Freaks & Geek

Chapter 7: Silhouette

"Come on, Princess." Wes said reaching for her hand. Like the others, sensations and emotions washed over her the moment their hands touched. Wes' hands were rough as expected, but there was a gentle warmness to them that made her want him to touch her all over. She walked pass the courtyard with them and noticed the actual fear that were in the eyes of the men and women that often littered the space. She knew unlike her that anyone and everyone knew about the "Triple Threat" and just figured they were shocked to be in the presence of such wealthy men.

"You guys really don't have to do this," Harlow said as she walked in front of them up the stairs. None of the men were listening to a word she was saying as they watched her ample bottom bounce with each movement. 'She's fucking perfect.' Wes said hungrily. 'I want to bend her over this railing and fuck the shit out of her.' Val all but panted. 'Patience, brothers. We'll get there.' Damien said coolly, but he too was tempted to have his way with her right then and there. They made it to the sixth floor and she turned to smile at them. "Thanks so much," Harlow said before walking to her door with them in tow.

She noticed immediately that something was wrong. She looked and her door had been kicked in. She made a move to run in, but Val grabbed her quickly. "No, cara mia. Let them go make sure it's safe." She watched as Damien and Wes walked into her apartment that she had called home for a month. It wasn't much whatsoever, but it was the first place that was her own.

Wes and Damien took in the disheveled apartment. Everything was turned upside down and they were sure the little that Harlow had was gone. The bed was even stripped and the closest bare of any clothes. They walked back out to her with sad expressions and broke as she began crying. Damien wanted to find whoever did this and make them suffer as he heard his mate's sobs. She all of a sudden stopped with wide eyes and ran into the apartment. "ALISTAIR! ALISTAIR!" She screamed out frantically.

"She left her son home alone?" Val asked confusedly. "ALISTAIR, baby! Come to Mama." They watched as a large cat walked out from a kitchen cabinet. "BABY!" Harlow screamed happily as she picked up the feline and held him to her chest. She rubbed his back as he purred and looked at the three men standing there. They watched in shock as his light brown eyes changed to a demonic red. 'Did you just see that?' Val asked shocked. 'Yes!' Damien and Wes replied.

Harlow turned around to see their stunned expressions and knew this wasn't helping her cause in trying to not receive judgement from them for where she lived. "Thank you for being here, but you can go now." They snapped out of their shock and looked at her crazily. "You're not staying here, dove." Damien said with a finality that shocked her. "You're going to come stay with us."  It was Harlow's turn to look at them crazily before bursting into laughter. They didn't know what was funny, but they were more than sure that she would be leaving that apartment with them tonight.

"First of all, I don't know you, so living with you is preposterous. Second of all, you're my bosses and that is beyond inappropriate. Third of all, no." This was one of those moments Damien loved and hated. Her stubbornness was going to be the death of him if he could actually die. "Harlow, this place is a literal war zone and a permanent feature on the daily news. You are not staying here any longer and that's final." Damien said sternly and it made her chuckle.

"You're caucasity is showing, Damien." He looked at her confusedly. "My what?" Wes waved him off. "Harlow, it isn't safe here and you know that. We just want to protect you." She looked at Wes suspiciously. "Why are you three so intent and focused on me? You don't know me. You could have any woman in the world that you wanted. So, why me? Why pay me any attention or drive me home or have dinner with me? I'm nobody." She whispered the last part, but they heard her.

Val walked up to her before throwing caution to the wind and caressing her cheek. The cold sensation did something to her senses. "You're more special to us than you'll ever know, querida. We care about you so much and like you even more. We want to protect you with everything in us. Let us protect you, Harlow, please." The confession had her reeling. She wasn't expecting that whatsoever and what was crazier is that she believed him. She saw nothing but sincerity and truth in his hazel green eyes and she trusted that. She trusted him.