“What?”
He stared at her for a moment, wondering if he was making the biggest mistake of his life. He wanted to fuck her, sure. Play and toy with her. Push her boundaries and limits, but she was still a woman, and that made him stop. Women were a pain in the ass. They always had an agenda, and he knew women were master manipulators.
Still, his dick wanted attention. The women who passed themselves around the club were no longer welcome to him. He had no desire to even go near them.
“How much do you value your life?” he asked.
“Is this a trick question?”
He got up and poured himself another generous shot of whiskey, and he decided to give her one as well. Picking up the small glass, he moved back toward her.
She grimaced. “I don’t drink.”
“Bobby picked you up outside of a bar. Don’t fucking lie to me. A virgin you may be, but you drink.”
She stared at the glass then took it. “I work there, but that doesn’t mean I drink hard liquor.” She leaned forward and placed the full glass on the table. Her hands went back to her thighs.
He noted her shaking and continued to stand, watching her every move.
“What do you want from me?”
“I wanted you dead.”
“Why? You don’t know me.” She sighed. “I get it. You hated my dead-beat dad and he owed you money and all that, but I’m not him. Do you expect to pay for your father’s sins?”
“I did.” He pointed at his eye and her face paled. She didn’t need to know that he got the scars from his stepfather. If his own father hadn’t fucked off when his mother was pregnant, maybe things would have gone differently. Maybe not.
“Oh, I’m so sorry.” Her voice had faded to a whisper. It was the sweetest fucking sound he’d ever heard.
“Cut the crap. Just tell me what you’d be willing to do to live?”
****
She was going to wake up.
Ally kept on pinching her thigh, hoping the bad dream that felt very, very fucking real would fade and she’d go back to being normal again. Maybe she’d passed out in the cold and was in a hospital bed right now.
The sharp bursts of pain weren’t helping.
She gritted her teeth.
“Answer me!” His growl cut through her prayers and she stood up for the first time.
Her heart raced, and she felt a little sick from how scary he was acting. She wanted to slap him, but instead, with her hands clenched, she frowned at him. “I don’t want to die. I don’t think it’s right that you would dare to expect me to pay because my dad is an asshole. I already got the memo on how bad he is, was, and I know you’ve killed him. So what? You did me a favor.”
Shut up, Ally. This is why you always get into trouble. Why you’ve lost several jobs. She struggled to get her emotions into check. It was embarrassing, and right now, it wasn’t exactly helping her cause.
Lord reached out and grabbed her around the neck with one hand. He pinned her up against the wall. For a few seconds, she thought he was going to choke her, but he didn’t hold her tightly enough. There was no reason to even claw at his arms.
“We are all fucking pawns to the sins of our parents. I can’t trust you, Ally. You’re a liability.”
“You made me one. I hadn’t spoken to him in months, if not years. He hated me.” She gripped his wrist, hoping in some way she’d be able to stop him from killing her. It was laughable for her to even believe she could try to stop a powerhouse like him.
He was bigger, stronger, harder. She didn’t hurt anyone or anything, while Lord killed without remorse. His reputation preceded him.
“You’re starting to irritate me,” he said.
“And you’re not exactly my favorite person. Actually, you’re an asshole, too.” She pursed her lips together, expecting him to choke her to death, only, he smiled.
He pressed his entire body against her.
His cock.
Oh, my. She felt it flush to her stomach and she tensed up. Her was pussy soaked through. How was it possible to be aroused by this man when she hated him with every single fiber of her being? He was horrible, an unforgiving bully. Yet, here she was, her virgin body betraying her.
She hoped he wouldn’t notice.
Lord smirked. “I bet you’re soaking wet for me right now.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“No?” The hand on her throat moved, and before she realized what was happening, his hand was inside her pants, touching her bare pussy. The jeans she wore were loose, as were her panties. She’d lost some weight due to the fact she couldn’t afford much food, and she didn’t have the funds to buy new clothes either.