Mistaken Identity Page 2

  “What do you want?”

  Completely failing to keep my anger for him at bay, I have so much adrenaline pulsing through my body one wrong move from him and I’m going to rip him limb from limb.

  “I need you to go and pay a visit to the warehouse on the west side of the country, it’s important and I only trust you to do it.”

  Smirking at his comment knowing full well what will happen when I get there, and Harry having no fucking idea.

  “Sure, I just need to go shower then I’ll be on my way,” smiling, I head upstairs to grab a quick shower and get my shit together before heading out. Leaving Summer will be hard, but this is a plan that needs to stay on track.

  I send a text to Bailey and a conversation quickly ensues.

  Dude any chance you can get to the compound?

  Sure, is that fucker there?

  Yeah he is but so is Summer.

  Ur shittin me right?

  Wish I was, she’s here and completely falling apart. Think i’m being set up too, i’m bein’ sent to the other compound.

  FUCK!!!! What u need me do?

  Just get ere 4 Summer yea, I’ve got it covered!

  I know this is going to end badly, I could see it in that fuckers eyes that he was setting me up. Bailey can get here soon and keep an eye on Summer. He maybe my cousin by blood, but that guy is and will always be my brother. We’ve been together since we were kids, causing my mum trouble every time we went outside. We were like most young boys, we liked to get up to mischief.

  Once I’m showered and dressed I scribble a quick note to leave Summer so she doesn't worry. I know she isn’t completely happy and comfortable with me at the moment, I would go so far to say she didn't trust me. Grabbing my bag and phone I make my way back to her room, pushing the note under the door as I don't want to disturb her anymore than she already has been. She needs time to adjust to what has happened in the last few days and I know I am not someone she needs to see right now.

  “I’m sorry baby, I’ll make it better I swear” I say quietly at her door.

  I move away from her door to go in search of Harry, whilst I’m still trying to formulate a plan to get us all out of this situation.

  Chapter Five

  Morgan

  Well if this is how it is going to be I’m just going to have deal with it, no-one else has been in here, yet, though after my reaction to him it is probably a good thing.

  What the hell is that rustling, looking towards the door I see a piece of paper being pushed underneath, crawling over quietly and picking it up, I sit near the only light and begin to read.

  Summer, don’t worry baby I just got to nip back to the west side. I will be back for you but this is a part of our plan in taking down Harry. I know you’ll be ok, you’re always in my heart. Try not to rise against Harry he has already done a number on you baby and I don’t want to see you hurt again.

  My love always Wyatt xxx

  Wyatt, holy shit, not only is he hot but he’s got a hot name too. Well Wyatt, I’m glad I’m in your heart, but I still don’t understand why you call me Summer? I have no idea who she is or why you think I’m her.

  BANG!

  Oh my god what the hell was that, I run over to the mattress and curl up into the corner trying to protect myself.

  BANG, BANG

  Were they gunshots? Hyperventilating at the sounds I go into a full blown panic attack, I have no idea why I am hearing this noise, but if I can’t get my breathing under control somebody is going to know where I am, and I have no idea if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

  Seriously Morgan, get it together stop acting like a damn girl you’re going to get yourself killed. Well no one can say I am not hard on myself, taking deep controlling breaths to bring my breathing back under control, I sit listening to what is going on outside my door.

  BANG! “You mother fucker Harry, stop shooting that fucking gun, you can’t aim for shit.”

  Who the hell is here with Harry? Doesn't sound like Wyatt but then again I have no idea what he sounds like when he’s mad,. He was so soft and gentle with me earlier and told me he was going west, dammit I’m so confused, I have no idea how long I’ve been here or even when I can get a shower and some clean clothes, I freaking smell.

  Holy fuck I hear footsteps, big booming footsteps heading this way, this can’t be good what the hell am I going to do. Shrinking back and praying that whoever it is doesn’t come in here, I really don’t want to have to deal with them. Wyatt warned me about someone called Harry and I know he’s here, but who the other one is, I have no idea.

  I’m curled into a corner in my room, tears are really stinging my eyes. Someone has a gun and I think that same someone is coming this way to me. I’m trying to force air into my lungs, but no matter what I do it just isn’t working.

  “Oh Lord, please don't let him come in here.”

  Chapter Six

  Harry

  “Fuck off you prick, my aim ain’t that bad,” who the hell does that twat think he is telling me my aim is shit. Well I suppose he’s got a point it was pretty bad, but fuck it I’m not arsed at the fact I can’t shoot a gun, I have hired men for that. Plus that’s not the gun I’m even bothered about, the one in my trousers though, fuck it needs to be shot now and I know who is going to take this bullet.

  Storming my way to Summer’s room, oh fuck I’m horny as hell and this little bitch is going to get what’s coming to her. Slow and sensual my arse, rough and hard all the way, I’ll show that little diamond what it feels like to have a real man

  Thrashing my way through the door I see the little princess curled up in a ball, the sight before me, is fucking heaven.

