Read the book: «Toys for bad boys»

© Rina Valor, 2026

ISBN 978-5-0069-8672-5

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

Chapter 1

A bell clattered behind me, followed by the cautious click of a door closing. My insides were instantly scorched by a sense of danger, though there was no apparent reason for it. I shot a quick glance at Liza, who was staring wide-eyed over my shoulder. After holding my ground for a mere couple of seconds, I spun around sharply and nearly collided nose-first with a broad chest.

«Hey there, gorgeous.»

My gaze traveled upward until it met the face of a man with a buzz cut and shaved temples. Intricate black tattoos crawled up his neck. I was certain there were plenty more hidden beneath his clothes. He was simultaneously handsome and terrifying.

I’d always tried to steer clear of men like him. They radiated a certain aggression. One moment he’s smiling at you, and the next, his hand could be wrapped around your throat. Frowning, I attempted to step back, but he deftly snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me against him.

«Hey!» I cried out indignantly, pressing my palms against his powerful chest.

Naturally, there was no chance of moving that mountain of muscle. Meanwhile, the brute’s hands slid down and gave my backside a thoroughly appreciative squeeze. Then his grip loosened slightly, only to be followed by a sharp smack. I gasped – from indignation and from some other strange sensation that shot through my belly.

«Thunder, leave her. Not now,» a low voice called from the side, making my blood run cold.

«Who are you people? What do you want?» Liza’s voice trembled with fear.

She was shifting her tense gaze from one man to another. The giant gave my cheeks one final squeeze, leaned down to my ear, and whispered:

«God, if I had just one spare minute, I’d bury myself deep in your luscious ass.»

With one last swat, he walked over to the counter. I jumped back as if burned, turning toward Liza. Standing at the counter now was the owner of that low voice – the one who’d called off his friend. The man was dressed in black trousers and a black turtleneck, looking like he’d stepped straight out of a Tarantino film. In short, he made a chilling impression. The guy was scowling at Liza.

«Is there another way out?»

«Y-yes,» my friend stammered. «But I need to find the key.»

«Find it,» the brooding stranger commanded, and Liza immediately rushed into the back room.

«Raven, should we grab something?» came the voice of a third visitor.

He was clearly the youngest of the group. Dark hair curled amusingly at the back of his head, and a leather jacket covered in cryptic designs hugged his back. The guy reached for a rubber dildo and started slapping it against his open palm. The brooding one turned, glanced at the youngster, and shook his head – and I thought the nickname Raven suited him perfectly.

«Sorcerer, put that back and get over here.»

«Bore,» the guy chuckled, but he joined the others at the counter.

Now all three were curiously surveying their surroundings. It seemed they’d only just realized what kind of shop they’d stumbled into. Yet somehow, I was the one who felt flustered. Realizing I was in a sex shop with three strange men, I tried to inconspicuously edge toward the other side of the counter. I adjusted my glasses while simultaneously trying to cover my burning cheeks with my hands.

Of course, the best option would have been to simply run, but I couldn’t abandon Liza with them. These three were clearly some kind of criminals, hiding from someone. The one called Sorcerer had a massive bag slung over his shoulder. Judging by how he kept adjusting it, it was quite heavy. What were they carrying? I didn’t know, and I didn’t want to know.

«Hey, lady! Where are you?» the leader barked, and my disheveled friend immediately came rushing out of the back room. With a trembling hand, she offered the key to the man.

«Here you go.»

He didn’t bother extending his hand – just kept frowning at her.

«Open it yourself.»

Clear enough. He didn’t want to leave fingerprints. So I’d been right about the criminal part. Liza quickly glanced at me – apparently thinking the same thing. She gestured for the men to follow her. All three disappeared behind the curtain, but just as I was drawing a breath of relief, the fabric rustled, and the giant’s face reappeared.

«See you around, gorgeous,» he winked, just as a growl came from the back room.

«Thunder!»

«Yeah, coming!»

I strained to catch every sound, and when I finally heard the click of a lock, I nearly collapsed with relief.

«What was that?!»

Liza came bursting into the main room, beside herself with excitement.

«No idea, Liza. I think we just witnessed something criminal,» I shook my head.

«I don’t know about you, but I’m keeping my mouth shut.»

Liza mimed zipping her lips and threw away an imaginary key. I had no intention of telling anyone about those three either – each of them had the word «DANGER» practically carved into their foreheads. My friend stepped closer and smiled mysteriously.

