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  Fallen Angel

  London Ruthless: Book 2

  Sadie Kincaid

  First published in 2021 by Red House Press.

  Copyright © 2021 by Sadie Kincaid.

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  Editing/ formatting: Red House Press

  All characters and events in this publication, other than those clearly in the public domain are fictitious and any resemblance to any real person, living or dead is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

  Praise for Sadie Kincaid

  'Gabriel Sullivan rocked my world'

  'Omg this book is hot!!!’

  'OMG, I've never read a book in a day I couldn't put it down what a fantastic love story.'

  'The intense sexual chemistry is amazing between this couple that I read into the early hours'

  'A perfect mix of action-filled, suspenseful storyline, with red hot scenes as well as lots of unexpected turns.'

  'Dark Angel is a dark romance and has everything, hot steamy sex & passion, brilliant storyline & gritty.'

  'Gabe and Sam are everything. So so hot'

  'Devoured this Dark and steamy read in one sitting.'

  'I LOVE Sam and Gabe! This story has it all, suspense, angst and most of all plenty of heat!!'

  Also by Sadie Kincaid

  Have you read Book 1 in the London Ruthless Series?

  Dark Angel is available here

  If you enjoy dark romance and hot alpha males, Book 1 in the L.A Ruthless series, Fierce King is available for preorder Here

  For my boys

  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

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47

  Chapter 48

  Chapter 49

  Chapter 50

  Chapter 51

  Chapter 52

  Chapter 53

  Chapter 54

  Chapter 55

  Chapter 56

  Chapter 57

  Chapter 58

  Chapter 59

  Chapter 60

  Epilogue

  Lauren

  About the Author

  Acknowledgments

  Chapter 1

  Samantha

  I watched as Gabriel hung my favourite piece of art on his sitting room wall – although I supposed it was now my wall too. I’d agreed to move in with him and let my flat go. I’d only been renting the place while I looked for somewhere more permanent. I spent every night with Gabriel anyway, and now that I was fourteen weeks pregnant with his baby, it seemed like the most logical next step.

  ‘Is this okay?’ he asked as he took a step back and admired his handiwork.

  ‘Perfect,’ I replied with a smile.

  ‘Good,’ he said as walked over and flopped onto the sofa beside me. ‘Is there anything else I can do for you m’lady?’

  ‘Yes. You can nip to the supermarket and get me some peanut M&M’s. The baby needs some.’

  ‘Ah, I am well aware of our child’s current addiction to M&M’s and there are three bags in the cupboard.’

  ‘Oh, when did you go to the shops?’ I asked.

  ‘I nipped to the corner shop this afternoon when you were on the phone to Sadie for an hour.’

  ‘They had none in stock when I asked this morning?’

  ‘What can I say? Susie has a thing for me. She always has whatever I ask for in stock,’ he said with a grin.

  I rolled my eyes. Susie owned the newsagents at the end of the road. She was in her sixties, wore leather miniskirts and had a beehive, and she always gave Gabriel the eye when he went into her shop. ‘I think I’d better keep my eye on you and Susie,’ I said as I nudged him in the ribs.

  He started to laugh and put an arm around me. ‘I only have eyes for you though, you know that.’

  ‘Hmm,’ I replied.

  ‘Hmm? What does that mean? You think after what I did to you this morning I could even look at another woman ever again?’ he said with a twinkle in his eye.

  ‘What did you do? I can’t even recall?’ I teased him.

  ‘You don’t remember? Really? Even though you almost woke the whole street up with your screaming?’

  I kissed his beautiful lips. ‘Oh yes, I remember now.’

  ‘Just in case though, I’ll take that lasagne out of the oven and then I’ll remind you again, shall I?’

  ‘Oh yes, I’d like that,’ I said with a smile.

  We were interrupted by a knock at the door and we looked at each other

  ‘It’s probably my dad,’ I said. ‘No-one else would call round at six o’clock on a Sunday. You sort the dinner and I’ll get the door.’

  ‘If it is your father, tell him to stop being a cock-blocker and clear off,’ he said with a grin.

  ‘A cock-blocker? Really? You want me to say that to my father – who likes to think that this little one was conceived via immaculate conception?’ I said as I rubbed my tiny bump.

  He nodded and then disappeared down the hallway.

  I walked to the door and thought, not for the first time that day, how happy and blessed I felt to have Gabriel and our unborn child.

  I opened the door and almost passed out with shock to see a woman standing there with tears streaming down her face.

  ‘Is Gabriel home?’ she asked between sobs.