  “Oh sweetheart that isn't going to help you, you see when I want something I fucking take it, and don't give a monkey’s uncle who gets in my way. The more you struggle the better it is for me Angel,” I can’t even hide the smile that’s on my face just from seeing the fear in her eyes.

  “Baby girl you keep crying and I’m going to get fucking harder and it’s already painful, I’m going to sink myself so freaking deep into that tight snatch of yours,” oh fuck I’m so turned on.

  I reach over, grab her by her hair and bend her over on the mattress, the little vixen is going to try and fight. Fuck me that’s hot, ripping her clothes from her body,

  “Jesus Angel, just look at you, so fucking ripe for the taking.”

  Forcing Summer down, wrapping my hand around the back of her neck making sure she doesn't move a muscle, I take my cock and give it a good squeeze before rubbing it against her sweet lips.

  I grab her arse nice and tight to get that firm grip, I need to enter deep inside this tight little cunt, I pull back her hair wrapping it around my hand as she screams and tries to punch me, but I’m too strong for her.

  Banging her head up against the wall I explain to her, “Listen bitch, it's either you take it how I want it or I'll get the knife in my back pocket and shove it right up inside you before I take you, so which is it going to be? Now keep that pretty little mouth of yours shut, do you hear me?”

  I grab my knife and force it to her face so she knows I mean business, fuck she feels so fucking tight, as I bury myself deep inside her. I’m going to explode any second, feeling myself breaking through her virginity, I feel her cunt trying to force my length, fighting my every thrust, fucking perfect.

  “Fuck Angel, I’m tearing you apart, you fucking slut,” pulling her hair back further so she arches more, I sink in deeper and explode, pouring myself into her. “Holy fuck, you are mine!”

  As I pull out I push my fingers inside her and drench them in my come and her blood, I force her mouth open wide, I push my fingers to the back of her throat making sure I spread them over the taste buds of her tongue, she's never going to forget that taste, ever! “That’s right Angel, lick it all off.” Ripping my fingers from her mouth, her eyes watering from the roughness. Looking at her makes me fucking hard again.

  Grabbing a handfu
l of her hair again, wrapping it around my wrist I pull her head so she’s head to head with my head.

  “Open wide Angel, that pretty little mouth of yours needs to fucking learn when it is appropriate to be open. That would be right fucking now, so get it fucking open.”

  Tears are spilling down her cheeks, her body is shaking with fear and I fucking love it. The little bitch needs to learn some damn respect in my fucking house if she wants to keep on breathing.

  Grabbing my cock, I rub all the mixed up mess all over her lips. Making sure she is coated in us both, pushing my cock into her mouth, feeing the warmth of it covering my cock as if it was a blanket. Sliding it in and out slowly to just tease myself, even though her tongue tries to force me out.

  Freeing her mouth from my cock I slap the beast against her face.

  “Keep your fucking mouth open little girl, I won't be asking you again. Do you understand me?”

  Her eyes widen to my threat, I force myself back in. Pushing right to the back of her throat, I can hear her gagging, fighting for breath. I release the pressure a small amount before forcing myself there once more.

  I can feel the tightness of her throat trying to block my entry, smirking as I forcefully start to fuck that pretty mouth of hers. Grabbing her head with both hands as I force her to move up and down my shaft. My balls tightening as I feel myself getting ready to cum once more.

  “That’s it Angel, suck fucking harder I’m going to blow my load right to the back of your throat.”

  One, two, three more hard thrusts into the back of the throat and I’m coming so bastard hard. The pressure of milky bliss makes her cough and splutter.

  “You better not lose a fucking drop of that, you wouldn't like the consequences. Swallow it down little girl, better get used to it as there’s a lot more where that came from.”

  Squeezing my cock to make sure every drip is out, I then push her away putting myself back into my pants and stalk out the room to go and grab a beer.

  Chapter Severn

  Morgan

  I am in so much pain as tears stream down my face, I just want my mum. That bastard put a knife to me before violating me. Stealing my innocence, who gave him the right? I hate him!

  Using what’s left of my clothes, I try and wipe the blood away and get his scent off me. I feel so sick, broken, and angry, the sick bastard took my innocence from me. Frowning I try to make sense of what just happened I’m in a daze, lost for words, a speck of his dirty come dribbling down my leg.

  Staring into the dark space, running everything that just happened through my mind of what just happened, I reach out my arm placing it on the floor. I flinch as the piece of paper I dropped grazes my hand. Wyatt, Mr. “I won't let anything happen to you babe,” well what do you know Mr. “I got this,” it just happened I was attacked by your damn uncle who thinks I’m his damn play thing.

  Anger boils through my veins, each memory I have of the last god only knows how long I’ve been here rushes through me. “I fucking hate you, do you hear me. I fucking hate you both!” I scream over and over after the shit they have put me through and I’m not even this Summer girl.

