Intoxicating (Elite Protection Services #1)

by Onley James

The drinking, the drugs, none of those things mattered. They were a distraction. But the cutting…he couldn’t agree to that. When his thoughts grew toxic, his hatred and panic and self-loathing leaching into his blood until he felt sick and sluggish, there was only one way to let it out, to cleanse himself of the poison. He was safe. He was careful. It was only one little cut. It wasn’t that Wyatt liked it or that he even wanted it. He needed it. Without it, he might die.

“Oh, do shut up, Martha. Wearing sensible shoes doesn’t make a woman a feminist or a lesbian any more than wearing that hideous yellow dress makes you a goddamn banana,” Violet snarked, shaking her head. “I swear, with women like you, I don’t know why my mother fought so hard to win the right to vote.”

“I don’t need your protection,” Wyatt snapped. Linc pressed his lips to Wyatt’s ear. “No? Then why call me Daddy? Isn’t it my job to protect you, to take care of you, to know what you need even if it’s not what you want? To reward you for being good and discipline you when you’re bad?”