PAYBACK (A Bad Boy Romance)

BOOK: PAYBACK (A Bad Boy Romance)
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Payback
Alexx Andria
Copyright

PAYBACK

By Alexx Andria

© 2016 Alexx Andria. All rights reserved.

Cover by Kim Van Meter

No part of this
NOVEL
may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher. All characters are fictitious and any resemblance to an actual person is purely coincidental.

The following
NOVEL
is approximately 43,000 words and an original work of fiction by Alexx Andria.

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A Note From Alexx

D
ear Reader
,

Thank you so much for purchasing
Payback
. I have always had an enduring love affair with the bad boy hero. I love creating heroes that start off rough (and even unlikeable) but deep down, they are men we can’t help but fall in love with.

I knew it wouldn’t be easy to write Cason’s story because he starts off very bad.

How do you redeem a character that sets out to kidnap and ruin the heroine?

I had my work cut out for me but I fell in love with Cason and I hope you do, too.

For a limited time, you get to enjoy two books in one! For your reading pleasure, please enjoy
Against The Wall
, another bad boy hero that has a soft spot in my heart.

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Back Cover Blurb

He kidnapped me—so why do I feel alive for the first time in my life?

Holly

I’ve spent my entire life avoiding trouble, unlike my brother Butcher. But when Cason O’Connor kidnaps me, I’m shocked that I’m now being used as a pawn for my brother’s crimes. I should hate my captor, but I don’t. I hunger for his touch, I crave his intensity, I feel alive for the first time in my life. Will he be willing to abandon his plot for revenge or will I be nothing but payback?

Cason

The plan is simple—kidnap Holly Brannon, baby sister of the man who shot mine. Revenge should be sweet. I’ll torture the only person he loves. Instead, I’m the one being tortured by this fiery redhead with incredible curves. I’m obsessed with her. Now I must choose between making Butcher pay for his crimes and my desire to possess Holly, no matter the consequence. She was my victim—now she’s my woman. And I’ll never let her go.

Warning
: This is a bad boy romance with dark themes. It is
over-the-top sexy
with all the
dirty sweetness
you’ve come to expect from an Alexx Andria read.

Chapter 1
Cason

S
trawberry blonde hair
twisted in a messy bun, tiny tendrils escaping to frame a soft jaw.

Dark-rimmed glasses perched on her nose as she turned a page, oblivious to the busy world around her.

Drenched in sunlight on the campus lawn.

And the sweetest hips and tits I'd ever seen.

I smiled.
Target acquired.

"When?"

A single question.

"Tonight," I answered, continuing to watch. Something about her reaching inside and twisting my nuts so hard I could barely breathe.

"Why not now? Let's get it over with," my buddy Tito Sanchez countered, impatient, twitchy. "This place makes me want to take a shit. Bunch of over-privileged assholes, you know what I mean?"

I smiled briefly, my eyes never leaving her.

"Nice to meet you, Holly Brannon," I murmured, firing up my '73 'Cuda. The vintage muscle car growled, the torque shaking the frame with barely contained brute strength. "Now I know why your brother has been hiding you all this time."

"She's hot," Tito observed, adding, "Nice and thick, too. Enough meat to hold onto."

I agreed. Holly was an unexpected surprise.

A gift hand-delivered and placed right at my feet.

Perfect for my plans.

Holly had no idea I was the predator and she was the prey.

Recently, I discovered that Butcher Brannon, leader of the Ice Town Rebels, had a little sister he'd been trying to keep secret.

But the thing about secrets was that eventually, someone talked.

And that's exactly what happened when I started applying pressure to one inside Brannon's inner circle.

It's amazing how quickly people talk when extreme pain was involved.

Which brought me to this private college campus, away from the city, away from the dirt and grime, shit and piss that people like Butcher and myself often called home.

"So what's the plan?" Tito asked. "Slap her around a bit? Maybe have a little fun? I wouldn't mind getting a look at those soft titties."

