Page 7 of One (The Towns Syndicate #2)

King

B oogie’s nostrils flared as Ally recounted her meeting. Her voice was steady while she spoke. I tried to see if she was lying about anything, not that I think she would lie to us, but she might have left something out. My jaw was cramping from how tightly I had been clenching my teeth.

“It started out rough, but I left feeling good about our future meetings,” she said before yawning.

“He hit you?” Boogie snarled.

Ally sighed. “Is that all you got from my entire story?”

“Who the fuck does he think he is touching you, Doll?” I kept the anger out of my voice.

“It was a test, a fucking dick measuring contest, he?—”

“I don’t give a shit what the fuck he thought he was doing, give me an address,” Boogie snarled.

The line went silent as we stared at the phone.

“No.”

“Doll, he?—”

“I hit him back, we worked it out and I told him if he did that again, I would make sure I cut his cock off and choked him with it,” she snapped.

“Address, Little One,” Boogie clipped.

“No,” she said defiantly. “You can’t just bulldoze into my business.”

“You can’t be disrespected like that,” I said, putting my hand on Boogie’s shoulder, seeing him start to shake. “What if he had tried to kill you? You have what, four men with you, he could have?—”

“I don’t have time for this shit, I called to tell you guys about my win and instead of being happy about it, you guys shit on it,” she snapped.

“You want us to be happy he hit you?” Boogie scoffed.

“No, I want you to be happy that I handled myself on my first big drop off by myself,” she said annoyed.

“Doll, he hit you, he?—”

The call ended before I could finish my sentence. Boogie scowled, called her back immediately and got sent to voicemail. I hit call again, getting sent to her voicemail immediately.

“Doll, you better call us back and?—”

The phone vibrated with an incoming message as I ended the voicemail.

Doll: When you get your heads out of your asses, I’ll answer. Until then, go fuck yourselves. I was happy with my outcome until you ruined it. I know I need more men, but I’ve only had a week to learn shit and the least you could do is pretend to be happy.

I read it before passing it to Boogie who walked away after a few minutes. Something made my chest feel tight and it might have been guilt, something I wasn’t too familiar with.

“Doesn’t she expect us to let her get her ass kicked and be disrespected like that?” Boogied huffed, running a hand through his hair as he paced in our small kitchen. “He fucking touched what was ours and we let him live?”

“I don’t like it either, but what the hell are we supposed to do? Kill her buyer?” I sat down on the edge of our bed. “If he steps out of line again, then we kill him.”

“How will we know? We can’t always be with her?” Boogie stopped pacing and stood in front of me in just his boxers with his hands on his hips, displaying all his hard muscles.

“We have to trust her,” I said, the words tasting awful. “If she is going to run Christmas Town, we have to hope she is going to run the place well and keep herself safe.”

Boogie chuckled.

“How hard was it for you to say that?” he said, walking to me.

“Hard, every instinct is telling me she needs to be here with us and not running a fucking town,” I said, pulling him in so he straddled my lap. “But I know that isn’t what shewants and I have to, unfortunately, respect that.”

“You? Be respectful?” Boogie raised an eyebrow at me.

“Shut up, you know you feel the same.” I smacked his ass.

“I have this need to protect her, to keep her safe and do everything in my power to make it a reality, but when she’s bratty like this, it makes me want to spank her and make her listen to me,” he growled. “Why did we have to choose such a stubborn woman?”

“Do you think any other woman would be perfect for us?” I rubbed my nose against his.

He shook his head. “I hate that I want her to fail, but it also turns me on that she wants to run the town.”

“We just need to make sure her empire is strong enough to keep her safe and once that happens, maybe this feeling will go away?” I kissed Boogie, biting his lower lip as he ground himself into me.

“Make her invincible, give her a reputation that no one would dare fuck with her,” Boogie said in between kisses.

“Make everyone fear her,” I moaned, as his cock rubbed against my own.

“Make her our bloody queen,” Boogie groaned. “No one will fuck with her.”

“Fuck yes,” I said, putting my hand on the small of his back helping him grind into me more.

“Shit!” Boogie pulled away suddenly.

“What?” I growled.

“I have the perfect idea.” Boogie grinned.

I raised my brow, getting annoyed when he didn’t say anything right away.

“The triplets just came back, and they don’t have anything to do,” Boogie smiled mischievously. “Everyone knows who they are, and they can help protect her, making sure no one touches what is ours.”

My stomach soured and my dick instantly grew soft when he mentioned the triplets.

They were a pain in my ass, they were reckless and they only listened to Boogie.

They were the best at their jobs and that was the only reason I tolerated them, but “Boogie’s Boys” were sometimes more trouble than they were worth.

“I don’t think that is a good idea, if they were there tonight, we would have had a dead dealer on our hands and a very mad Doll,” I sighed.

