Ruthless Guardian

RUTHLESS GUARDIAN MAFIA ROMANCE VENGEANCE & VOWS BOOK 2 HOPE STONE ALSO BY HOPE STONE Vengeance & Vows - Mafia Romance Series Book 1 - Ruthless Vengeance Book 2 - Ruthless Guardian Book 3 - Ruthless Betrayal Book 4 - Ruthless Vows Outlaw Souls - MC Romance Series Book 1 - Ryder Book 2 - Pin Book 3 - Trainer Book 4 - Blade Book 5 - Diego Book 6 - Colt Book 7 - Moves Book 8 - Butch Guardians Of Mayhem - MC Series 1 Book 1 - Finn Book 2 - Havoc Book 3 - Axle Book 4 - Rush Book 5 - Red Book 6 - Shadow Book 7 - Shaggy Guardians Of Mayhem - MC Series 2 Book 1 - Hawk Book 2 - Maverick Book 3 - Mustang Guardians Of Mayhem - MC Series 3 Book 1 - Gunner Book 2 - Stunt Book 3 - Mickey Book 4 - Breaker Book 5 - Rip Book 6 - Crow CONTENTS Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Epilogue Leave A Review Ruthless Betrayal Sneak Peak Also By Hope Stone 1 AMY Five a.m. came way too quickly. Amy felt like she’d just closed her eyes when the blaring of the alarm clock pulled her from sleep. She groaned as she slapped the snooze button, knowing that she wasn’t going to take advantage of the extra nine minutes it could give her. She needed to get up and moving, or she would be late. She was supposed to open up Wilbur’s Coffee Shop in an hour. She moved around her room quietly as she got dressed, not wanting to wake up either of her roommates. Crossing to her desk, she picked up her pathology textbook and shoved into her backpack along with three other massive books covering topics she was learning in med school. She’d be spending her breaks at a table in the coffee shop, studying. It was usually cool in the early morning, so she pulled a hoodie over her head before she slipped out of the apartment, locking the door behind her. The building was mostly quiet at this time of day, though she did hear a baby crying in one of the apartments as she waited for the elevator. The building was old, and the elevator had broken down three times this year, but she made it to the ground floor with no trouble. It was still dark out as she stepped out onto the sidewalk. Even at this time of day, there were some cars on the street, but she didn’t pay much attention to them as she headed for the parking lot. There were no other people in sight. Her backpack was so heavy that it was already making her shoulders ache. She thought about the massage she got last month, an uncommon treat that she gave herself as a reward for making the Dean’s list. It wasn’t cheap but God, it was amazing to have someone work out the tension in her muscles. Money was tight, but maybe she’d splurge on another one soon. Amy was so distracted by thoughts of a deep tissue massage that she didn’t even sense the danger nearby until it was too late. She’d just reached her car and opened the backseat to put her backpack inside when the sound of metal sliding across metal came from right behind her. Her brain barely registered that someone just opened the door of the van parked next to her before a hand clamped over her mouth. Panic flooded her system immediately, and she tried to jerk away from whoever was behind her, but a strong arm came around her chest, dragging her backward. Her arms flailed out wildly, but there was nothing for her to grab onto. Amy kicked out with her legs too, but all she managed to do was shut her own car door. She tried to scream, despite the arm around her chest making it difficult to draw in a full breath, but the sound was muffled by the hand still clamped over her mouth. “Get her in the van,” a man’s voice came from nearby, but it wasn’t the one holding her. Oh, God. If she ended up in that van, she’d probably never be seen again. Desperation made her fight harder, and she reached back to try to do some damage to the man that grabbed her. My hand closed on this hair, and I pulled with all my strength, drawing a pained cry from the lips of the man. But he didn’t loosen his grip on her. If anything, he held Amy tighter, making it hard to breathe. She bowed her back and jerked her head from side-to-side, trying anything she could to get loose. The apartment building was so close, and there were so many people inside. If she could just make a run for it… When a man moved to stand in front of her, all hope of escape was extinguished. He was huge, tall and heavyset. But the thing that really made an impression was the cold humor in his eyes. As if this was a game or something. He was fucking abducting her and looked like he was having fun. Anger and fear mixed together to make her reckless. Lifting her foot again, she kicked the man as hard as she could right in his bulging stomach. The act forced the man behind her backward, and they went tumbling into the damn van together, but not before she saw the big guy doubled over, his breath leaving him in a whoosh. His eyes met hers, and the rage she saw there made her heart sink. Did I just make things worse for myself? That hardly seemed possible, but she pulled it off. As soon as that thought crossed her mind,