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Out of the Ordinary- A TRR A/U

Chapter 1

This is a series featuring several love interests. If you like dark and smutty stories about Liam, Drake, Riley and Hana, this this story is for you.

I tagged some people I thought would be interested. If you would like to be added or removed let me know.

Trigger Warnings- I write dark and violent romances with strong language and intense bedroom scenes. If these things are alarming to you, Do Not Continue to Read. Thank you.

Riley’s POV

“Have a good night, Ri,” Daniel says as I lock the front door of Jameson's Bar & Grill. “Goodnight; see you tomorrow,” I answer back, but Daniel doesn’t move.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you home? I’m sorry, but a young woman like yourself shouldn’t be walking alone. Not in a neighborhood where it’s too dangerous to stop for even a red light.”

I can't help but smile at how protective he is. “Normally, I wouldn’t argue with you, but Hana’s already at home waiting on me. I already texted her I’d be home in twenty minutes.”

“Alright, well, be safe,” he says, waving goodbye.

I start walking home with my torn-up tennis shoes that are killing my feet. Then again, after working for ten hours, I suppose your feet would hurt regardless of the shoes on your feet. I cover up my purse by pulling my coat shut and tying it.

I turn the corner only a few yards from my apartment when two thugs jump out in front of me. Most girls would probably be scared shitless, but not me. This is the life I live, defending myself every waking moment of the day. I try to avoid them by continuing to walk, but it doesn't seem to work.

“Well, looky what we have here, Troy,” one guy says, wearing a gray hoodie. He has a knife in his hand, but thanks to my best friend Hana teaching me a few karate moves, this asshole is in for a real treat.

The other man grabs me from behind, but I quickly elbow him in the stomach, and he backs off, but only for a second. “You’re going to be sorry for doing that bitch,” he growls before grabbing my hair and pulling my head back. I dig my nails into his hand, but it doesn't do any good.

“Help me! Somebody help me!” I shout.

Troy grabs my throat and pushes me up against a brick wall, and I smack the back of my head in the process. I try and use my leg to hit him in the groin, but I can hardly breathe from his tight grip.

Troy pushes up against me, and I feel manhood bulging against his pants. I close my eyes, wincing at the feeling. “I'll bet that pussy of yours is soaked," Troy taunts as my vision blurs. "What do you think, Drew?"

“I say we find out,” Drew answers, practically foaming at the mouth.

Troy holds tightly to my throat and uses his other hand to open my coat. He tries to put his hand down my pants, but that's when I hear, “How about you don’t."

Troy instantly lets go of my throat, and I fall straight to the ground gasping for air. I look up and see the thugs getting their asses kicked by two of the most gorgeous men I have ever seen. The first man is tall with dark hair and dark eyes. The second is a tall blonde man with baby blue eyes that are making it hard not to stare.

The brown-haired guy delivers a kick to the face for Troy, while the blond one; delivers a powerful punch to Drew. Both men fall to the ground, knocked out, and finally, I feel relieved.

“Are you alright, miss?” The blonde guy asks before I nod my head, unable to answer. I can tell he's not from around here because of his deep and sexy accent.

“You shouldn’t be out here walking these dangerous streets alone,” the brown-haired guy says.

“I… I just live right there,” I answer, pointing to my apartment. Thank you both so much.” I try to stand to my feet, but I wobble and nearly fall back down.

“Here, let us help you to your apartment. At least that way we’ll know you’re safe,” the blonde man says.

I want to say no, but I can’t. Something about these two men gives me butterflies in my stomach, and honestly, I don’t want them to leave. “Okay,” I reply before biting my lip. “Can I at least know your names?”

Both men smile before the brown-haired guy says, “I’m Drake, and this is Liam.”

Liam and Drake help me to my apartment, and although they don't say anything, I can tell they think my home is a dump. Chances are these men are wealthy or at least in better shape than I am.

Liam is wearing a blue polo with khakis, and his Rolex watch says enough. On the other hand, Drake is wearing dark blue jeans, a button-up shirt, and a sports coat.

"You live here?" Liam asks, and a part of me wishes I could say no. "Yeah, with my roommate Hana," I answer as embarrassment suddenly washes over me. Liam and Drake help me up the steps, and I knock on the door. I have a key in my purse, but my head is spinning, so it was easier to knock. When Hana answers the door, her mouth drops at the sight of me with two unfamiliar men.

"Riley, what happened to your neck?" She asks before narrowing her eyes at both men. "Who are you guys?"

"This is Liam and Drake; they're good guys, I promise. They helped fight off the two thugs that attacked me."

Hana steps aside and welcomes both men into the apartment. I take a seat on the couch, unable to take my eyes off the two breathtaking men who saved me, and the funny thing is, neither can Hana.

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