«Besides, all three of them were total eye candy.»

«Liza!» I cried indignantly, but I felt the flush returning to my cheeks.

She squinted slyly.

«Oh, come on. Don’t tell me nothing inside you fluttered when that muscular hunk grabbed your second ninety.»

«Not in the slightest!» I lied brazenly.

«Sure, sure,» Liza giggled, and I found myself once again marveling at her ability to see a potential sexual partner in every man. Sometimes I think she only opened this sex shop for that very purpose.

«So, what can I help you with?» I hurried to return to our conversation – the one the bandits had interrupted.

«Veraaa,» Liza pursed her lips and folded her hands beneath her chin. «Could you deliver an order for me? Some guys are having a themed party, they bought tons of stuff – worth thousands.»

«Oh no, I know those themed parties. A bunch of horny teenagers, and my own students might be among them!» I protested immediately, but Liza put on an even more pitiful expression.

«Please, Vera. I can’t leave the shop. Or you could watch the register,» she perked up. «I’ll be back in two hours!»

I shook my head and kept shaking it for the next five minutes, but my friend knew how to persuade. An hour later, I walked out of the house with a gym bag slung over my shoulder.

Chapter 2

At home, I freshened up – took a shower and curled my hair. I even put on a dress, with pretty lingerie underneath. A few drops of perfume, light makeup. The weather outside was glorious, and I planned to take a walk after delivering Liza’s order.

The house where the party was being held turned out to be genuinely close. It took me no more than twenty minutes to get there. I hurried up the stairs, glanced at the text from Liza, and pressed the apartment number on the intercom. Through the speaker came shrieks and loud music.

«Hello, I have a delivery from… ahem-ahem,» I cleared my throat awkwardly, «from «Thorns and Roses’ shop.»

«Come on up,» some girl shouted, «the door’s open!»

I entered the building, called the elevator, and pursed my lips in frustration – I should have asked which floor. I roughly estimated the number of apartments per floor and pressed the button for «7.»

The elevator doors slid open. The corridor was dark, and I adjusted my glasses, trying to make out the nearest apartment number. This seemed to be it. Suspiciously quiet, I managed to think before my hand reached down and pressed the handle. The door gave way easily, and I stepped inside.

«Hello?»

Adjusting the strap on my shoulder, I walked deeper into the corridor and peered into the room. From the couch, two pairs of familiar eyes stared back at me. This couldn’t be happening! On the floor lay a familiar bag, this time open. Stacks of money jutted out, with several guns resting on top. My heart stopped for a moment, but a second later, I was already backing toward the exit.

«Not so fast, lady.» A strong arm wrapped around my throat from behind, and I recognized Raven’s voice.

The man who, along with his friends, had burst into my friend’s shop. He hadn’t been on the couch with Sorcerer and Thunder. I’d spotted those two first.

He locked the door, then yanked the bag from my shoulder, tossed it on the floor, and kicked it toward the couch.

«Thunder, check what’s in there.»

The man tightened his grip on my throat – not enough to cause pain, but enough to convey the seriousness of his intentions. Not that I needed convincing; I planned to stay very quiet regardless.

«How did you get in here?»

«A-accidentally,» I stammered, fear making my words stumble.

Raven scoffed.

«Accidentally? You think I didn’t recognize you and I’d believe in such a coincidence?»

Truth be told, I’d genuinely hoped they wouldn’t recognize me. Surely they encountered plenty of girls in their line of work?

«But it’s true.»

Whistles and jeers erupted from the couch.

«Raven, look at this!»

The man released my throat and shoved me forward, forcing me into the room. All I wanted was to sink through the floor from embarrassment. Thunder and Sorcerer were eagerly rummaging through the bag, continuing to whistle. Raven approached, glanced into the bag, and looked at me in disbelief.

«What the hell?»

«I… Liza… The girl from the shop, she’s my friend. She owns that shop. She asked me to bring the bag to a themed party. I really did end up here by accident,» I babbled incoherently and lowered my head. «I must have mixed up the floors.»

I stood with my eyes closed, thinking only about the fact that I was alone in an apartment with three criminals and a bag full of sex toys. I’d seen what Liza packed in there, so I understood Thunder and Sorcerer’s reaction.

Strong fingers gripped my chin, forcing me to raise my head. I opened my eyes wide, staring into Raven’s handsome face. Up close, he made an even stronger impression: flawless olive skin, brown eyes, a neat goatee.