Boogie smiled darkly. “Their sins are not our own and it’s easier to reprimand them than have her be mad at us.”

I mulled that over and I could see the appeal. If they fucked up, it wasn’t technically our fault and it was a win-win. We didn’t have to get mad at them and they would take care of our problem.

“If they take things too far, they are your fucking problem,” I said, liking this idea more than I really should have.

The triplets were fucking crazy. If Boogie said to protect her, they would and they had no problem killing before asking questions, which was fine by me.

“I’ll take that chance,” he said, pulling me into a kiss, picking up right where we left off.

Winchester, Ruger and Maverick drove behind us as we made our way to Christmas Town.

Ally had been radio silent for two days and I had had enough of her bratty attitude.

I wanted to show up unannounced, but Boogie texted Lance, letting him know our arrival time and who we had with us.

He was instructed not to let Ally know, but if he was really loyal to her, he would tell her.

The drive eased some of my tension. The purr of the engine as we pushed high speeds, along with seeing the triplets do some tricks, made my heart leap in my chest. I almost forgot I was mad as we rolled into town as the sun set.

A man was stationed outside the back door.

He was tall and muscular, watching us as we took off our helmets.

He opened the door revealing Lance waiting for us, dressed in slacks and a button-down with a holster for his gun.

He regarded Boogie and I first then nodded at the Triplets before motioning for us to follow him.

“She’s still mad?” I asked, figuring I might as well know what we were heading into.

“She’s been pretty pissy the last two days, so I’m assuming that’s been because of the two of you?” Lance looked over his shoulder.

I shrugged as Boogiegrunted. The triplets snickered behind me. I clenched my jaw hating how childish they were sometimes. The smell of food grew stronger as we walked down the hallway.

We turned into the kitchen, and saw Ally cutting into a lasagna.

She didn’t look up at us as Lance passed by her, whispering something to her.

Her head was angled down, but I could still see the bruising on her face.

My anger came back in full force. Boogie snarled before I could, and she looked up at us with a raised brow. That’s when she noticed the triplets.

It was hard not to notice them. Winchester was blonde, six five on the lankier side compared to Ruger, but still had muscles and had been trained by Boogie and me.

Ruger had dark hair and dark eyes, six foot, stockier and looked like he could kill you with a squeeze of his bicep.

And then there was Maverick, she was five eight, brown hair with green eyes and looked the least lethal, but she was probably the most deadly out of all of them.

Her innocent look made everyone drop their guard around her and that’s when she struck. She could kill you thirty different ways and bring you back from the dead and kill you again. She was the one I hated the least, but not by much.

“She’s gorgeous,” Maverick said, breaking the silence, taking the plate from Ally and kissing her cheek.

I growled.

“That bruising makes you even more gorgeous,” Winchester said, grabbing the next plate, licking her face.

Ally squealed as I glared at him.

Ruger walked over to smell her, rubbing against her, taking a plate from her.

“Do any of you know about personal space?” I glared at them as they started to eat.

“Who are they?” Ally raised her brow.

“A gift.” Boogie said.

“That we are returning,” I said after him.

Lance came back into the room, took a plate from Ally and went to sit at the table looking from the table to the triplets warily.

“Look, we might have reacted badly,” I mumbled.

“Excuse me?” she asked loudly.

“We agree you need better security, and the Triplets are the best way to have it for now. They don’t have any contracts, and they are the best at what they do,” Boogie said, walking around the island.

“And what do they do?” she asked.

“They will protect you,” I said, resigning myself to the idea of leaving them here even after their weird display. “Maybe next time someone will think twice about laying a hand on you before they fucking touch you.”

Ally looked between Boogie and I with a raised brow.

“I’m waiting,” she said expectantly.

I didn’t want to say it because I wasn’t sorry for wanting to protect her.

“We reacted badly,” Boogie said softly. “We are happy it went well.”

“Next time, with them by your side, it will go even better,” I said, hoping she didn’t ask for an apology.

“Nope, say it,” she said with fire in her eyes. “You owe it to me for being assholes.”

I clenched my jaw as Boogie looked as if he had eaten something sour. Taking a deep breath, I mumbled, “Sorry.”

Boogie mumbled sorry too, but it looked like it physically hurt him.

Ally’s lip twitched. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

She grabbed me by my shirt, kissing me fiercely before doing the same to Boogie who pushed her up against the counter.

“Eat and then fuck,” she said, pushing him away.

“Fuck food,” he growled, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder.

“Boogie, put me down, we?—”

He slapped her ass as I followed them out. I turned around.

“Behave,” I growled at the triplets.

They grinned like they were all so innocent as I rolled my eyes. I followed Boogie, ready to let off a little steam and spank our stubborn woman.