Owned by a Sinner (Sinners, #2)

by Michelle Heard

There’s no way I’ll ever fucking shut an eye again, knowing she calls this dump home. Before I can censor my tone, I order, “Pack for a week.” “Why?” Because I’m never letting you come back here.

I need to look at what I’m paying her, in case she’s not interested in me, so she can at least get a better place where she’s safe. The thought leaves a sour taste in my mouth, the possessive feeling rearing in my chest. Now I understand why some men kidnap a woman.

Riiight…

Stepping out of the building, I glance up and down the street. This place is a murder waiting to happen. “We gonna move the woman soon?” Rowan asks. “Too many things can go wrong here.”

Y’all-

“You can always come stay with me,” I say. Liam shakes his head. “You’re not going back to the apartment.”

Why did I laugh

For the first time since we met, an arrogant smirk, that’s off the charts hot, tugs at his mouth. “I can protect myself.” My stomach flutters crazily. Yep, I’ve got it bad for this man.

Liam glances at me, does a double-take, then stares at me. His eyes narrow. “That top looks familiar.” The bags he saw at Dad’s.

How he- nvm

“I’m on my way. Don’t leave his side.” “Finn?” Liam shakes his head, and grabbing hold of my hand, he starts to pull me toward the elevator. “One of my men is in the hospital.”

Lemme guess who

Will comes jogging toward me, his face grave as he shakes his head. My heart sinks, and I come to a stop in the middle of the hallway. “Jesus. No.” “They tried everything.” Will shoves a hand through his hair, visibly shaken by the loss. “I was over at his place, and we were just talking. I was updating him on everything that happened with Finn last night, and the next second he dropped. It happened so fast. I got him to the hospital as fast as I could.” “Fuck,” I snap, pulling my hand free from Kiara’s. The loss of one of my men is never easy, and I have to breathe through the emotions. A nurse walks toward us, then looks at Will. “Are there any family members we can call?” Stepping forward, I say, “No. Jimmy worked for me. I’ll handle everything.”

Welp-

“Did you know Jimmy had a daughter?” He shakes his head. “No clue. I wouldn’t have told him about last night had I fucking known.” The news of Kiara’s assault probably fucking killed Jimmy. Jesus.

Oh-

Fuck this world for hurting her. “I’ve got you, baby,” I murmur before pressing a kiss to her hair. “You’re a mafia princess and my responsibility. I’ll take care of you.” After calming herself down, she pulls back. “You don’t have to. I was never a part of that world.” Bringing my hands to her cheeks, I wipe the tear tracks away with my thumbs. I wait for her to look at me. “Let me do this. Okay? I need to take care of you.” “Why?” I don’t hesitate to answer, “Because you make me feel.” Christ, do you make me feel. My hands frame her face, my eyes burning intensely into hers. “Because I can touch you.” I tilt my head. “I. Can. Touch. You. Kiara.”

All my life I’ve had power. I was born to lead the mafia. But I didn’t know there was a gaping hole in my life until Kiara. The princess I never knew existed and the only woman I want. She’s mine. Especially now that I have a right to claim her.

“So this is who you are?” He nods. “You okay with it?” Just like when I found out who Dad was and what he did for a living, I realize it doesn’t really matter. It didn’t change my love for Dad. And it won’t stop me from falling for Liam. “Yeah, I’m okay with it.”

“At least just take today off. You need the time to deal.” Fuck does she need the time. It’s the only reason I haven’t gone caveman on her ass yet.

💀

“We’re going to talk about this when you get home.” Home. Where she’ll be waiting for me.

Y’all-

Everything in me wants to promote Kiara to the assistant position, but that would show favoritism. Denise has been working there longer.

Tru

Having her in my space has been nothing short of heavenly. It’s mindblowing how quickly my feelings for her have grown. I will have to be straight with her and make it clear she belongs to me. I’m never letting her go. God only knows how she’s going to handle it.

“You really think that man will let you go back to your apartment after he moved me out of mine?” Shit. Good point.

Like-😭

Laying his jacket down on the counter, he takes hold of my arm and presses a kiss to my forehead. Couple. He pulls back and smiles down at me. “How was your day?”

Likeee

“You made everything yourself, right?” I nod quickly but then say, “But I won’t take offense if you can’t eat it.” He shakes his head, and reaching past me, he picks up a plate. “As long as you made it, I’m fine.” Be still my heart.

Coming home to Kiara and having her prepare dinner for us was incredible. It also obliterated the last of my patience. There’s no doubt in my mind she’s meant for me, and it’s time she realizes it. Mine. Stripping out of my suit, I step into the shower and let the warm water rain down on me. Washing my body, my thoughts are held hostage by Kiara. With Jimmy passing away, everything else took a back seat to making arrangements for the funeral. But now that everything is returning to semi-normal, it’s time to claim her. To own her. Fuck patience. It’s never been one of my strong points. I want her, and I want her now.

