me well. This is definitely something I’d like the pleasure of doing on my own.

Thank god I’m only an hour away by jet. I should get there in time to teach her a lesson.

I should’ve made it clear from day one.

No men. Ever.

Maybe she can pull that shit under my dad’s watch, but not mine.

I didn’t ask to be her babysitter, but now that I’ve landed the job, I’m going to make sure she’s taken care of.

Part of that is keeping her away from boys who do nothing but take. I tell myself that that’s all it is. It has nothing to do with the fact that I’ve been the only one to lay claim to her. Her body unmarred by any other.

No. I’m just doing what any good brother would do. Keeping her safe and away from dirty boys who eat innocent little girls like her for breakfast.