  I had never met her, but I recognised the face of Gabriel’s ex-wife from a photograph. ‘Jennifer?’

  I walked down the hallway towards the kitchen, with Gabriel’s ex-wife, Jennifer following close behind me. The smell of the lasagne he was cooking for dinner filled the house, making my stomach growl. However, at that moment, I didn’t feel like I could have eaten a bite. Jennifer’s unexpected visit had me on edge. What on earth could she want?

  I turned to her as we reached the doorway. ‘He’s in here,’ I said, glancing down at Jennifer’s stomach. She was clearly very pregnant. Her bump was considerably bigger than mine, but I knew that didn’t mean much in terms of how far along she was, and it was hard to tell just how pregnant she was. I smiled at her but all that was going through my mind was why the hell was she here?

  We walked into the kitchen and
Gabriel turned when he heard us. He smiled at me, but then his gaze drifted to the woman standing behind me and his smile turned to a frown.

  ‘Jennifer? What the hell are you doing here?’ he asked.

  I stepped aside and his eyes locked on her pregnant stomach. The look of horror on his face made my heart lurch into my throat. But, I knew that what I was thinking was impossible. He would never do that to me.

  ‘I need to talk to you,’ Jennifer said as she wiped the tears from her cheeks. Then she shot a look at me. ‘Alone?’

  Gabriel walked towards me and put an arm around my waist. ‘Whatever you have to say to me, you can say in front of Sam,’ he snapped.

  She shrugged her shoulders. ‘If that’s what you want?’

  ‘It is,’ he replied.

  ‘My sister kicked me out. I have nowhere to go,’ she sniffed.

  ‘And why is that my problem?’ Gabriel growled.

  She rubbed a hand over her swollen belly. ‘Because I’m having your baby,’ she said as she blinked at him.

  I felt like my knees had been hit from behind with a sledgehammer as they buckled beneath me. It was as though all of the air had been sucked from the room. Gabriel pulled me tighter and I looked up at him, waiting for him to tell his lying ex-wife that she was crazy and that she needed to get out of our house.

  ‘That’s not possible,’ he scowled at her and I felt the relief wash over me.

  So, it wasn’t true?

  But then he carried on speaking. ‘I wore a condom.’

  I wondered if I had misheard him. Suddenly the room started to spin as my heart started to pound in my ears. I turned to him, my legs and my voice shaking. ‘What?’ I asked.

  He looked at me, his brows knitted in a frown. ‘Sam, let me explain.’

  I stepped away from him. ‘Explain what?’ I snapped at him. ‘How you knocked us both up within a few weeks of each other?’

  He shook his head. ‘It’s not mine. It can’t be.’

  ‘It is yours,’ Jennifer interjected. ‘There’s been no-one else.’

  Gabriel glared at her. ‘Can you give us a minute?’ he snapped.

  She started to turn to walk out of the kitchen.

  ‘There’s really no need to leave, Jennifer. I will,’ I said as I brushed past her and marched up the stairs. I heard Gabriel bark something to her but I couldn’t hear what he said, and then he was running up the stairs behind me. I was in our bedroom by the time he reached me. I opened the wardrobe and pulled a large empty holdall from the bottom.

  ‘Sam!’ he shouted. ‘Will you please let me explain?’

  I turned and glared at him. ‘Explain what? How you screwed your ex-wife?’

  He reached for my arm but I shrugged him off. ‘It was after we broke up,’ he started. ‘I thought you and me were over. I was drunk. I wasn’t thinking straight. It meant nothing to me.’

  ‘Tell that to her and your baby,’ I shouted.

  ‘There’s no way it’s mine. I wore a condom.’

  ‘Oh, well then. Because accidents never happen, do they?’ I looked down at my own bump.

  ‘That was completely different. We never used protection for a start.’

  I shook my head. I couldn’t deal with this right now. I had to get out of there before I said something to him that I could never take back. My heart felt like it was breaking and I didn’t know what the hell to do about it. I started pulling some clothes from the wardrobe and stuffing them into the bag.

  ‘Sam. Don’t do this. Don’t run away from me,’ he pleaded.

  ‘I’m not running, Gabe. I’m walking. I’m walking out on you because I don’t trust you any more. You lied to me –’

  ‘I didn’t lie,’ he interrupted me.

  ‘But you never told me the truth.’

  ‘And how would that have gone, Sam? Tell me how or when would have been a good time to tell you that? We’d split up. Even after your dad’s engagement party when you let me bring you home and fuck you senseless, you walked out on me again the next day. You tore my fucking heart out. And then you only came back to me because you were having my baby.’

