KYRIE . Jessa was a good girl . A little too good for the kind of shit she'd gotten tangled in . She was desperate . That much was clear now . She didn't fuck two strangers for fun that night . She did it to get her mother the meds she needed . That was it . Straight up survival . And it made everything else about her make sense ... the nervousness , the nativity , the way she didn't even know how to lie without stuttering . She wasn't some seasoned whore . She was innocent and naive . And now , knee - deep in a mess too big for her to clean up alone . That's where I come in . I promised to save her from Saint . I was already preparing a long trip for her mother to the UK , at least . Private facility . All expenses on me . Just until I can figure things out with Saint and clean this shit up . And as for Jessa ? She stays with me for now until Saint's madness dies down . Cole's picking her up tomorrow morning and bringing her straight to my house . There was no way in hell I was letting her stay one more night anywhere near Lanry Side . She'd be safer with me . And yeah , maybe I needed her around too . It's been eight months of searching . I wasn't about to let her vanish again . I would be able to protect her better here than at Lanry Side . Jessa is way too innocent and decent . It took a hell of a lot to convince her . She didn't want to live under the same roof with a man who wasn't her mate . I respected the fuck out of her for that . In fact , I liked it . She had morals , even after everything . I promised to keep my hands to myself . And I meant that , too . I just had to return home to put the place in order . The place reeked of women . Different perfumes on the sheets . Lipstick stains on glasses . Lingerie tossed behind the couch . It looked like a fucking nightclub . It was not the place to bring someone like Jessa . 1/3 Chapter 18 Took me a couple of hours to wipe all that shit clean . Tossed out everything , aired the place , changed the sheets , even bought groceries I never intended to touch . I wouldn't want to give her the wrong impression when she arrives . By the time I was done , it was already late in the evening . I heard Saint's car drive past my house and head straight into his compound . He lived right next door - unfortunately . I didn't even change out of the simple black shirt I had on . Just grabbed my keys and headed straight over . We needed to talk . As soon as I got to his door , I didn't bother knocking . I never knocked . It was Saint's house , not a goddamn courthouse . Saint and I didn't do polite . I shoved the door open , ready to drop the Jessa conversation right in his lap , when I stopped cold . My jaw locked . What . The . Fuck . My eyes caught her first . Eve . I fucking swallowed . She was descending the stairs slowly , like she wasn't sure of her own steps . Her hair was a mess ... I could swear a man gripped her hair from the back while doing unholy things to her . That's how it looked . Her nightie was small , thin as air , one strap hanging off her shoulder like it gave up halfway . She looked like she'd just been ... I clenched my jaw . 2/3 7:24 Sun , Sep 21 Chapter 18 Saint was by the mini bar , swirling a glass of Scotch like the asshole he was . He didn't even glance up . Eve's eyes locked on mine . Those eyes that almost made me think she was the one from that night . Funny how they both had almost identical eyes . Eyes that made you want to fight the whole world just to keep them safe . And for a second - just one fucking second we froze there , staring at each other like we knew something we weren't supposed to know . She looked at me like she wasn't expecting to see me , and fuck , I wasn't expecting to see her here either . She looked wrecked and used , like someone who had been handled . She looked like she'd just been fucked . By Saint . I don't know what the hell passed between us in that second , but it sure as fuck wasn't normal . My stomach twisted with a cold , sour knot . What the fuck is this ? Why the hell did I feel ... something ? It wasn't jealousy . No. Fuck no . I didn't know this girl from anywhere . She was Saint's stepsister , for crying out loud . 1 But something about seeing her here , like this all disheveled and exposed in his house - didn't sit right with me . It was probably disgust . Yeah . That had to be it . Chapter Comments LIKE е Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!