Vacancy took over his pitiful expression. He just sat there, staring beyond my eyes as if the world was closing in around him.
I pulled out of his arms and moved off his lap. “Sabbath, where’s Nina?”
“Does it matter? She’s not here.”
His eyes briefly glanced down at the palms of his hands, as if they were covered in something I couldn’t quite see.
“Sabbath?”
“Just fucking drop it, okay?” That psychotic rage returned to his eyes, burning with an animosity I wished I could wash away. “She’s gone, and that’s all that matters, right?”
My stomach churned uneasily. Goosebumps smattered the back of my neck, like my body was trying to tell me something.
“Sabbath? Is she—” My voice got lodged in my throat. Somehow, I just knew, because his silence spoke volumes.
“I said fucking drop it!” he raged, jumping up to his feet until he was pacing around the room. “That bitch ruined everything getting knocked up the way she did, so I got her an abortion. No more baby. No more problems with us. Now get the fuck over yourself and forgive me already.”
My gaze migrated to the floor, tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. No woman should be forced to make that decision… not even Nina. Did he take her to the same place he took me? No, he couldn’t have. He wasn’t gone that long.
My mind was racing with a million different scenarios, but only two resonated in my mind.
Either Sabbath was lying about Nina getting an abortion or…
Lifting my eyes, I met his hardened gaze and noticed the emptiness behind his stare. The blank slate of emotions. The rock-hard, impenetrable wall of someone who just didn’t give a fuck.
No. He couldn’t have. He wasn’t that fucking crazy. But then again, I never thought he’d ever lay a finger on me. The demon inside of him was capable of more than I ever could imagine.
Things I never thought Adam would ever do.
Cheating…
Domestic Abuse…
For a brief second, he zeroed in on me, part of him begging for my forgiveness, the other part screaming the truth.
Yeah, Sabbath was capable of a lot of things.
Even murder.
Chapter Three
Wasp
“The man’s insane!” Snyder growled, slamming his fist into the wall. “I’m not going to stand for it a second longer. He doesn’t deserve our loyalty, not after what he did.”
The room was buzzing with whispers after Sabbath marched out of the room. I didn’t need to follow him to know where he went. He went to her, in attempt to fix what he broke.
Memories from a few days ago flooded my brain, and my gut twisted as I tried to push them away.
“What’s up, Prez?”
My dick hardened as I watched my cum leak out of Keelie’s pussy. It glistened as it caught the light above my bed. Her ass reddened with hand prints and welts. She was gagged and bound by the wrists and ankles, everything tied together so her body created a teepee on my bed. It was a glorious sight.
She whimpered, her silent pleas begging me to undo her restraints. I would, but only when I thought she was a good girl again.
“Hey, I need you to come out to the cabin,” Sabbath ordered. He sounded pissed. But rightfully so. I blatantly ignored his insistent calls. I had missed five of them while I was in the middle of Keelie’s punishment, but I wasn’t about to answer when I was balls deep in my bad little girl.
So, I made him wait ten minutes—okay, maybe it was thirty.