  I glared at him. ‘Is that what you think? That I’m only with you because of the baby?’

  He shook his head. ‘I didn’t mean it like that. But the baby is the reason you came back. Before you found out you were pregnant, you told me you didn’t love me and you didn’t want to be with me. I was fucking lost, Sam. I didn’t know what to do with myself. Then I got drunk one night, and she was there. I would never …’ he trailed off.

  ‘Well, I hope it was worth it,’ I sniffed.

  If what he said was true, why had he jeopardised everything we had for a meaningless encounter?

  ‘Just stay tonight. Let’s talk about this when you’ve calmed down,’ he insisted.

  ‘I don’t need to calm down, Gabe. I need to get away from you and from her.’

  ‘Where will you go?’

  ‘To my dad’s. I’ll ask him to come and pick me up.’

  He glared at me, as though he was considering whether to let me leave. ‘Okay. But tomorrow, we’ll talk?’

  I glared back at him. ‘I don’t know.’

  ‘Sam. You can’t just shut me out.’

  ‘Watch me,’ I said as I brushed past him to the en-suite and started throwing my toiletries into the bag too. ‘Hadn’t you better go downstairs and see to your wife and child?’ I snapped at him.

  I saw the impact of my words on his face – full of guilt and pain. But I didn’t care. He had broken my heart.

  He didn’t answer me. He just nodded before turning and walking out of the room.

  As soon as he was gone, I pulled my phone from my pocket and texted my dad, asking him to come and pick me up as soon as possible. Then I sank to the bathroom floor and started to cry.

  Just twenty minutes earlier, I had been the happiest woman in the world. I’d believed my relationship with Gabriel was perfect. But, right now, I could see no way back from this for us.

  How could I ever sit back and watch him running off to play happy families with his ex-wife?

  Chapter 2

  Gabriel

  I stared at my ex-wife as she sat at my kitchen table sipping a cup of peppermint tea, and wondered if I was dreaming.

  Surely, I must be?

  But, if I was, it was a fucking nightmare. Samantha had left twenty minutes ago. Her father had picked her up but he hadn’t come into the house. Sebastian Donovan was my best mate and my business partner, and now he was stuck in the middle of this thing with me and his daughter. I’d promised him I’d never do that to him. I’d promised him I’d never hurt her.

  As soon as his car had pulled up outside, Samantha had practically ran out of the house without a backwards glance. I’d thought about stopping her going and forcing her to talk to me, but I realised that I couldn’t.

  I felt fucking helpless. Samantha had every right to be pissed off with me. She had every right to hate me – I hated myself. And now, instead of eating dinner with the woman I loved more than anything else in the world, I was waiting for my ex-wife to explain how the hell she could be pregnant with my child.

  ‘I’m sorry Samantha left. I didn’t mean to come between you,’ Jennifer said as she stared up at me with her huge blue eyes.

  She wasn’t sorry. Not even a little bit. But I didn’t tell her I knew that. ‘I don’t understand how this baby could be mine. We used a condom?’

  ‘Well, they’re not infallible. And you were pretty wasted. Maybe you didn’t put it on right?’ she offered.

  ‘I’ve been using condoms for twenty-five years. I think I know how to put one on,’ I barked at her.

  ‘Well, maybe it had a tear in and you didn’t notice?’ she shrugged. ‘All I know is this baby is due in twenty-four weeks, and that means it was conceived when we had sex. I haven’t been with anyone else except you.’

  I shook my head. I still couldn’t believe it. This woman was a manipulative liar. She h
ad proven that while we were married.

  ‘Gabriel. I’m sorry to drop this on you like this, but this baby is yours.’

  ‘So, why are you only just telling me now? Why didn’t you tell me when you found out?’

  ‘I didn’t want to land this on you. I knew you were with someone else. I thought I could do it on my own. And maybe with Emily’s help, I could have. But now I realise that I can’t. It’s too hard,’ she sniffed.

  I frowned at her. That didn’t fit with the woman I knew. Doing this on her own? Jennifer Sloane didn’t do anything the hard way. She had spent her life as a pampered princess. Sixteen years younger than her sister, Emily, she had been a surprise to their parents and had been spoiled by them and her older sister from the moment she was born.

  But perhaps she had changed? Was my anger clouding my judgement?

  ‘Why did your sister throw you out?’ I asked. Emily had always doted on her and after their parents had died, she’d been like a second mother to her.

  ‘We had a huge fight. She doesn’t approve of me keeping the baby. Or the fact that it’s yours.’