  Slumping down from exhaustion I try to come to a conclusion of why they think I’m some girl called Summer.” And if Wyatt thinks he’s coming near me soon, I’m going to kick his arse,” I yell at them. Arms folded, legs crossed and sulking that’s me right now, that’s how I feel and how I am going to be. Surely my mum would have raised the alarm by now.

  Closing my eyes I try to rest my aching body, feeling every muscle ache sucks, muscles I didn’t even know existed want to make themselves known to me. This is going to suck for days and what’s the betting he doesn’t even care.

  I can't go through this again, I can smell him, taste him and I can feel him inside me. He put the fear of life in me, I don't think I will ever be able to stand up to him.

  I hate that I am so weak, my mum brought me up to be strong., to never back down and just take what was handed to me. I will never trust another man again.

  Chapter Eight

  Wyatt

  “Dude what you doing here?”

  “Bro I couldn't leave you hanging I just found out some serious information that I think you’re going to want hear. Harry has got you covered, he’s been down here and sorted ‘his’ men out to take you out today.” Bailey informs me.

  “You got to be fucking shitting me, right?”

  “Nah Bro, he was here checking on his assets, he knows you've been secretly coming here.”

  “Mother Fucker,” I’m raging, I’m freaking raging, there’s going to be no coming back from this, absolutely nothing, I’ve just put Summer in the world’s worst position ever. “That bastard!” I scream through the warehouse as I start kicking and punching at the table in front of me.

  “Seriously, Wyatt, man what the fuck calm your shit down you’re only going to make it worse.” Bailey is the only one who can talk to me like that, he’s the only one who will tell me straight. At 6’3” he’s a big lad who, let’s just say is well built, short dark hair all spiky and jelled, a smile that the ladies find irresistible and tattoos covering his arms, neck and chest.

  Now don’t get me wrong he’s a good looking lad, but one of the biggest players around, until the day we met Summer, fuck me that girl handed him his arse and told him to reconstruct it. She was so beautiful and had my blood shooting straight towards my cock, shit, I’m aching now just thinking of her beauty and her crystal blue eyes that look like heaven.

  Well at least they did until ‘dick face’ Harry got his hands on her, I swear if he’s laid one fucking breath on her, he’s going to wish for a quick death.

  “Bailey, do we know when they’re coming for me? I have to get out of here and get Summer out of this now before it’s too late”

  “Nah bro, all I know is Harry made a call and there’s a huge price on your head.” Oh this shit just keeps getting better and better.

  “Right, let’s be smart about this,” pacing the room while running my hands over my head trying to come up with a plan, shit, crap, bollocks, what the fuck am I going to do? “Bailey, how many of the guys are away from here that aren’t after my head?”

  “Dude, I’ve no idea, everyone really wants in on this money, were talking mega cash.” Seriously when this shit is all over I’m going to lay everyone out, growling, I storm to the window and glance out at my surroundings.

  “Bailey, you need to go, like right now, I need you to head to the compound and check on Summer, make sure Harry is never left alone with her, I’ll get their as soon as I can but it’s going to take me a while.” I know this isn’t going to end well for me, but as long as I know Summer is in safe hands I’ll be able to grin and bear whatever happens to me.

  Chapter Nine

  Summer

  I have no idea where Wyatt is but he’s taking his damn time about it. Seriously he sends me a text saying I’m in danger and to hide, so I do what he asks, but that’s all the contact I’ve had. I already know I’m in danger I witnessed what happened at the cliffs with my own eyes. Harry King is what’s wrong and I’m in no position to take him on, I wouldn't stand a chance.

  So here I am sat in this stupid house that’s miles away from anyone and all because of what?

  Well I won’t be sitting here much longer, it’s been a week already with no contact from anyone. Usually if Wyatt can’t get here he sends Bailey, so something serious must have gone down. I just need to stay hidden and let nobody see me around, otherwise I’m putting everyone in serious harm. I need to get back to the cliffs and check on that girls mum. Perhaps I can bring her with me and hide her somewhere to keep us both safe.

  Chapter Ten

  Morgan

  When life gives you lemons they say make lemonade, well what happens when life gives you darkness and fear. I’m still sat in this dinky room, no clothes on my body and I haven’t had anything to eat or drink. I’m going crazy in here, I just don't understand what the hell
is going on or why I am here. This whole being called Summer is getting to me too, I’m so confused about it all.

  Boom, boom, boom that’s what I can hear as Harry moves about, I hope to fuck he isn't coming in here again, I just couldn't do it. I don't want him to touch me ever again, I don't want him near me. I’m trying to be quiet in the hope that he won’t come in my room.

  The door creaks open and my heart rate goes up, closing my eyes, I hope whoever it is will see I’m asleep and leave me alone. “Summer,” who the hell is this now, doesn't sound like Harry. I’m too scared to open my eyes to see who it is, I can feel my body starting to tremble.

  As soon as I begin to think about opening my eyes and taking a peek I’m ripped from the mattress and hauled over the shoulder of, holy shit, Harry, this isn’t going to end well for me. Fuck!