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  Taming Rachel

  Eternally Yours: Book One

  Carly Davis

  Rachel Lucchese is the good girl gone bad. All it takes is one traumatic encounter to turn the perfect little angel into a devil. Now, she’s the bad girl all the badboys crave and the good boys want to sin with. She’s everything and more they fantasize about in their dreams. Tired of being expected to play the part of the proper woman her father wants her to be, she turns to alcohol and drugs to escape reality. She begins to sneak out and hit the club her ex-best friend runs for his father to escape her overbearing family.

  She just wants to be free.

  Little does she know, she’s just walked straight into the lion’s den.

  Alcohol?

  Check.

  Drugs?

  Running into the one who broke her heart?

  Definitely not prepared for that.

  Enter the cocky and arrogant ex-best friend…Alexander Vasiliev and trouble seems to follow her wherever she goes. Especially, when Alexander is involved. Her world comes crashing down before her eyes within seconds. One night with Rachel and his mind is made up. He wants back in her life and this time he’s not walking away. Alexander would tame the little wildcat, even if it’s the last thing he does. When he wants something, he takes it.

  He is bound and determined to capture the feral kitten.

  Tame her…make her his.

  1

  Alexander

  I leaned back in my chair and watched Rachel enter the club. The dress she had on was way too damn tight and made my cock thicken under my pants. There was no way in hell her father would let her just walk out looking like that. This was the fifth time this week she’d been in here. She scanned the area until she locked eyes with me and licked her lips.

  Rachel was the daughter of the notorious Giovanni Lucchese and also twin to Tate Lucchese. After Giovanni stepped down his son-in-law, Lucien Genovese, took over as boss. Tate and I were friends and he confided in me quite often. He called me, informing me Rachel has been sneaking out for the past few weeks. Tate wanted me to keep a close eye on her, in case she came into the club. My father was Nikolai Vasiliev and stepped down to let me take over. In doing that, I had to push Rachel away. She used to be my best friend, but now I’m not so sure. To her, we was best friends. To me, she was the only woman I loved.

  “Is that-” My best friend Brandon, whistled and gulped down his drink.

  “Yes,” I hissed. “it fucking is and I told you never to look at her.”

  I smacked him in the back of his head for looking at Rachel. “Shit, what was that for?”

  “You know what it was for. Besides, I think Tahlia would kick your ass for checking out her best friend.”

  “You know you’re never going to catch the wildcat and tame her. Nobody ever has.” He said.

  “I can and I will. Just you wait, nobody can resist a fucking Vasiliev. Who says I haven’t already fucked her?”

  “Wait, what? You’re full of shit.” He widened his eyes, choking on his drink.

  “Am I?” I said, raising an eyebrow

  “There’s no way!” He argued.

  “Well, not yet. Soon, very soon.” I said, glancing in her direction.

  “Good luck with that. You’re going to need a miracle to break her down.” He added.

  “Oh I plan to do just that. I’m going to break down every wall she has and tame the little devil.” I claimed, glancing over to him.

  Rachel stepped into a private booth making me groan in frustration. Not this again. I already knew what she was up to. She was probably drinking and doing god knows what else. I stormed over to the booth and cleared my throat.

  “You need to leave.” I gripped her by the arm and yanked her out of the booth.

  “Who the hell do you think you are...my daddy?” Rachel dug her heel into my shoe, attempting to break free.

  “That can be arranged, little girl.”

  Fuck, she has no idea.

  I could make her call me daddy.

  And so much more.

  “I’m. Not. Leaving.” Rachel hissed.

  Rachel fucking Marie Lucchese.

  Youngest daughter to Giovanni.

  Twin sister of Tate Lucchese.

  She was the biggest pain in my ass sometimes.

  And sometimes, I wanted to bend her over my knee and spank her.

  “Does your parents even know you left the estate, or did you sneak out like always?” My patience was wearing thin with her attitude.

  “That’s none of your damn business.” She scowled making my cock even harder.

  “It is when you’re in my father’s club. Go back home Rachel Marie, or I’ll be forced to call your brother.” I sighed running my hand over my face.

  “Alex darling, you and I know you aren’t going to call him. I’m not going anywhere. So, either join me for a drink or leave. Your choice.” She said drinking from the bottle and shoved it against my chest.

  “Kitten, you’re so feisty…just like a pussy cat. It’s making me want to do very bad things to you.” I trailed my finger down her neck causing her to shiver.

  “In your dreams, Alex darling. Remember, you’re the one that said weren’t ever friends.” She pressed her hand against my chest and patted my cheek pushing me away.

  What the hell just happened?

  She did not just walk away from me!

