Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 329(@200wpm)___ 263(@250wpm)___ 220(@300wpm)
“If I am anything, it is because he made me that way,” King counters. “I’ll take great pleasure in causing him every single pain that I can.”
Eyeball and the other guy laugh. It’s a cold, maniacal laugh that makes me think they are about three steps over the edge of sanity. That doesn’t bode well for me or Gabby. “Would you like to know my plan for making Dragon suffer, Nicole?”
“Sending him pictures of your ugly face?” I ask before I think better of it.
I know better than to antagonize the asshole, but I couldn’t stop myself. I barely have time to step back before Eyeball is standing in front of me. He punches me hard in the eye. I fall back from the force of the hit. The pain is radiating through me. I cry out as my ass hits the unforgiving tile and concrete floor. Eyeball just stands over me and laughs, the sound even worse than before. The bastard really thinks he can defeat my husband.
“You get today and maybe tomorrow off, depending on what happens when Dragon gets my message. After that, you and your pretty little daughter-in-law over there are going to come to a Feral Kings’ party.”
“Sorry, can’t do it. I don’t have a thing to wear to a party,” I snap, holding my hand over my eye, my head throbbing. “And she’s not my daughter-in-law. You already fucked up. She’s a—”
“I know who she is,” King interrupts me.
“She’s not Dragon’s son’s old lady?” Eyeball asks, clearly upset.
I turn to look over at Gabby, and she’s on the floor, crouched in the corner, looking terrified. What the fuck have I missed? True, she’s never been the bravest person ever was, but she had a mouth that never stopped. That’s definitely not the case now.
“No, but she’s best friends with Dragon’s daughter. She will still have her uses.”
“Shit,” Eyeball growls, clearly not happy.
“Trust me. Dragon loves her like a daughter. She’ll come in handy.”
Eyeball studies King and nods. “In that case. The both of you will still attend our party and don’t worry—you won’t be wearing clothes. You’re going to be servicing all our guys at the party. Don’t worry your pretty little face, though, Nicole. I usually like them younger, but you’ve held up pretty good. I’ll treat you really good first, before handing you off to the others. I’m even going to have King here film it all to send back to his old man as a present. We want to him to see how a real man can make you scream for more,” he laughs. They walk out after that, and I allow myself to fall back on the mattress and cry silently.
Oddly enough, Gabby comes over and curls into me and we cry together. I send up a silent prayer that my man is already here somewhere. I know if he can find me, he will save me. There’s not a doubt in my mind.
I’m just afraid he won’t find out where I am in time …
“Do you think Dragon will find us in time?” Gabby asks, in between her sobs.
“He will. Don’t worry, Gabby,” I tell her. I pray she can’t hear the quiver of fear in my voice. The truth is, I’m not sure he will at all.
Chapter 5
King
“Feel better now, King?” Eyeball jokes as we walk out of the abandoned bingo parlor.
I’m not sure how long this place has been out of business, but the building itself has seen better days. It looks as if the roof could crash in at any time. My gut is churning. We need to get Nicole and Gabby out of here, and soon. T will never forgive me if I let something happen to his mother.
“I’d rather you had Dragon in there. I’m not one to use women to even a score,” I tell him, and at least I’m being honest with the motherfucker for once.
“And this is why you are a solider and not a leader, King,” he laughs, so full of himself that it’s probably leaking out of his dick. The bastard really thinks he’s going to be breathing fresh air when all of this is said and done. How one asshole could be such an idiot is beyond me. “We use Dragon’s weaknesses to get him exactly where we want him. He’ll walk in here and turn himself over to save his woman. I have no doubt about that.”
“I know this motherfucker pretty good, Eyeball. He’ll have gunpower behind him. If you piss him off too soon, he’ll stop reacting quickly, and instead call in every marker he has.”
“I, too, have thought of that,” he says. I nearly roll my eyes at the way he tries to sound like he’s royalty or something, speaking way too proper for a greasy, pockmarked biker.