[Forbidden book 02] Forbidden Rapture (15 page)

work on that mouth of yours. Second, we were married the night

you were sent away. I requested her to be sent to the Compound.”

Makayla snickered, “I bet that so pissed Ryland off.”

Dane turned his head and growled.

She quickly held up her hand. “I’m sorry. I’ll work on the

cussing if that will please you, but only if I can see Samara.” She

pointed her finger back at him.

“Where’d you think I was taking you?” He gave her a wink, put

the car back in gear and spun off.

Makayla waited a few before speaking again. “So how did

Ryland take it?” He looked at her quickly. “He doesn’t like to give

up control for sh—nothing.” An eye brow went up when she

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almost swore again.

“I don’t know how he took the news. I wasn’t there when he

was told.”

She laughed. She couldn’t help herself. “Oh, man, I wish I was

there when they came and took her away. That old bastard

deserved it.” He cleared his throat. “Hey he did! You have no idea

what he put us through. What he put Samara through.”

“Yes, I do.” The detachment spoke volumes.

“She told you?” He nodded. “Wow. Have to say didn’t think

she’d tell anyone about that. Hell, I only found out by accident and

boy that wasn’t a fun night.” Makayla looked out the window, the

memory of that night still bothering her. The shame on her face

was enough to have her shivering again at the memory. “So

what’s the game plan?”

“At the moment the only plan I had was to get you out. Didn’t

plan on busting you out.”

“Well, I’m glad you showed up.” She sat back in the leather

seat and sighed. “Can I ask for one thing though?”

“Sure.”

“Can we stop somewhere and get me a big fat hamburger?

That shit they served me in that hell hole could starve the children

in Ethiopia.”

“What did I just say about the swearing?”

“Give me a break here!”

“Do you talk like this around Samara? I swear I think I’d

remember if she said something about a mouth on you.”

“No, I don’t talk like this around Samara,” she huffed. “I rarely

talk around Samara. And she kept me in my room away from

Ryland. Can I please have something to eat? I’m starving.”

“Fine.”

He turned, headed right for town and pulled into an old

fashion drive in diner. Dane ordered and waited. She tapped her

fingers on the side of the door, looking around.

“You don’t have anything I could change into, do you?” she

finally asked. The silence was driving her nuts.

“No.”

“Shit,” she mumbled.

“What’d you say?”

“Nothing.” Again she crossed her arms over her chest. “Are

you going to be this anal all the time? I mean, it’s sort of a drag.”

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The food came, Dane paid for it and Makayla went to work on

it. The first bite of the juicy burger and she was moaning in

pleasure.

* * * *

meal she was ever going to have. Hell, she gave Kera a run for

the money when it came to lobster.

She finished the burger in what he was pretty sure was record

time, and went to work at the fries. The soda was last. He shook

his head when she belched, took the trash and tossed it out the

window.

He pulled out of the diner and got back on the road, heading

for home. Lucky that the convent was only an hour away. He

didn’t want to leave Samara alone for too long. Dane was pretty

sure the convent was going to call Ryland and let him know that

his daughter was missing and that someone showed up claiming

to have papers to take her out.

Makayla fell asleep in her seat. From the looks of things he

would bet she wasn’t sleeping like she needed to or eating. From

the stories Kera had told him about the Compound he could only

imagine what food was like at that convent.

So this what a little sister feels like.
Wow! She was a handful.

And a knock out.
And
only sixteen! He could understand now why

Aundre Esopo wanted to get his hands on the girl. She was petite,

built so small that those men would have no trouble with breaking

her. Long eyelashes, heart shape face, pouty lips and long black

hair.

Yep, Makayla Tabor was a knockout and the first

motherfucker who came to get her was going to have to answer to

him. No doubt about it. This girl was
not
going to the Compound.

He’d ship her to another school out of this town if he had to. When

the time came for her to marry she could do it on her own, not

have the choice taken out of her hands.

I sound like a damn father!

Dane just couldn’t get over the change in him. Not only was

he falling for his wife—correction, he was in love with her. No

mistaking the feelings he had for Samara. He loved her. Plain and

simple. And it all made sense to him also—how Devon fell so hard

and so fast for Kera.

When one found that perfect girl there just was no mistaking

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the instant attraction. Dane thought about it and decided he’d

fallen for Samara that first time he saw her crossing the street

before him. He knew he had to have her. Knew she was what was

missing in his life.

It was dark by the time he reached the drive to his home. He

nudged Makayla, waking her. “We’re here.”

She slowly straightened up in her seat and rubbed the sleep

from her face. Lights were on in every room of the house,

illuminating the place, breaking the darkness.

He pulled right into the garage, parked and shut everything

off. Makayla got out first stretched and smiled at him.

“Man I can’t wait to see her. Feels like a lifetime ago,” she

said.

“You know, you’re not as I pictured you to be.”

“I’ve changed,” she shrugged. “Think the day Ryland sent me

away, the little girl Samara knew left also. I couldn’t keep crying

myself to sleep each night. The self pity got me nowhere in that

place.”

“So, the little girl grew up quickly.” He shook his head. “That’s

a pity all itself.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t grow up too fast, Makayla. The world isn’t ready for it

quite yet. Come on.”

He led her inside and was a bit surprised at how quiet

everything was. Makayla followed him through the laundry room,

past his office and up the stairs which would take him right into the

kitchen.

“Hello, Dane.” A gun cocked, pressed right up to the side of

his head the second he walked through the door. “We’ve been

waiting for you.”