  Run Rachel, while you can.

  I do love a good chase.

  “Struck out, eh?” My best friend snickered.

  “No I’m just getting started. The chase begins…now.” I grinned sardonically.

  “I’m going home.” He chuckled shaking his head.

  I slumped back down in the chair and poured me a shot. I knocked it back letting the burn soothe the dirty thoughts about how I wanted to shove her against the wall and kiss her. I closed my eyes, but they shot open when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Tate Lucchese, Rachel’s brother, stood there looking a bit agitated. “Where is she?”

  “Who?” I knew who he was referring to, but decided to play dumb.

  “Don’t play games with me. You know who I’m talking about.” He rolled his eyes and sat across from me.

  “Rachel was here, but I haven’t seen her in the last hour.” I replied.

  “Dammit!” He cursed, scanning the area.

  “Listen, calm down and we’ll go find her. She’s still here, just hiding.” I would find her, maybe even capture her.

  We searched the entire area, but no sign of her. There’s no way she left yet. I would have been informed. I told the bartender if she showed back up tonight to let me know when she left. I know she’s still here…she has to be. Maybe she seen her brother come in and hid.

  Think, Alex.

  If I were her, where would I be?

  “I think I know where she is. Maybe she’s in the back where we keep the supply of liquor.” I knew Rachel better than she knew herself.

  “You go find her, I have to take this call.” Tate said, walking away to answer his phone.

  I pushed the door to the back storage and there she was. I snuck in without being detected and pressed her against the wall and covered her mouth. I didn’t need anyone coming back here to interrupt me. “If I move my hand, are you going to scream?”

  She shook her head and spun around with a shocked expression. “Your brother is here.”

  “W-what?” She asked

  “He knows you’re here and is pissed.” I said.

  “Shit, dad’s going to be so pissed.” She stumbled forward and I caught her before she fell.

  “You’re smashed, aren’t you?” I aske
d as she swayed on her legs.

  “I only had a few drinks, I swear.” She sheepishly smiled.

  “How much did you do this time?” I knew she’s been taking something other than alcohol.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Excuse me, I have to go.” She started to storm away, but she stumbled back in my arms closing her eyes. I picked her up and carried her out the door, straight to the office. I knew one thing for sure, Tate was going to be pissed. It wasn’t my fault though, she was already fucked up when she arrived. All damn week.

  “Sleep kitten, I’ll find you again when you’re sober and continue this chase.” I kissed her head and covered her up.

  I stepped away, sparing one more glance before stepping away to find her brother. Tate had evidently been tailing her since she snuck out of the estate. Because, how else would he know to look here. This was the last place I expected to see her. Ever since that night, she’s been different, turning into something else. What was once the perfect daughter, is now an angry and rebellious girl.

  I guess that’s what happens when you go through what she did.

  “She’s in the office passed out. Tate, you need to keep a good eye on her. She’s-she-”

  “You think I don’t fucking know that! That bastard really fucked her up.” He hissed clenching his jaw.

  “Tate,” I paused and ran my finger through my hair. “I’m going to have to tell my father.”

  “No, you can’t. If you see her come in here again, don’t serve her anything but water or soda.”

  “How about this? Just lock her in her room.” I suggested, raising an eyebrow.

  “Yeah, and then she’ll find a way out. She always does.” He trailed off, looking off in the distance.

  “Fine, I won’t tell my father. As long as you try to keep her under control.” I glared.

  “I’ve been trying, but she’s…changing for the worse.” He whispered.

  “That’s what happens when someone-”

  “Don’t you fucking dare finish that!” He grabbed me by the collar causing my security team to draw their weapons.

  I held up my hands telling them to back down. “Calm down and get your hands off me. Go in there and get your sister, go home. Take care of your sister.”

  “You’re right, I’m sorry about that.” He apologized, adjusting his suit.

  “It’s fine. Just get her home safely.”

  “Since when do you care so much about her? You’re the one who abandoned her four years ago.” He scoffed and began to walk away.

  “You know damn well I never wanted that. I had no choice but to push her away.” I said loud enough for him to hear me. Just as the words escaped my mouth, I watched his muscles tighten as he stormed away.

  I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes as I recalled that day. I pushed her away and regret every day. I hated myself for that and now she fucking hated me for it. If I was her, I’d want to kill me.

  “Why have you been ignoring me, Alexander?” She asked with tears in her eyes.

  “Rachel, you and me were never friends. I was just using you to be friends with Tate. I never want to see you, again. So, if you see me around…just walk away. Pretend you never knew me. I know I will.”

