Forced: A Bad Boy Billionaire Romance (The Blackthorn Brothers Book 1)

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Author: Cali MacKay
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Wren had gone to college and gotten her degree, but as far as I knew, she hadn’t worked a hard day in her life. Teaching the occasional yoga class or picking up a dog-sitting gig every now and then didn’t exactly pay the bills, and those were done out of boredom, not need.
    “You know that’s a load of shit, Wren—and frankly, it doesn’t matter, because I’m still going to do whatever it takes to keep my family safe. And if that means dragging you to some priest or JP who’ll do your dad’s bidding and ignore the fact that you’re not exactly there of your free will, then that’s exactly what I’ll do. But I can tell you right now that we’re getting hitched, whether you like it or not. So pack a bag or I’ll do it for you, and I make no guarantees about my fashion sense.”
    “You’re hysterical. And even though I get that you want to keep your family safe, I’m not doing this, Ash. No fucking way. You need to find another way.” She shook her head no and took a step away from me, looking ready to bolt. “You don’t get to come into my home and force me into something I want no part of.”
    “You can blame your dad for that. Unfortunately, I’m not the one who set the rules to this little arrangement—and believe me, I’ve done all I can to figure out who’s behind this, and it’s not making sense, which means your dad’s offer is my only option. Trust me when I tell you, this isn’t exactly my idea of a happily ever after, either.” Settling down and getting married was the last thing I’d been thinking of, even if seeing Wren again was stirring up feelings I’d thought were long gone and well forgotten.
    “You know I love your family—but marrying me is not the answer to your problems—especially since it’s not fucking happening.” Her mistake was telegraphing her move by glancing in the direction she was going to run.
    I caught her in my arms as she screamed and tried to get free of me, my cock going hard as I pressed her body to the wall, trapping her against me. And fuck, but it was like the years apart evaporated in that moment, the familiarity of her body against mine making it so I could think of nothing but sinking my cock into her as my mouth caught hers in a heated kiss, my tongue clashing with hers as she kissed me back with a passion I hadn’t realized I’d missed.
    Gripping her wrists, I raised her arms up over her head and grabbed them both in one hand so the other could dip down to her sweet cunt, my words spoken against her lips. “Fucking hell, Wren…you’re so wet.”
    “And what the hell are you going to do about it, Ash?” Her cheeks were flushed red with need, her words spoken on a gasp as I plunged my fingers inside her, knowing full well the games she was playing. She might hate my guts, but she’d always want me—just like I’d always want her; the attraction between us undeniable. “Are you going to just stand there or are you going to take what you want?”
    “Fuck, Wren…” She’d always liked things really rough— too rough —and it looked like some things hadn’t changed. “I’m not doing this—not like this.”
    I let her go, not willing to go down this road with her again, even if every part of me ached to have her back, the absence of her curves from my body impacting me like a physical pain.
    “You’re not going to fuck me—and I’m not going to marry you. See? We both have things we won’t do.” Her smug smile made me curse under my breath as I fought the need to carry her off to her bed, and fuck her until she didn’t have the energy or desire to deny me anything.
    “You make it sound like either one of us has a choice when it comes to this. We don’t . And you should know damn well by now that your father always gets what he wants. So, believe me when I tell you, that you want to come along willingly. ’Cause I can guarantee you won’t like the alternative, sunshine.” My car was parked just outside, and I had no

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