Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 20

Chapter 20: She Is A Dangerous Temptation

Callan

When I returned my attention to the men in front of me, my hands behind my back and walked up and down the line as I spoke calmly to them.

“You are the SR also known as The Storm Riders, the street gang that started a few years back. Your activities include drug trafficking, assaults, murder and robbery. Your rivals include Fury Legion, Dark Elites and others. Your leader is Benjamin, a pretty stupid fucking name if you ask me.” I laid down everything I learned about them.

They gasped for a moment but caught themselves.

“Damn, right.” The leader of this little crew spoke up and I smirked.

“You think you have the authority here? To mess with the Shadow Vanguard's business and members?” My voice was still calm for now.

“We mess with who we want.” He said and it was the last thing I let him say.

I withdrew my gun and cracked him in the face with the bottom of it. He dropped off the bar stool, writhing in pain and causing me. One of them stood from the stool, ready to do something about it and I turned my gun and pressed the barrel to his head.

“Go ahead, say one fucking work. I dare you.” I waited but he was silent.

“Sit the fuck down.” I ordered, his bloody friend who was still on the floor. My men pulled him up by his shirt and made him sit back on the stool with his face leaking everywhere.

“This isn't some local street gang you are fucking with. This is the mafia and we do not fuck around, you understand me? The next time I see one of you in my neighborhood, on my street and you dare touch one of my businesses, I will kill you on the spot.” My voice raised with every new word until I was all up in one of their faces.

He gritted his teeth and flared his nostrils but he continued to look straight ahead and remain on his stool. I pinched him right in the jaw and watched him knock backwards, crashing into his buddy. The third guy got brave and swung at me to defend his two friends who I have hit. He got one good punch in and I taste blood on my lips. I smiled which seemed to throw him off and then I grabbed him by the collar and flung him halfway across the room, bounding after him so I could mount him and start wailing on his face.

He tried bucking me off and releasing his other arm so he could better block his face and head but I couldn't stop punching until I felt my knuckles burning.

“You fucking piece of shit don't seem to understand the severity of who you are messing with. I am not some low level street scum, I am the fucking Don!” I grabbed him to stand up just to hit him to the ground again.

He groaned while his other buddies watched, they couldn't run at me without my men going off and killing all of them at once.

“I am not warning you again, you do not go on my street. You don't enter into my establishment and you don't harass my men or even breath my fucking name which is Callan Harold. By the way, nice to fúcking meet you.” I tossed the guy into his three friends and watched them catch him, trying not to fall off the stools.

They all had blood on them and scowled but they remained silent. They knew they had no power here. My men took their weapons and they were outnumbered.

“Bryce, handle these fuckers. I have shit to do.” I straightened my jacket and used my thumb to wipe the small dad of blood from my lips.

When I exited the place, my blood was pumping and I almost wanted to go back in there and finish them off but I knew I would end up killing one of them and causing myself more problems than they are worth. There are other ways to blow off steam, so I decided to text one of my regulars to see if she was down to fúck.

Ever since Brianna Fletcher walked into my room and watched me jerk my dick off, I have had this fire inside me that I can't seem to burn out. I wanted to grab her by the hair and shoved my dick past those incredible full lips of hers until she gagged on it. I wanted to fúck her until she cried out my name. I didn't expect something like that for baby Fletcher but damn it if it didn't turn me the fuck on that she stayed to watch me.

Her sexy lips parted and although she was blushing, her eyes were fixed on me in a way she has never let herself before, I could tell. I busted a nut as soon as she ran out of the room at the sound of Bryce getting home. I wanted her to watch me finish but she missed it by a second, I wanted to cum all over that sexy little body of hers. Fúck, I have thought about this way too much these past few days and I keep reminding myself that she is Bryce's little sister. But it is hard to remember that when she is in my house looking as gorgeous as she always does, she is literally a knockout and her face is perfect along with every inch of her. I would ruin her if she ever let me have her, I would fuck her and claim her until she was ruined for any other man and then I would ruin her again.

Brianna Fletcher is a dangerous temptation, she should run while she still can because I don't think I would hold myself any longer. She is sexy, dangerous and the way her hips swayed around the house made all the hairs in my body stand at attention. Fuck.