  2

  Rachel

  Alexander watched me as I swayed my hips from side to side and ran my hands down my breasts. I could see his hand reach down to his protruding erection and rub it through his pants. The more I danced…the harder he breathed. I bit my lip as I approached him and slid my arms around his neck lowering my mouth next to his ear. “Do you want me, Alexander?”

  “Yes, more than anything.” His hands found my hips pulling me down on his lap.

  “Prove it, show me how bad you want my pussy.” I ran my hands through his hair and yanked his head back.

  “Fuck kitten, how much more proof do you need. My cock is digging in your panties just waiting for you.” I inched forward and pressed my lips against his bringing him in for a kiss.

  I shot up and gasped as woke up from my dream. No way in hell did I just fantasize about Alexander Vasiliev. He’s cocky, arrogant, and number one asshole. A thorn in my side I need to rid myself of. I looked up into the eyes of my brother and gulped.

  He. Was. Pissed.

  “Are you fucking insane, Rachel Marie? You could have been hurt and nobody would’ve known. If it weren’t for Alexander, you might have been raped or worse…killed!” He yelled making me scoot back.

  “What does Alexander have to do with this?” I asked.

  “You’ve got to be kidding me! Just how much did you take this time?” Tate scoffed.

  “I don’t know. Just enough to forget who I am. I just want to be free to be myself for a while. I thought you of all people would understand.” I let out a scoff and rolled my eyes.

  “Understand what? That my sister is out and about trying to be a whore. You’re lucky dad’s out of town with mom or else you wouldn’t see the light of day.”

  “I’m tired of being the perfect daughter. I don’t want to be good anymore. I want to be a bad girl.” I threw the covers off me and reached for my purse.

  “What happened to you, Rachel? What did he do to you?” I closed my eyes trying to fight the tears from coming, but it was no use. The memories of what the man did to me was already coming back to me. The man my father trusted to protect me was the one who hurt me.

  “Stop, I don’t want to talk about that night. Just please, leave me alone and quit walking on eggshells around me.” I whispered as I walked out.

  I stepped in my room and threw my purse on the bed. Just as I laid down, my phone began to ring. I pulled it out and looked at the screen rolling my eyes. Alex freaking Vasiliev is calling me. I pressed decline and rolled over on my side letting darkness take me back to sleep. The next morning, I got ready and walked downstairs to breakfast. Lucien, Caterina, and Tate was already conversing with each other. The second I stepped in the room, they all stopped talking. I knew they were talking about me. I’m not stupid. I stormed past them and Caterina tried to call me back, but I was already out the door. I needed to get away and fast.

  ***

  I pulled a cigarette out and lit it as I stepped into the club. This was the only place I could get away. Forget my demons and who I was. There was only on setback…Alexander. He was always following me wherever I went. Like I said, a thorn in my side. I just don’t know why I had that dream about him. I didn’t want him.

  Or did I?

  No, definitely not.

  “I need a whiskey.” I told the bartender, leaning against the bar.

  “Sorry Miss Lucchese, but I can’t do that.” The bartender shook his head.

  “What do you mean you can’t do that?” I asked angrily.

  “Take it up with the boss, his orders.” Fucking Alexander, I’m going to kill you.

  I stormed over to his table glaring at him. “You fucking asshole!”

  “What a surprise, kitten.” He grinned, leaning back in his seat.

  “You’re so insufferable!” I reached up and slapped him making him chuckle.

  “You really should run back home, before I take you over my knee and spank you for that, little girl.” He stood up rubbing his cheek.

  “I’m not scared of you. You’re just an asshole in a suit.” I shoved my finger in his chest.

  “I know.” He replied and shrugged his shoulders.

  “You don’t deny it?” I gaped at his answer.

  “It’s nothing personal, orders from your brother. Last night you could have been seriously hurt.”

  “Why the hell do you care? We’re not friends, remember?”

  “I am responsible for everyone that walks through that door, especially you.” He stepped around the table and caressed my cheek.

  “Fuck you, Alexander Vasiliev!” I shoved him back and stormed away.

  I ran to the bathroom and slid down to the floor letting the tears fall. Ever since that night, I hat
ed to be touched. The way that man touched me and forced his lips on me made me sick. I wiped my tears and heard someone knocking at the door. “Rachel, open the door.”

  “Go away, Alex. Just leave me alone.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath trying to calm myself. Just as I opened them back up, I looked up to see Alexander staring down to me. He almost look concerned. Keyword being almost. He extended his hand and pulled me up flush to his body. For some reason, I didn’t feel scared or disgusted. I felt protected in his arms as he held me close.

  “I’ve got you, Rachel.” He whispered in my ear softly.