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  The Reed Security Relationship Manual

  Giulia Lagomarsino

  Copyright © 2021 by Giulia Lagomarsino

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  This is for the readers. After such a long series, I know you all still want more. I’m not sure I have it in me to continue with these characters, no matter how much I love them. We’ll see them again in later series, but for now, I can give you this last piece of them. I hope you enjoy this book, along with the manual and the rulebook. There’s also one final part. Some of you have seen it already. It’s the interviews with the characters. Everything about this series has been so wonderful, and I’m glad I got to share it with all of you. Thank you for your continued support. I couldn’t ask for better readers!

  Contents

  Cast of Characters

  I. The Race To Finish The Manual

  1. Rocco

  2. Cap

  3. Lola

  4. Cap

  5. Hunter

  6. Maggie

  7. Chance

  8. Jules

  9. Craig

  10. Storm

  11. Emma

  12. Rocco

  13. Cap

  14. Cazzo

  15. Maggie

  16. Tacos

  17. Molly

  18. Sinner

  19. Cap

  20. Knight

  II. The Manual

  Random Thoughts

  Tips and Tricks To Keep Your Woman Happy

  Stalking 101

  List of No's

  Superheroes

  Losers Never Win

  Body Language

  Hell Hath No Fury

  So She’s Stronger Than You

  Delivery

  Women’s Rights

  Independence Day

  Fertilization

  Dating 101

  Dating For Dummies

  Don’t Be A Crybaby

  KIdnapped 101

  It Was An Accident

  Searching For Balls

  For Crying Out Loud

  The Proposal

  The Wedding

  Murder In The First Degree

  Firearm Protection

  Answering the Unanswerable Questions

  The Art Of Apologizing

  III. The Rulebook For Women Written By The Men Of Reed Security

  Sex Rules For Women

  Bedroom/Bathroom Rules

  General Household Rules

  Handling Women and Weapons

  IV. The Rulebook for Men Written By the Wives Of The Men

  Sex Rules For Men

  Bedroom/Bathroom Rules

  General Household Rules

  Handling Overprotective Men

  V. The Interviews

  Sinner

  Cap

  Cazzo

  Knight

  Irish

  Hunter

  Whiskey

  Lola

  Ice

  Burg

  Gabe

  Jules

  Sniper

  Jackson

  Chance

  Storm

  Alec

  Wolf

  Rocco

  Coop

  Tony

  Florrie

  Parker

  Knight

  Cast of Characters

  Sebastian “Cap” Reed- owner

  Maggie “Freckles” Reed

  Caitlin Reed

  Clara Reed

  Gunner Reed

  Tucker Reed

  Lily Reed

  Carter Reed

  Julia Reed

  Team 1:

  Derek “Irish” Cortell- team leader and part owner

  Claire Cortell

  Janie Cortell

  Hunter “Pappy” Papacosta

  Lucy Papacosta

  Rylee Papacosta

  Colt Papacosta

  Alec Wesley

  Florrie Wesley

  Reid (now with relatives)

  Addie

  Team 2:

  Sam “Cazzo” Galmacci- team leader and part owner

  Vanessa Galmacci

  Sofia Galmacci

  Leo Galmacci

  Max Galmacci

  Mark “Sinner” Sinn

  Cara Sinn

  Violet Sinn

  Asher Sinn

  Mason Sinn

  Mia Sinn

  Blake “Burg” Reasenburg

  Emma Reasenburg

  Ryker Reasenburg

  Beatrix (Bea)

  Team 3:

  John “Ice” Peters- team leader and part owner

  Lindsey Peters

  Zoe Peters

  Cade Peters

  Willow Peters

  Julian “Jules” Siegrist

  Ivy Siegrist

  John Christopher Hudson Siegrist

  Katie Siegrist

  Chris “Jack” McKay

  Alison (Ali) McKay

  Axel McKay

  Elizabeth (Lizzie) McKay

  Team 4:

  Chance “Sniper” Hendrix

  Morgan James (Shyla)

  Payton James

  Caleb

  Jackson Lewis

  Raegan Cartwright

  Annie Lewis

  Parents: Susan and Robert Cartwright

  Gabe Moore

  Isabella (Isa) Moore

  Vittoria

  Lorenzo (Enzo)

  Grayson Moore

  Team 5:

  Florrie Younge

  Reid

  Addie

  Craig “Wolf” Devereux

  Reese Pearson

  Grant Devereux

  Rocco Turner

  Brooke

  Evelyn Rose Turner

  Training:

  Hudson Knight- formerly known as Garrick Knight

  Kate Knight

  Raven Knight

  Griffin Knight

  Cade Knight

  Ty Knight

  Lola “Brave” Pruitt

  Ryan Jackson

  James Jackson (Cassandra Jackson- mother)

  Piper Jackson

  Ryder Jackson

  Paige Jackson

  Team 6:

  Storm Hart

  Jessica Finley

  Daniel “Coop” Cooper

  Becky Harding

  Kayla Cooper (daughter)

  Tony “Tacos” Russo

  Molly Erickson

  Marcello Russo

  IT Department:

  Robert “Rob” Markum

  Part One

  The Race To Finish The Manual

  Chapter One

  Rocco

  “What are you working on?” Brooke asked as she came up behind me and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a kiss on the cheek.

  “Uh…a rulebook of sorts. You know, for after we’re married,” I said distractedly.

  I felt her stiffen behind me, and that’s when I finally fully paid attention. Dragging my eyes away from the paperwork, I turned to look at her, my eyes wide as I tried to figure out how to play this off.

  “For both of us,” I stumbled over my words. “It’s…to know what each other expects. You can make one too,” I said hopefully.

  She snatched the paper out of my hands a
nd walked away, reading it over. “Dinner must be homemade five out of seven nights a week.” She scoffed and glared at me. “Tracker must be worn at all times? What tracker?”

  I stood slowly, holding my hands out to her, trying to tame the wild beast. “Sweets, now, after everything that’s happened, do you really blame me for wanting to have a tracker on you? And not just because of Reed Security. Let’s not forget how you came to live with me.”

  Her jaw dropped, and I knew I had said the wrong thing. “Are you seriously bringing that shit up right now?”

  “Brooke, you did hold me at gunpoint.”

  “You were a willing captive.”

  I held out my finger accusingly. “You didn’t know that.”

  “No, but you came along all the same. And let’s not forget all the bullshit I had to put up with since living here. Electrocution, food being spit all over me, being gassed!”

  “That was tear gas. Not at all the same thing as something like nerve gas,” I stated, hoping to diffuse her anger. “See, now if it were nerve gas, you would have died a very painful death.”

  “I was spied on by nearly everyone in the company!”

  “They’re watching out for us.”

  “By watching us have sex?” she shrieked.

  “I don’t get it. You’ve always been so cool about this stuff.”

  “Yeah, when I haven’t been forced into it!”

  I looked at her, completely confused. She was pretty much forced into all this. I didn’t understand the difference. She scoffed, shaking her head at me.

  “Rocco, when I came to live here, I had no control over anything, but neither did you. You didn’t know about any of the things Knight put into this house, and you didn’t have a choice in me being here. So, as much as I didn’t like it, a part of me understood you writing the rulebook. But now you’re creating another one! You expect me to marry you when you’re demanding when I cook dinner, and you want me to wear a tracker?”

  “It’s just a small one,” I muttered before I could think better of it.

  She narrowed her eyes at me and slowly stalked toward me. “And what about the rule that says I’m responsible for taking out the trash?”

  I swallowed hard as I answered. “Sweets, you’re home all the time. I’m working and…”

  “And?”

  My mouth opened, but nothing came out. There was no right answer here. If I said that she was home and should have to do those jobs, I would get punched in the face. If I said that it was part of the household duties, that would imply that I felt household duties all fell under her job, which would also get me a punch to the face.

  I slowly stepped forward and snatched the paper out of her hands. “You know, I think I’ll just cross that one off the list.”

  “Why don’t you cross them all off the list. I’m not wearing a tracker.”

  She stormed out of the room, and I chased after her. “Sweets, everyone wears them!”

  She slammed the door, and I sighed. “Fuck.” I really thought that this would be good for us. I walked up to the bedroom door and knocked lightly. “Sweets?”

  The door flew open, and I stepped back, sure that I was about to get punched. “What?”

  Swallowing hard, I licked my dry lips and stared at her, trying to make my brain function. This was not my Brooke. My Brooke was rational and always surprising me. I didn’t know what the hell was happening. “I was thinking I would take Evie over to the training facility, maybe give you some time to yourself.”

  “Why don’t you do that,” she snapped.

  I nodded and jerked my thumb down the hall. “I’ll just…I’ll…right.”