Dane stood completely still. He stiffened, looked forward and

didn’t move a muscle when someone yanked Makayla away from

him.

“Get your hands off of me!” Makayla yelled.

“Makayla!” Samara rushed into the room, shrugging off the

hand that had her arm. Dane watched the sisters embrace.

“Dane Knight,” Cameron Noved strolled into the kitchen like

he owned the place with a cold, malicious smile on his face. In the

couple of years he’d been gone not much had changed on the

man. “Long time no see.” He looked around the room. “Impressive

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home. Much better than Devon’s I have to say.”

“What the hell do you want, Cameron?” Dane tried to keep his

voice even and his anger under control. Thankfully the gun

pointed at his head helped with the anger part.

“I think you know what I want.” Cameron yanked Makayla

from Samara’s arms. The girls cried out. He wrapped his arm

around Makayla’s throat, holding her close. “This little thing is

expected. Big party waiting for you,” he said in her ear, rubbing his

face into her hair.

Makayla started to cry softly. It was strange watching her act

like a frightened girl when a few hours ago she was so tough. Of

course her age had a lot to do with it. She was only sixteen—the

age between childhood and adulthood.

Cameron pressed his face into the back of her hair and

sniffed, “She smells fresh, Dane.”

Dane glanced at Samara. She was holding her mouth with

both hands, tears smeared her face. Got he wanted to go to her,

wrap his arms around her and let her know that everything was

going to be alright.

But he couldn’t, and at the moment things didn’t look alright to

him.

“Devon will kill you for this,” Dane said.

Cameron laughed. “He has to find me first. Say good-bye

sweet thing. You have a very important appointment for which you

can’t be late.”

“Cameron…” Dane warned him and took only one step closer.

The man with the gun pressed harder against his head.

“I would love to stay and chat, Dane, I really would.” Cameron

smiled. “But I have things to do and a boss who doesn’t like to

wait. But don’t worry. I’ll make sure you have something brought

back to you.” He hugged Makayla tightly, his hand flat on her

belly, moving up towards her breasts. “But it won’t be this sweet

peace of ass,” he finished with a laugh.

Dane made to move towards him and was greeted with a hard

hit to the side of his head. Pain ricocheted in his head, dropping

him to the floor. A few kicks to his gut knocked the air right out of

his lungs, and Samara screamed.

“Don’t kill him,” Cameron stated. “Bullet hole is not suicide.”

Dane lay in a ball, holding his gut, trying to breathe. “Bring the

other. He wants her too.”

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He saw feet moving around, smelt something like gas and

tried to get back up on his feet. That plan came crashing to a stop

with a hard kick in the face. He fell back hard on the floor,

darkness dragging him down. The last thing he heard was two

simple words.

“Burn it.”

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“Darius, I’m heading over to his place right now,” Devon said

into his phone as he drove as fast as he could towards Dane’s

place. “No, he hasn’t answered the phone. I understand that, but

what the hell do you want me to do about it. If I can get in touch

with him, then I can’t let him know—”

“Oh my God!” Kera gasped right next to him.

Devon almost dropped the phone. He saw the fire and just

about shit his pants. It was a blaze. Simple as that.

“Darius, call Blaine and get the hell over here!” Devon shouted

in the phone. “Dane’s house is on fire.” He hung up, floored the

car and prayed like hell Dane was still alive.

Kera was out of the car before he had it completely stopped.

She ran towards the fire, giving him another fright. “Kera! Damnit,

wait.”

He went after her.

“Dane!” she yelled.

There was nothing left of the house. The whole thing on fire,

reds, oranges, blue flames engulfed every space, every room. He

caught hold of her before she could get too close for his comfort.

“Hold up,” he told her. “I don’t need you to get hurt also.”

“He can’t be in here,” she huffed, thanks to the running.

“Devon, Dane can’t be in there.”

Devon held onto her arms, holding her back, looking around.

He was also thinking the same thing. Dane couldn’t be in there.

He had to be out, because if he was inside—well he didn’t want to

think along that line.

And then he glimpsed what he was looking for. “He isn’t.”

Dashing to her side, Devon ran to the right and slid to the

ground right next to Dane’s body. “Dane!” As gently as he could

he rolled Dane over.

He was out cold, side of his face bloody and bruised. But he

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was alive.

“Oh, my God,” Kera gasped, kneeling down next to Dane also.

“What happened?”

“Stay with him, I’m going to get the car.”

“Car? Devon he needs a hospital!”

“Stay with him,” he ordered, stood up and ran to the car.

Inside he called Darius back. “We have a major problem. Where’s

Blaine?” he asked the second Darius answered the phone.

“Hasn’t gotten back yet. What’s wrong?”

Devon took a deep breath started the car and put it in gear.

He turned the steering wheel and drove right up into Dane’s yard

towards him. “Someone just burned Dane’s house.”

“What?!”

“Looks like Cameron’s kind of work if you ask me.” He pulled

up as close as he could and stopped. Kera was still on the

ground, Dane’s head cradled in her lap. “He’s hurt and I don’t

want to take him to a hospital.”

“Are you out of your mind?” Darius was shouting now. “If he’s

hurt and his place is on fire you need to call the damn police and

get him to the hospital.”

“Do you really think Dane is going to want to hang out in a

hospital?”

“Where’s Samara?”

The question had Devon stopping for a second and looking

out. He got back out of the car and just stood next to it. “Good