Disarmed

By M.S. L.R.

Kyle Simmons is the CEO of Simmons Manufacturing  by day. Contracted by ex-girlfriends that were treated badly by their boyfriends, Kyle is the best at ruining lives. And that's her second job, to give those scumbags what they deserve. 

But when she meets her next assignment - Damian Alexander, her whole world is turned upside down. She must find the strength within her to get through the job. That is until Damian introduces her to his adopted brother Kaden. 

Kaden is the bad boy. He screams sexy and dangerous. He may be every woman's fantasy but he's Kyle's worst nightmare. 

Kyle is stuck between a rock and a hard place as she learns more about Damian and Kaden. She has a job to do but there's a hot-devilish rebel that she can't stop thinking about. 
What's a girl to do? 

*A story about two souls that have been through a lot. 
Kaden can't let go of his past. Kyle wants to escape hers and never look back. 
Together will they be able to move on or will they end up destroying each other?*

• Language: English
• Publisher: M.S. L.R.
• Release date: Feb 18, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524267452

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NOTE TO READERS:

Disarmed is the first book in a new dark romance trilogy. There will be two more books, so not everything in the story in this first book will be explained thoroughly. There’s no major cliffhanger but there are unresolved issues. The book will end in a temporarily happily-ever-after ending.

You have been warned.

Happy reading!

PROLOGUE

KADEN ALEXANDER

I was adopted when I was sixteen.

After living in foster homes and then finally tired of all the bullshit that came with that life. I decided to take matters into my own hands. Of course, that meant I had to start from scratch, the bottom and as you probably know, for people like me it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park.

On the contrary.

I ran away from the last foster home and through my school contacts, I was able to get a job. But the job wasn’t something to be proud of. No. That would’ve been too easy. It all started when Ray had me meet his homeboy Jay. Jay hooked me up from the beginning, had me running errands. Pretty much doing the dirty work for him and the rest of his club because around me that’s what they called it – a club.

From the start I knew it was illegal shit they were involved in. But beggars can’t be choosers and so you do what you gotta do.

My involvement wasn’t big, thankfully. The hardcore dealing was left for the adults of course, they were after all more experienced. I’m not gonna lie though, those months – almost a year with them, it was rough.

Luckily I never met anyone that would remember me or so I hoped because I knew what they were capable of. In the months that came after being the errand boy, I learned things – saw things that no kid should ever have to witness.

After that it all pretty much went downhill__ that is until I was adopted by the Alexander’s.

Now that’s an interesting turn of events huh?

Well, I still think about how it all went down and what my life has become since then.

When John Alexander arrested me and for some god forsaken reason, liked me, he decided to welcome me into his home.

I’m still not sure what he saw in me. Shit, his wife, my mother now never treated me differently than her own kids. It was quite a family, the Alexander’s.

Now, years later I helped run a company that I started with my annoying brother Damian. He does most of the business side of things. Not to say that I don’t know how to, he’s just better with people. According to the asshole I have issues. Truth be told, I do but that doesn’t mean he gets to use that against me. Fuck him.

So who am I?

That’s the golden question isn’t it?

My name doesn’t even begin to cover it.

It’s not something I could answer easily with a word or even a sentence. That’s something that I have to deeply think about, because with me it could either be what you see is what you get or you don’t know shit about me. What I decide to give you is for your own damn good.

And right now, you don’t know me.

KYLE (LIZ) SIMMONS

CHAPTER – 1

Yes hon, I will... yes, yes ok. I’ll see you there. I rolled my eyes as I hung up and threw my cell phone inside my purse.

Walking out of my office and going straight to my car, I wished for this assignment to be over. It was seriously a headache and time to end it.

But first I had a meeting to attend to.

Fifteen minutes later I was sitting in front of Cassidy, my client.

Her home was lovely, very feminine and cozy just like she wished it to be a few months ago.

I’m glad you’re here, Kyle. I have been waiting for this moment for a very long time, you know.

I nodded, knowing full well that she was telling me the truth. It was the same thing she had told me on our first meeting.

Yes of course, I’m glad to give you that satisfaction. After all it is my job. I smiled at her as she handed me an envelope.

Here’s the last installment, I have to say that this was money well spent. She paused for a second and leaned in a little closer, What are you going to do now?

I laughed, Well, just as we discussed before, since I already did most of the work now it will all fall into place. Expect to have him coming crawling back to you in a week or so, begging you to take him back, they always do. Because they had nothing left.

She raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment on that, Thank you so much Kyle, I feel like a new woman and I owe you more than I have and if there’s anything at all that I could do for you just give me a call.

I could tell that she really meant it. Putting the envelope inside my purse I stood up and gave her a hug, You’re welcome, and don’t worry this will be epic.

****

And epic it was.

Liz! What have you done? I don’t understand! He was furious and breaking, just as I had expected.

I had my arms crossed with an annoyed look on my face, I don’t know what you’re talking about. You blame me for a negative bank account but I had nothing to do with it. So I think we’re done here. I have to go. I walked towards the door but looked over my shoulder, Have a nice life. With that I walked out of his apartment.

He was now ruined.

I cleaned out his bank account with the extravagant shopping trips I had taken with my friends constantly and only to return most of the items and get the cash back to give it to Cassidy.

It may sound bad but I wasn’t a prostitute. That’s not how I worked. Hell I didn’t even really know the guy.

Cassidy contracted me to get her money back and she wasn’t the first. It wasn’t easy and there were rules that I had to follow.

A contract had to be signed by both parties.

The kind of assignment I’d take: I’d only accept the assignments where the case was serious. I had to get close to them somehow. Sometimes that meant dates, or outings with mutual friends which weren’t but I could easily become anyone’s friend.

I wouldn’t sleep with them that was out of the question. If I have to date them, I’d do a couple of dates but that was it.

That would also mean that I wouldn’t be traveling with them outside of the country but that usually wasn’t a problem since I didn’t date them long enough to have to worry about those things.

I didn’t see them for any longer than necessary which meant I couldn’t date too long that they’d become suspicious of my intentions. Also, I couldn’t be under more than three assignments at a time and no more than one if I was in a real relationship –which wasn’t an issue at the moment.

I didn’t target any guy under twenty-two or older than forty, I had my limits.

And of course the most important rule of all: No falling in love, no feelings, ever.

Of course I had my share of guys that would grow on me and maybe I felt a little guilty of what I was doing but in the end I would never forget the reason why I was doing it in the first place, the reason why I had been contacted to ruin their lives.

They were all scumbags.

I had been doing this for over two years now.

That was my job, it was my life.

*****

I had a condo that I had inherited three years ago. It was located in Miami, Florida by the beach, where I lived.

The warm air felt so nice at night, it was now around seven and as much as I wanted to take a dip in the beach water I had a dinner to go to.

My second assignment was now my first since I just finished with the other one...

Yeah, it could get a little confusing sometimes.

Anyway, this guy was ridiculously rich and stupid. His name__ I couldn’t even remember, but all I knew was that I couldn’t stand him. I wish I could be done with the douche already. Unfortunately we had only been in a total of two dates and the other times that we were supposed to be getting to know each other... well the ass wasn’t available, he was too busy to pay any attention to me. So I couldn’t get close to him for him to take me home. Even though I had the money to probably hire someone to break into his home, it was messy. I didn’t do messy. In fact, I worked alone. It was safer and better that way. 

This assignment was going to take longer than the norm.

But his ex-girlfriend had warned me about it.

The problem was that I was too cocky and we only signed a six month deal.

What happens if I don’t fulfill the contract you ask? Well, then I’m in deep crap, according to this contract if I don’t deliver this guy completely broke