Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
After all, she’s my one and only true weakness. It’s only natural I keep her close.
Chapter 16
KARA
“You still haven’t told me anything about Maya and Sarah,” I say on an annoyed huff as Rush continues to clean his guns, while I remain tied to the bed.
Dick.
His back is to me as he starts on the next one.
“You haven’t done anything to earn that sort of reward, and that’s valuable information,” he drawls.
I glare at the back of his head.
“What’s your game? Why are you doing this to me? To me, Rush,” I go on.
He cuts a cold gaze over his shoulder at me. “Information isn’t cheap, Kara. I make a small fortune off information, because I’m the best at collecting it—at least, in this club. I had to earn cash somehow. Instead of money, I have a different payment plan for you. If you want information, I have a dick that needs sucked. I’ll hold my breath while you decide on your next move.”
He looks back at his gun like he isn’t a total asshole creep these days. I have no idea why it turns me on, or why I consider shocking him by taking him up on his offer.
Or maybe he expects me to take him up on his offer, and then his head games will start getting extreme.
“What happened to you these past several years to make you such a bitter twat?” I ask instead.
He snorts derisively. “What happened to you to make you such a clueless bimbo?” he volleys.
If my hands weren’t bound, I’d punch him for that. And then I’d punch him again.
“The next time you want to try and get between my legs, you’ll have a mangled mash of balls. Just sayin’,” I say so sweetly.
He casually looks over his shoulder again to rake his eyes over my very naked body that’s on display for him. Apparently, this is part of my punishment for coming out of the room without permission.
“I rebel every time someone tries to control me,” I remind him very seriously.
“Except for me,” he points out with a calculated look.
“Says the guy who is punishing me after I’ve already rebelled,” I bite out, eyes narrowing.
He casually drops the gun to the bed before shifting to the prone position beside me, getting so close our bodies are just a hair’s breadth away from touching.
It’s enough for me to feel the heat of his shirtless torso.
My breaths stagger, and his eyes dip down to my chest. Any time my body reacts to him in any way, he considers it a win, because a dark grin emerges to announce his inner triumph. Needless to say, when my nipples harden, the prick considers that a win too.
His gaze flicks back up to mine, and he cocks his head to the side. “Kara, you can talk all you want, and you can pretend all you want. We both know you very well. The difference is, you don’t know me at all anymore. Otherwise, you’d want me to have control over you. I’ll be the only fucking one to keep you alive during the ever-expanding shit show.”
He abruptly rolls away, and I frown at the back of his head as he sits down on the edge of the bed again.
“Who are those girls?” I ask again.
“Girls you need to be nice to, but don’t make friends with them,” is all he says, which is a more elaborate version of the only answer I ever get.
“Are there more of them?” I try, wondering if there’s another club we’re thieving psychotic women from…
“Two more girls, from what I’ve heard. And two or three guys, according to the tidbits I’ve picked up on,” he answers with that same vagueness. “With any luck, we’ll never meet them. However, Sarah’s father is a pressing issue. It’s possible we will be meeting him in the near future. I’d like to have you out of here before then, so we need to hurry up and deal with Herrin.”
I blink, confused about…most of that.
“I need more information than—”
A loud boom outside rocks the building, and Rush darts off the bed, cocking a gun as he goes.
“Did it hold?” he shouts over the railing, leaving the door wide open as my naked body stays on display.
Fortunately, no one is at an angle to see me, or else I’d be able to see them.
“Barely a scratch,” Drex calls up.
“You’re welcome,” Maya says in a singsong voice.
“Stop using the fucking bombs when Maya is in here! You know that could easily fuck with her head,” Axle snaps.
Well then. That all makes perfect sense. Yep.
Unbelievable.
Rush walks back in like he’s satisfied with the unresolved issue of why people are using bombs so close to the building…in the middle of fucking town.
“The last I checked, the club isn’t supposed to draw attention to itself,” I point out. “How reckless is my stupid brother these days?”