I cast a sharp look at Tito, instantly fighting a growl that came out of nowhere. The girl was mine. She didn't know it yet but I did.

Don't ask me how I knew.

Tito raised his hands. "Hey man, chill. I was just playing around. You got a plan?"

Yeah, and it was simple.

Holly lived in a small apartment complex, bottom floor, not far from the campus.

Each night she walked alone to her place, after spending hours in the library.

I couldn't imagine what anyone could possibly do for that long in a place filled with nothing but books.

I hated to read.

I'd been watching her for days; I knew her pattern.

I was a bonafide stalker.

But I would do anything to brutalize Butcher's soft spot.

Even break a pretty young thing like Holly.

The 'Cuda rumbled down the road, away from the campus, a shark prowling.

Soon, Holly.

Soon.

Chapter 2
Holly

M
y senses pricked
, sending the hair on my arms rioting as if a cold breeze had licked my skin but it was practically ninety degrees today, almost too hot to be sitting in the sun.

I rubbed at my arms, noting the pinking of an impending sunburn and sighed. Once again, I'd lost track of time.

That happened more times than not.

But burying my nose in a book was my preferred relaxation of choice.

With finals breathing down my neck, I needed every moment of quiet I could get.

There it was again, that sense that I was being watched.

Ridiculous, I know. Too many late-night movies and buttered popcorn.

But for the past week, I couldn't shake the feeling that eyes were on me.

Cataloging my every move.

A shaky laugh escaped as I realized how patently ridiculous it was to fear such a thing.

No one was paying any attention to me.

I was the invisible girl here on campus.

I didn't fit in — I didn't want to fit in — I just wanted to get my degree and move on.

I didn't even want to come here but my brother had insisted.

Seeing as he was paying for my tuition, I wasn't in a position to argue.

But Cornwall University was filled with people I had nothing in common with -- and loneliness was something that'd come along with me when my brother had sent me off.

It was also something I was used to.

My brother had always paid for my schooling, starting from boarding school all the way to university.

Of course, he was a lot older than me.

We shared the same daddy, different moms.

At least that was the story. I was too young to remember. All I'd ever known of my family was Butcher.

I suppose he felt some familial responsibility to take care of me even though we were practically strangers.

His answer had been to ship me off, as soon as I was old enough.

So in the library was where you'd always find me.

With my nose in a book, ignored by everyone else around me.

Books were my sanctuary, my friend, my solace.

But sometimes I wished that I wasn't quite so invisible.

That maybe...there was someone out there who saw more than the shy girl who probably enjoyed chocolate ice cream too much and whose idea of a good time involved snuggling on the sofa watching a rom-com together.

Someone who could look past the fact that my brother, James “Butcher” Brannon ran one of the most notorious street gangs in New York.

Yeah. Right.

Now you know why I kept to myself.

Books were safer.

Chapter 3
Cason

I
t happened quickly
.

Taller than her by almost six inches, it was easy to get behind her, arm locked around her neck, chloroform-doused rag over her nose.

One sharp inhale and she was out.

I hoisted her into my arms and carried her to the car where Tito bound her hands and stuffed a gag in her mouth.

Five minutes, in and out.

No one saw the shadow tailing her on the bike trail, no one saw me overtake her.

The girl really should've been more careful.

The world was filled with monsters and perverts.

"So you really think this is going to work?" Tito asked as we barreled out of the quaint college town that was filled with enough preppy pricks to populate a John Hughes movie. "What if Butcher doesn't give a shit about his sister?"

I cast Tito a knowing look. "The man went out of his way to ensure that no one knew about her. He tucked her away like a princess in an ivory tower. He wouldn't have gone to so much trouble if he didn't give a shit. Trust me...he cares."

A slow smile followed.

It was an inspired fucking plan.

Kidnap baby sister, show Butcher that he wasn't the only one who could make a mess of people, and then use the girl to make Butcher pay for what he'd done.

I wasn't going to let anything stand in my way.

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