  I turned on my heel and headed out before her death glare burned holes through me. With all of Evie’s stuff loaded in my truck, I grabbed her and loaded her into her car seat, even though we were just driving to the other side of the property. When I got to Reed Security, I immediately took her down to the training center where some of the other kids were.

  As I was leaving the training center, I ran into Sinner, who was also dropping off his kids.

  “Hey, are you working today?” I asked.

  He shook his head. “Nah, I just needed a break from the kids before the new one arrives. Man, I can’t wait to meet her.”

  For someone that was surprised with an oops baby, he sure didn’t seem all that upset about it. “I still can’t believe you’re going on number four. Are you gonna go for a team like Cap?”

  “Hell no,” he scoffed. “I’m excited for this new kid, but I’m also terrified. Mason is a lot to handle. That little dude is a terror.”

  We turned and headed back to the main building. Sinner just seemed to be following me because he had nothing better to do. Maybe he was running from Cara like I was running from Brooke.

  “He is not,” I said, even though it was true. That kid was the epitome of every parent’s nightmare. The kid screamed and lashed out when he was angry, unlike anything I had ever seen before. “He’s just going through the terrible twos.”

  “This…” He shook his head with a laugh. “This is not the terrible twos. This is like a teenager on steroids. The other day, he told me he hated me and wanted to kill me in my sleep.”

  I flinched back. “What did you do?”

  “What did I do?” he asked in surprise. “I don’t know. I exist. That seems to be enough for this kid to hate me.”

  “Are you sure he’s yours?”

  “What do you mean? You think Cara would cheat?”

  “No, I’m suggesting that maybe you should check with the hospital and make sure somebody didn’t pull a switcheroo.”

  He thought about it a moment. “You know, I wouldn’t be surprised. The first time I held that kid, he was swinging his little fists at me. It was like he hated me from the start. Maybe I should get a DNA test.”

  “Right? That’s all I’m saying. It doesn’t hurt to check.”

  He stopped me with his hand to my chest, his brows furrowed as he stared out in front of us. “But what if…” He slowly turned to me and swallowed hard. “What if the kid really is mine?”

  I laughed and slapped him on the shoulder. “Then I would suggest you have Knight install a few safety features in your house. For your kids’ protection,” I added, even though I meant for him.

  “Yeah, for the kids,” he nodded along.

  “Hey, it doesn’t hurt to check. Chances are, he really is your kid. You just need to figure out what gets him going. Maybe keep him away from the training center for now.”

  “Or…maybe I need to send him to train with Knight. He can kick the little shit’s ass, and he’ll be so worn out when he comes home that he can’t attack me.”

  “Does he actually do that?”

  “Did you see that black eye I had last week? Or the bruise on my arm last month?”

  “Yeah.”

  “The black eye was from a truck of his.”

  “And the bruise?”

  “He took my hammer and just started swinging. I swear to God, that kid had murder in his eyes.”

  “Well, they say you can tell kids are psycho from an early age.”

  “Yeah, but how?”

  “Well, does he kill animals?”

  “No.”

  “Then you’re probably fine. But I would still keep him away from any weapons for the time being.”

  We headed upstairs in the elevator and entered the conference room where Cap sat.

  “I thought you were taking the day off?” he asked, looking up from papers he had spread out on the table.

  I cleared my throat and shifted uncomfortably. “I had a little…run-in with Brooke.”

  “What did you do this time?”

  “I don’t fucking know. I mean, it could have been that I was writing up a rulebook for when we get married.”

  Cap threw his head back and laughed. “You think that could be it?”

  “Well, I assumed that was it, but you know Brooke, she’s the most chill wo
man of anyone you’ve ever met. I just don’t understand why this set her off.”

  Cap nodded slightly, his brows furrowing. “How upset would you say she got?”

  “I don’t know,” I shrugged. “Definitely more than usual.”

  “And she was snapping at you?”

  “Unnecessarily. Seriously, these rules are for both of us to benefit from. I mean, mostly me, but yeah, they’re for both of us.”

  “Has she been craving a lot of chocolate?”

  I thought back to the last few days, seeing the wrappers around the house and in the garbage. “You know, now that you mention it, there have been a lot of wrappers.”

  “Are her breasts tender?” Sinner asked.

  “Maybe a little more…”

  “Well, I would say we’ve solved your problem. She’s either on her period or she’s pregnant,” Cap grinned.