She didn’t know the half of it. I wasn’t even sure I wanted to tell her about the hell I’d been living in. What would be the point?
It happened.
I escaped.
Story over.
“You should’ve told me,” Jill pressed when I didn’t reply to her.
I shook my head. “He threatened to hurt you. Every room in the penthouse is bugged. Hidden cameras are everywhere. I couldn’t risk it.”
Her embrace tightened. “Jesus, I’m sorry you went through that. I had no idea how bad it was.”
I patted her hand. “It’s not your fault.” I flicked my eyes to the ceiling. There was quite the commotion upstairs. It made me think about Zach and whoever he was with.
I’m in his world. I never wanted to be in his life again.
“I’m just so sorry, Asp. I had no idea. He seemed so wonderful.”
“I don’t want to talk about Casso, okay?” I snapped in frustration.
“Sorry.”
“Where am I? I was trying to find your boutique but never made it into town.” Stupid dark country roads. I couldn’t read the signs. Made a right turn anyway. It didn’t take long to figure out I was on the wrong street. The rental car had slid on some ice and went into a ditch. I’d never been so scared in my life.
“You’re in the Knight’s Legion’s MC clubhouse. It’s on a secure, well-guarded compound.” She rubbed my arm down to my hand and held it like she used to when we were young. “You’re safe here.”
“I don’t understand.”
Casso was home by now. Likely going out of his mind. Part of me hoped he’d kill Tony on the spot for letting me escape. He wouldn’t, though. Not at first, anyway. Casso treated Tony like family. Family meant everything to him, which was why his baby was more precious than anything else, including me. It was his blood…
“Asp, you still with me?” Jill’s concerned voice cut through my thoughts. She squeezed my hand, pulling me back to the present.
“What are you talking about? Clubhouse? Guarded compound? What little I saw, there were large, rough-looking men and scantily clad women. Music was blaring. Am I in a whore house?”
“Sort of…”
“What?” I jerked up into a sitting position and yelped in pain, grabbing my head. “Shit.”
“Be careful. You have a concussion.”
“I want to leave.” My stomach cramped, making me curl into the pain. “Let’s go to your place,” I whimpered.
“You’re safer here. The guys will protect you.” Jill watched me closely. “Relax, Asp.”
“I sawhim.” My eyes teared up. I wasn’t sure if my sadness was entirely about losing my baby. Of course, I was devastated but knowing Zach was in the building stirred up an old, crusty wound in my heart. One that never fully healed.
“Asp, he’s—” A knock at the door silenced Jill. “Who is it?”
“Storm and Angel.”
“What kind of names are those?” I whispered.
Jill went to open the door. “Road names.”
What on earth was a road name?
In walked the man I faintly recalled from earlier. He was tall with broad shoulders, dark hair, and bearded. He had the most intense stormy gray eyes I’d ever seen. Having another look at him, he wore a leather vest with strange patches on it. A petite brunette was tucked into his side, wearing a black sweater dress and western-style boots. Completely covered, unlike the near-naked woman in Zach’s arms. This woman was beautiful, with serene blue eyes and a small bump in her midsection… A baby bump.