In one blow, the world had gone from a bright, shiny place to dark. The sudden blindness had been hard for the doctors to understand. She knew why, and so did her stepfather. It was the family secret that no one else could know the truth of. Before the world went dark she’d loved to read about everything. There was a time she’d wanted to be a doctor, but there was no chance of that happening anymore. She was blind, so there was no way for her to treat the sick without being able to look. He’d taken everything from her, and yet she was more dependent on him now than ever before.
In the medical book she’d read before she went blind she knew that an extreme blow to the head like in car accidents or falls down the stairs could cause amnesia or blindness, some sorts temporary and others not. She hadn’t died this time, but her stepfather liked to cause pain if he was pushed too far.
God, she hated him. She hated relying on him as well. All of the friends she had in school were long gone. Everyone was afraid of her stepfather and wouldn’t come near her. She was twenty years old, and no one gave a shit about her. Her own mother was doped up on prescription medication while she suffered. She still loved her mother, but the woman was emotionally blind to the truth of her stepfather’s cruelty.
Fortunately, the bastard only liked to hurt. He wasn’t interested in getting his rocks off, as otherwise she would have been in trouble. Her stepfather still liked her mother for what he wanted in the bedroom. It was strange the control he liked to exhibit over Sasha.
She tensed as someone leaned against the wall next to her.
“Who’s there?” she asked.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not going to hurt you.”
Sasha frowned. “Shane?”
“Yeah, you remember my voice?”
Remember? His voice was the only thing she could think about. The way her body awakened at the simple tones of his voice surprised her. The guys in high school had never been successful in making her feel anything. She’d never been great with understanding what boys or men wanted from her.
She nodded her head, staring straight ahead of her. Was the parking lot completely tarmacked over, or were there flower beds dotted around to give it a more caring feel? Why was she thinking about the parking lot when Shane was close to her?
“You shouldn’t be out on your own.”
“I’m waiting for my stepdad to pick me up.”
“And he left you on your own?”
Not down to choice.
There were still some men, rich men, her stepfather had to suck up to. She didn’t know the man’s name even though he had a rich Italian accent. Anyway, rich Italian accent guy had advised for her to go to the library. She got away with the help of a kind sounding secretary. Sasha hadn’t recognized the smell or sound of the woman helping her.
“I guess.”
“Look, I know you can’t see me and I’m sorry about that, but I just needed to see you.”
She frowned. “You sound sad.”
“Shit, you’re blind. You’re not supposed to know that kind of stuff.”
“You can’t disguise your voice.” She folded her arms for something to do.
What did he look like? She imagined lots of tattoos and a hard body like some of the action stars she used to watch.
“I just lost someone who meant the world to me,” he said.
“I’m so sorry.”
“She was a beautiful woman.”
Jealousy struck her hard. He loved another woman. But then guilt hit at her thoughts. He didn’t deserve her to be angry. They hadn’t agreed to anything, and this was the first time he’d actually talked to her.
Had he sought her out?
No, that was crazy. There was no way Shane would seek her out. She would bet every cent she owned that he was never without female company.
“Was she your wife or girlfriend?”
Shane laughed. “No, she wasn’t my girlfriend. She was a club whore. Don’t worry, pet. You don’t have a clue what’s going on. I just needed to talk to someone, and I don’t know why the f**k I thought to come to you.”
She heard him move, and she reached out, holding onto thin air. Growling in frustration she took a step forward and tripped. Sasha let out a little squeal just before he caught her. His arms banded around her body, holding her steady.
“What the f**k, baby?”
Her head pressed against his chest as he spoke. The vibrations were amazing to feel. His body had to be twice the size of hers. The moment he touched her, those large hands wrapped around her body, she felt safe. This was insane. She couldn’t be feeling this way about a man she didn’t even know.
“I’m sorry. I just didn’t want you to go.” She steadied herself.
Shane walked her back until the wall stopped her from going anywhere.
“Shane, what’s going on?” she asked. Heat bloomed inside her body. She wanted him to kiss her lips.
Shit, her fantasies were so f**king childish. She had nothing to compare them to.
“I don’t go by Shane, baby. I go by Pussy.”
She frowned. “What?”
“It’s my club name. I like to eat pu**y and drown in pu**y. It’s my name, and it’s time you recognized it.”
His breath fanned her face. Licking her lips, she wished she could stare into his eyes.
“You are so beautiful.”
Tension built inside her, and she jerked as his lips brushed across hers.
“It’s okay, baby. I won’t hurt you. Don’t listen to the shit people say. We don’t believe in hurting people.”
Pussy’s lips crashed over hers. She ran her hands up his chest to circle his neck as one hand gripped her ass tightly.
He pulled her close, and she felt the heat of his body through the thin dress she wore. The hard ridge of his c**k pressed to her body. He was long and thick. She could make out the feel of him even through their clothing.
As suddenly as he was there, kissing her, he was gone.
“Shit, I shouldn’t have done that. Forget this ever happened.”
In the next moment he was gone, leaving her lips tingling all over.
Chapter One
One month later
The Skulls were now part of Gonzalez’s delivery boys just like the Chaos Bleeds crew. They’d collected the girls from one of the containers near the bay several miles away and distributed them to where Gonzalez wanted them working. Some of the girls were working in the strip club. Vincent was not in the best of moods to be handing out sex. Pussy hated the new life. There was no laughter, no freedom, and they were all waiting for the shit to hit the fan.