Free Bastard (Bad Boys) by Jordan Silver

 
    I’d seen her for the first time a few short months ago. Just one day I happened to be driving through the old neighborhood, and there she was.
    I’d felt the punch in my heart first, before it had moved to my cock. My eyes followed her as she walked along, so innocent. Having no idea that there was a predator in her midst.
    “Stop.” I’d had my driver stop short on the side of the busy street. Horns blared but I gave a fuck. My detail in the other car pulled up next to us and I rolled down the window in the backseat.
    “Find out who she is.”
    “On it boss.”
    It hadn’t taken them long to get what I wanted. That’s usually the case in old neighborhoods like these, where everybody knew everybody.
     
    They maybe wouldn’t have been so forthcoming, had they known it was me, Xander Konstantinidis, who was doing the asking. My reputation had been well earned on these streets back in the day.
    I smiled to myself as I sat in the car that day, my mind already formulating plans and schemes. Whatever it took , I will have her. I’m not in the habit of letting anything stand in my way. And if the obstacle proved to be too much of a hindrance, I just simply have it removed.
     
     
    I ran the parents and found out the mother was long gone and the dad had a problem. He loved th e tables, but was no good at it; maybe because he loved the bottle as much, if not more. I’m a devious fuck, so my mind started working. I couldn’t let all my fancy education go to waste now, could I?
    It was a bit unorthodox of me to go about it this way. But from what I’d learned, this might be the easiest. She had all the qualifications I was looking for. And besides, I was sure that any life I could give her would be better than anything she could hope for.
    The only problem was, I’m not exactly anyone’s choice for mate material. My appetites are renowned when it comes to sex. I don’t really give a fuck what anyone thinks about that. But there were other, let’s say, unconventional traits to my personality.
    I’ve never been into vanilla.

Chapter 1
     
    BIANCA
     
     
    I awakened to a blindfold and a gag in my mouth; straight away my breathing changed, and my heart began to race. "Ah, so you're awake little Bianca, how sweet. No don't tense up. I promise to make this good for you.
    You're probably wondering what this is about, who I am...I'll tell you."
    I felt cold steel slide up my middle, around my nipple and down again, until it touched my little love button. I held myself stiff with fear, not quite understanding if it were a dream or if I was truly awake. Then the voice continued.
    "You see; your old man owes me some money, lots of it in fact. So much, he'd never be able to repay it in his lifetime. So he had a choice, death, or his only daughter. He chose to live.
    Now usually, I would've killed the fuck and be done with it, but I've been watching you from afar. In fact, you're the reason I let his stupidity get this far.
    Normally, the fuck would've been dead a couple hundred grand ago, but I think you're worth it. He assures me you're a virgin. Are you little Bianca, hmm?"
    I felt fingers prodding into my secret places , as I tried to scream around the cloth in my mouth. "Hmmm, smell that nice sweet pussy, I'm gonna enjoy getting your blood on my cock." I think he licked me there…

 
     
    "They say the best way to bust a cherry, is to just get it done. I'm not sure about your little eighteen year old pussy though, I have to warn you...I'm not a small man."
    I struggled against my restraints futilely , as tears ran down the sides of my face, and into my hair. "Ssh shh, I'm not gonna hurt you; not anymore than is necessary anyway.
    However , let’s get some things straight while I have your attention." I heard him removing his clothes as he walked around the bed. Why was he…?
    "I own you, all of you, that means I run you. School is out, the life you knew, done. When I'm through here , I'm loading you into the back