“I want you here,” I say so she won’t worry as much. Her mouth curves up, drawing my attention to the fading bruises. Lifting my hand, my fingers flex before I place my palm against her cheek. I soak in how soft her skin is, how feminine she feels. “Liam?” she whispers, her eyes searching mine. Tilting my head, everything she makes me feel is clear in my voice. “I need you to stay. With me.” “Until Finn’s been taken care of?” I shake my head. “Forever.” Her eyes widen. “You want me to move in with you?” Instantly her surprise is replaced with a nervous expression. “I… ah…” I bring my other hand to her face and take a step closer. “I’ve never felt like this about anyone, Kiara. Jesus, I can touch you. You have no idea what that means, what you do to me.”

won’t be able to let you go. I want to be able to touch you whenever I want.” I close the distance between us, my chest brushing against hers. The close proximity forces her to tilt her head back. “I want to own every inch of you.”

“We were meant to cross paths. It feels like you’re the other half of me.” Her features soften, all the worry draining away, then the corner of her mouth lifts. “Are you even attracted to me?” Nodding, I let out a chuckle, then admit, “I’m obsessed with you.” “That doesn’t sound creepy at all,” she teases me. “Sooo… you want to date?” “No, I want you to be mine. In every way. So I can touch and kiss you whenever I want.” There’s a predatory tone to my voice as I add, “So I can fuck you.” “And here I thought you were a romantic,” she chuckles, sounding slightly nervous again. I probably should’ve waited before telling her I want to fuck her. “Never claimed to be one.” My gaze drifts over her face. “I want an answer.” My fingers wrap around the side of her neck. “Are you going to give yourself to me?” Because, fuck, I will take you if I have to. She sucks in a deep breath, then glances down the hallway. “This is happening fast.” Lowering her head, she admits, “I really like you, and I’m not opposed to starting a relationship,” raising her chin, her eyes lift to mine again, “but I just need a little longer before…” she clears her throat, “jumping into bed with you.” Instantly my negotiation skills come out to play. “Okay, but I want you in my bedroom.” She raises an eyebrow at me. “but no intercourse until I say I’m ready.”

Not her actually being reasonable in this convo w/o getting angry 🫢

“Say the words,” I demand, the urge to kiss her becoming overwhelming. “Which ones?” her breaths fan over my lips. “You’re mine.” She lifts her hands, placing them against my chest. “I’m yours.” My mouth crushes against hers, needing to taste the promise of her words. Needing to taste her. My body pushes hers back until she’s pressed against the wall, my self-control slipping through my fingers at the speed of light. Her unique sweet flavor bursts over my tongue, the velvet feel of her mouth threatening to drive me wild. Jesus. I lift both my hands to her face, and holding her in place, I devour her. She sets my soul on fire, emotions exploding in my chest. Mine.

“It feels good to hold you.” “It feels good being held by you,” I whisper as I burrow closer to his chest. Closing my eyes, my mind is inundated with everything he said and what it means. Part of me feels everything is happening fast, but then there’s a part that already knows this is the man for me. Like he said, it’s as if he’s my other half. Before losing control with the kiss, he knew exactly what I needed without me having to ask. Like he already knows me inside out. Lifting my head, I look up at him for a moment before pushing myself up on my toes and pressing a soft kiss to his mouth. Holy crap, I’m dating Liam Byrne. A hot grin spreads over his face. “Again.” I give him another quick kiss, then extract myself from his arms.

“So grumpy with others, yet you’re gentle with me.” “Not without effort,” I repeat the words, earning a chuckle from her. Then I add, “Everything is different with you.” She stares at me as if I’m some miracle that happened to her and not the other way around. Shaking my head, I whisper, “You’re the miracle, baby.”

Kys

“Your dad knew what he was doing when he hid you. There’s no way you would’ve made it past nineteen without me claiming you.”

Wouldn’t u have been 34🤨

“You’ll never hurt me.” It’s not a question, but still I vow with everything that makes me a man, “Never.” “You’ll protect me from your world?” It will become your world too. “With my last breath.” I see the moment she submits, then she nods. “Own me, Liam.”

I lay my soul at the altar of her body, and she reshapes me into a man who will burn the world down for her. A man who loves her. Only her. I give Kiara everything I am. My wealth. My heart. My body. I give her the blood staining my hands. The loyalty of every man who works for me. Over a hundred last breaths who will die for her.

Oddly poetic

“Christ, I get to love you,” I breathe against her mouth. “Only you.”

“Are you serious about us?” “Which part of you are mine, didn’t you understand?”

