“I’m sorry that things didn’t work out between us. You should go though.”
He looms over me. “Let’s get a few things straight. I’ll go once I get what I came for.” He strokes a finger along my jaw, and I flinch. “You didn’t pull away last time I had my hand up your shirt.”
“What do you want?”
“To share a few truths and get some answers.”
“Okay.”
“That’s a good girl. Be cooperative and this can be fun for both of us.” I shudder as he licks my cheek and then comes in for a kiss.
I bite his bottom lip and he slaps me. My head snaps back as the back of his hand connects with my cheekbone.
Tears sting in the backs of my eyes.
“Don’t even think about screaming or I’ll gag you.”
“If you hurt me, Viking will kill you.”
“Do you think he really gives a shit about you? You’re just some fat bitch he fucks and plays with to get what he wants. You probably think he loves you.” He goes inside his pocket, and I shrink back scared he’s going for his gun. He pulls out his cell phone.
“Do you think you’re the only girl he’s got the scam going on with?” he starts scrolling on his phone and I look around for something to use as a weapon.
“Eyes on me.” His fingers bite into my jaws as he squeezes my chin. “Look here.” He holds the phone up after releasing his grip on me. He scrolls through pictures of Viking with other women. He’s not doing anything but talking to them, but I still have a pang of jealousy seeing it.
“All that proves is you have pictures of him talking to people.”
“Look closer. Recognize her?”
He shows me a picture of Viking sitting on his bike outside of a bar and he’s with Mariah. The chick I went to school with who went missing. They found her body in a dumpster.
My stomach rolls and bile burns in my throat.
“So what?” I croak.
“That dumpster she was found in is owned by the Royal Bastards. It doesn’t take a genius to put two and two together. He killed her when she refused to do what he wanted. What do you think he’s going to do to you when you tell him no?” he shows me a video this time. I close my eyes and he grabs my face again. “Look at her.”
I stare at the picture as my stomach continues to churn. I’m going to be sick. Mariah’s body is laying on bags of trash and there’s mice and roaches crawling on her body.
I shake my head. “Please turn it off.”
“This will be you the minute he thinks you’re expendable.”
“He wouldn’t hurt me.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. But I will if you don’t give me what I want.”
“And what do you think I can give you?”
“Where is he? I know that his sister is wanted for murder and he’s likely helping her run.”
“What?”
“He’s not a good guy?”
“And you are?” I screech.
He laughs but its dry and void of any humor. “I was a perfect gentleman with you. Month after month I let you cock tease me. Pretending to be all shy. I targeted you because of your connection to Wylla Reed. Saving yourself for marriage. That was a good one. Really had me going at first. You’ll give yourself up to biker trash, but when I touch you, you act as though I’m the one not worthy.” He grabs me between my legs over my leggings.
“Don’t touch me,” I seethe. “I wouldn’t fuck you if you were the last man left standing on God’s green Earth.”
Thwack.He backhands me once more, this time splitting my lip.
“What? You think you can knock me around and intimidate me, so I’ll fuck you?”
He grabs at the waist of my pants and tugs. “I’ll show you. I’m better than him. Too good for you. Fucking cunt. Giving me little kisses after you probably fucked him.”
“No. It was after I’d sucked his dick. Viking loves coming in my mouth so that when you kiss me you get a mouthful of him. How does he taste? I think he tastes so fuckin’ good.” I lick the blood off my lips, and he wraps his hands around my throat.