Jenika All Over

By Hayden Ash

Clay is a shady fixer who the mayor sends to kill a potentially dangerous woman on his behalf. But, the girl he meets is anything but violent. In fact, she’s the gentle angel he’s been searching for his whole life. Now, he’ll risk everything to protect her from his former employer, who has a mysterious reason for having lied to Clay about her, in the first place.

Jenika has spent almost all of her teen years having to take care of herself. When a handsome, older alpha-male kidnaps her, she’s left confused between attraction to him and fear. Her Prince Charming, she discovers, comes with many rough edges.

Jenika and Clay will have to navigate a dangerous criminal world together. They’ll also both have to face a love that is as undeniable as it is unexpected...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hayden Ash
• Release date: Sep 16, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215741863

Hayden Ash

I'm an erotica author who loves telling inappropriate stories and making people uncomfortable with how kinky I am. But, if you're here, then hopefully that means you're into naughty stuff as well!I hope you'll take a look at some of my short stories and promise that you won't leave disappointed! There's plenty of hot men and women in taboo sexual scenarios, moral transgression, and storylines in which regular characters make larger-than-life choices, the likes of wish you've fantasized about but never acted upon!Who knows they may just inspire you to spice up your own sex life!sign up for the newsletter! http://eepurl.com/gzUGwv

Book preview

1

Jenika

I’ve got my friends Nikki and Savannah hanging out. We’re at my house, which, of course, is in the bad part of town.

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We’re watching the local news on our devices. It’s election night, and our ex-friend Jessica’s boyfriend Sean has just been projected to become the city’s next mayor. To say that none of us are happy about it is putting it lightly.

We all used to be best friends. The party girls who came from nothing but somehow ended up at schools with girls who had everything. The toxic four is what we were known as around the city. For some reason, the toxic three doesn’t have these same ring to it. I’m glad about that since I never wanted to be known for being bad girls in the first place...

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Around the time we all turned seventeen, Jessica ditched us for this nerdy girl named Fiona. I guess Jess figured that with graduation coming up, it was time to get serious about life.

Of course, this change in direction meant that Nikki, Savannah, and I had to go. It also didn’t help that Nikki had started sleeping with Jessica’s dad, Jax. But, what Jess doesn’t know is that Nicki only started doing that because she was so hurt. Nikki cared a lot about Jessica. She was the most devastated when she left us.

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Thinking about the fact that Jessica is about to live a truly charmed life gets under my skin more than it should. I try hard, but, at twenty, it’s already becoming obvious to me that I’m headed absolutely nowhere in life.

Yet, I can’t stop wondering what it would be like to be her. I also want to know what it’s like to live better than this. I’m not confident that I ever will.

The truth is, I’m probably just jealous of Jessica.

Fuck her! Nikki screams.

Nikki prepares to throw her phone at my television. But, I jerk her arm back before she can launch it at the screen.

Um, what the hell do you think you’re doing? I ask her.

Sorry, she says. I just hate that hoe so much…

I let go of her arm. Nikki is so pale and underweight that I’ve left a crimson handprint around her forearm.

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I think we need to try to bury the hatchet, Savannah says. Face it. She won. And, we could really use her connections. We don’t even have jobs!

True, I sigh.

No, screw that. I’d rather die than ask that bitch for a thing! Nikki hisses. Come, girls. We’re off on an adventure tonight.

Omigod… Savannah sighs. Where to this time?

The Lannister Hotel, Nikki says, avoiding eye contact with us.

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We all know the gossip regarding the Lannister Hotel. In recent years it’s become very…relaxed in its attitude towards the growing problem of illegal prostitution in this state. If the rumors are to be believed, the now-former mayor has been going there regularly for appointments.

It’s hard to say whether that’s true. Mayor Bagley was definitely corrupt. But, he didn’t seem like the type of man who would enjoy a place like that. Not like his son, the infamous Daire Bagley. That guy is one seriously wicked sonofabitch.

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Jenika! Nikki snaps. Stop daydreaming and grab your coat.

I’m not daydreaming. I’m considering whether I’m going to go with you, I tell Nikki, rolling my eyes.

Oh, c’mon, Nikki pleads.

Nikki gets down on her knees and makes prayer hands towards me. Her ugly fake jewelry clinks noisily together and looks even uglier under the light from my cheap lamp.

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Omigod. I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but fine. But, I’m not going to whore myself, Nikki! I’m not that desperate for money, I tell her.

Omigod, of course not! Nikki says, smiling. We’re getting some drinks with a few guys. That’s it. And, we’re staying at the bar and not going to anyone’s hotel room. I swear.

Fine, I say, sighing.

Nikki is a pathological liar. I’m sure that this is all some plan that Jax came up with to have fat, old men try to proposition me all night like I’m some destitute call girl.

Yeah, I’m definitely jealous of Jessica…

2

Clay

I’m sitting shotgun as we pull into the parking lot of this decadent hotel. 

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This building couldn’t be a more obvious front for a prostitution ring if it were actively trying to advertise it. I’ve been here five seconds, and already I see plastic women with FF TITS bouncing up and down inside their jackets as they run insanely fast in eight-inch heels into the hotel’s bright lobby. 

The sigh I take is extraordinarily deep. It’s going to be a long night. 

The guy sitting next to me in the driver’s seat is named Gavin. He lights a cigarette. And I watch the smoke pass over me, leave out my cracked window, then evaporate into the black sky. I study the vapors until they’re entirely gone—the last moment of calm before the storm. 

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You ready for it? Gavin asks, not looking at me. 

I still don’t get it, Gavin, I say, shrugging. 

Get what? He asks. 

What the hell we’re doing this for? I ask. Colt Bagley has always been straight with us about why we needed to do some dirty work for him.

Yeah, well, the Colt Bagley we know is no more. A job like that will kill something when you inevitably lose it. That’s just the price you pay, Gavin says, taking another drag of his cigarette. His son, Daire, is who we take orders from now.

I didn’t sign up for that. Mayor or not, Colt is the only one who has earned my respect enough to call him boss, I say. I’m not interested in working for his spoiled little son.

Yeah, well, neither am I, Gavin complains. "But, I’m still interested in the money. I’m guessing so are you,