💀

“I don’t want to give my heart to you only to have it thrown back at me.” His eyes hold mine with a serious intensity. “That will never happen. Your heart will be the most important thing I own.” “So that’s it? You’ve decided I’m the one for you?” “As simple as that.”

Liam buried deep inside me, I realize he meant every word he said. He’s obsessed with me. He loves me. This man fell instantly for me. When I’m able to catch my breath, I whisper, “Was it love at first sight?” He kisses me softly. “I loved you long before you came into my life. When you bumped into me, my body recognized yours. When you looked for safety in my arms, my heart knew you were the one.” My heart. There’s so much emotion building between us, his eyes a color of blue I’ve never seen before. “Mine. Always have been. Always will be.” His.

Does he know I listened in on their conversation? He presses a kiss to my forehead, then moves his mouth to my ear, murmuring, “You don’t have to hide when I’m talking business.” Busted.

Why did I-

“Enjoy your day, Mr. Byrne,” I tease as I start to walk away, but Liam grabs hold of my hand and yanks me back. I plow into his chest, then his mouth is hot on mine. The kiss is downright possessive, and when he finally lets me breathe, he smirks, “You too, baby.”

Mannn

“Yeah, he’s one of my guards.” Denise just blinks at me. “So, a lot has happened,”

Right 💀

When I walk to the elevator, it opens, and Will comes out. “Where are the two of you heading?” Two? I glance over my shoulder and see Declan right behind me.

Oh-

“Are you keeping her?” Nikolas asks. Viktor nods. “Can’t exactly throw her out on her ass.” I don’t miss the possessive look in his eyes. Yeah, there’s no way he’ll ever let the girl go.

Riiight

“What is this I’m hearin’ of you and Finn?” My father snaps.

My brotha u late

“Chicago belongs to me. If I ever see you again, you’ll be looking down the barrel of my Glock.”

Oh period

She fucking owns me. She’s all I need in this life. She’s all I’ll ever need.

I grin at Declan again, and this time he has a smirk on his face. “He’s gettin’ lucky tonight.” “Dude, seriously?” I scowl at him. “That’s where your mind went?” “That’s where my mind lives,”

He-😭

The camera turns, then I’m hit with the sickening sight of Finn’s erection. He strokes himself. Bile churns in my stomach, the shock shuddering through me as my breaths come shallow and fast. ‘Liam can’t protect you from me. I’m going to fuck you so good.’ Flashes of that Friday night hit hard, mixing with the current shock, creating a chaotic mess of my emotions. “What are you watching?” Denise asks, leaning closer to see. I sit frozen in horror as Finn ejaculates over my underwear and bed, groaning, ‘Kiara. Kiara. Kiara.’ Denise grabs the device from my hands, switching it off. “God, that’s disgusting!” The punches. The groping. The bites. His hand between my legs. Her arm wraps around me. “Kiara?” My breaths keep coming faster, the trauma rushing back full force.

Get a load of this guy

Declan shouts behind me, but I don’t stop until I burst into Liam’s office. “Baby?” he shoots out of his chair and only has time to open his arms before I slam into him. I’m safe. His arms wrap around me, giving me the cocoon of safety I need so I can try to calm down.

The panic and fear start to retreat, but I press as close to Liam as I can get. “Don’t let go,” I whisper, breathing through the emotions. “Not a chance, baby.” He presses a kiss to my hair. “I’ve got you. You’re safe.”

Finn can’t get to me.

I won’t say it

“There was a drive-by. They’re watching the building.” Jesus H. Christ. I can fucking guess what the video was about, and now more than ever, I regret not watching it. I would’ve fucking known not to come here. “Fuck!” I snap angrily as I drag Kiara out of the building. It was a trap, and I fucking walked right into it.

Eh can’t blame u since it wasn’t abt the video itself, just the box

“It was a fucking trap,” Liam bites out between clenched teeth. “I fucking should’ve known. Fuck!” He slams a hand against the steering wheel. I’ve never seen him so angry and cringe into the seat. I put his life in danger. The realization rips through the trauma and grief that sent me into a spiral, just wanting to get the box. I only left it behind because I thought I was staying at Liam’s place for a couple of days. Shit, this is my fault.

I meannn not completely

My eyes go to his face, and seeing the brutal smile curving his mouth, my lips part. This isn’t the Liam I’ve fallen in love with. This man is the head of the mafia. The realization finally sinks in. This is what Dad was protecting me from.

Right

“Liam!” I scream. “Stop, Declan!” “Not a chance, princess,” he growls. I begin to struggle and manage to free my body from his arms. I fall to the ground, shoot up to my feet, then dart around Declan. I run back toward the fight, screaming, “Liam!” Frantically, I search for him while men fire at each other and bodies drop to the ground.

Girl- u were doing so good too