“Fuck. You scared us, princess.”
Remington hugged both me and West, making me giggle between sniffles. “You’re okay, right sis? That idiot won’t be bothering you anymore,” said Remington as he released us.
“I’m okay.”
“What did you do to him, dumbass? You know I wanted a piece of him,” Dani said to the guy who looked eerily similar to West.Kane.
“I took care of him. He’s dead,” said an older man who looked like Oliver Moretti’s twin.West’s uncle.“Did you do this?”
All eyes looked at a crumpled Reynolds lying on the floor covered in blood, his pants wet with urine. He must have pissed himself in fear.
“Yeah, I heard yelling so I came in to check and saw him choking Ashtyn. I tossed him around a bit,” Dani explained with a shrug. “Gave him a half dose of propofol.”
“I want him,” West said, and Kane nodded in response.
“Franco!” West’s uncle barked at a man who appeared out of nowhere. “Get him to the basement. My nephew wants to play.” His grin was wicked in a way that West’s wasn’t. The guy wasn’t one to be fucked with.
Franco nodded and was on his phone in seconds, calling for reinforcements that showed up and dragged Reynolds away.
“Now that all the messes have been cleaned up, I must get back home,” West’s uncle announced.
“Thank you for everything, uncle.”
“Don’t mention it West. That’s what family’s for.” He whispered something in West’s ear, and he stiffened, slowly nodding in agreement. He patted West on the shoulder and disappeared through the hallway.
“So, you’re the badass who saved my sister,” Remington said, giving Dani a once-over.
Dani laughed and put a hand on her hip. “I thoroughly enjoyed it. I was kinda hoping he would fight back a little. Give me more of a challenge.”
Her gaze flicked to Beck, taking in his broad stature. He smirked as his eyes landed on her chest. “We should come here more often."
“We don’t want biker trash hanging around,” Kane scoffed, finally speaking.
Dani’s head snapped to him and if looks could kill, Kane would be deader than Pete fucking Hannigan. “Fuck off, Kane. A paying customer is a paying customer.” She smiled at Beck, her tongue peeking out of her mouth to lick her lip. “You can stop by anytime.”
This girl was good.
“Get back to work,” Kane barked.
She turned to me abruptly, spinning on her spiky heels. “About earlier. What you said–you’re so wrong, girl. So, so wrong,” Dani smiled before heading toward the door. She flipped Kane off as she left.
Kane smirked and West laughed. “Friend of yours?”
“Nope. I fucking hate her,” Kane answered quickly, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Suuuure you do,” West said under his breath.
“How long do you want me to keep Clark Kent tied up downstairs?”
West looked at me and I bit my lip. Serving some payback to the man who forced himself on me twice? Who stalked me and spied on me for weeks? Who tried tobuy meto be his little sex slave wife?
The thought made me giddy.
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West
Bloodsplatteredtheairas my fist met Reynolds’ face.This is why I wear black.