“Psssh. Don’t lie to me, Killer. That’s your nickname, right?” He was all out smiling now. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to help you and you’re going to help me.”
If we were going to keep talking like this, putting a huge fucking target on both of us, I was going to need to sell it. I pulled my dress up slightly to avoid ripping it, and climbed on his lap, straddling his hard cock. If I was a betting woman, I’d say Bash was packing even more than Marco. “What could I possibly do for you, Sebastian? Do you want me to handle business for you? Take out a target you haven’t managed to kill?”
“No. Damn, I see why Kane was flipping tables to get to me,” he chuckled. His hands grabbed my ass and pulled me down, eliciting a gasp from my lips. “Grind on me,” he ordered.
“Then what do you want?” I asked as I rolled my hips.
The niggling little voice in the back of my head noted that this hot as fuck older man with a huge hard-on didn’t do anything for me. He was attractive, yes, but I couldn’t stop thinking about Kane and how angry he was as he watched Bash touch my ass.
“I don’t need your physical skills, babe. I need your brain. If I had to guess, I’d say we have about thirty seconds beforesomeonebusts through that door, so meet me next Thursday at eight o’clock. There’s a red barn off Old Pass Road, just past the cemetery. We can talk then.”
“You’re fucking insane if you think I’d go somewhere like that alone.”
“You would if you ever want a chance of getting out of this shithole. Is this what you want for the rest of your life, Killer? To shake your ass for old perverts on a stage? Tofuckdisgusting men when Daddy says to?”
Howin the fuckdid he know that? I was about to ask when a piercing alarm went off above us.
“Fire alarm?” I questioned just as a smile took over Bash’s handsome face.
“He’s good, I’ll give him that.” Bash stood and plopped me on my feet, steadying me and tugging my dress down my thighs before leaning in to whisper again. “Tuesday. I promise it’ll be worth your while.”
Chapter 26
Kane
Ragefloodedmybodyas I watched the camera footage of Dani grinding on that fucker. Dante had been pressing the idea of his daughter being a toy for Bash Sanchez, and Dad agreed with him. They thought it’d be good to have someone on theinside–to keep him happy, to get a head’s up if anything bad was going down.
To help facilitate our gun deals with Dominguez.
Of course Dani was thrilled with the prospect of fucking Marco’s younger brother. He probably had a monster cock too. If he didn’t keep his hands to himself, he’d meet the same fate as his big brother.
I know it shouldn’t bother me. Iknowit. But it fucking does.
Especially now that I know what happened to her at the ball three years ago. I haven’t said anything to her because I didn’t want her to know I was spying on her private conversation. But fuck, it was eating me up inside.
I don’t want anyone else touching her. I don’t want her touching anyone but me. I’ve never been good at sharing–even as a toddler, and the girl I was currently fucking was no exception.
When Bash’s fingers slipped under her dress, I saw red. I didn’t think. I jumped from the table, spilling drinks on the chicks who’d been pawing at us all night. Thank fucking god Theo and Xavier were there to talk some sense into me and calm my ass down.
It gave me time to come up with the idea of pulling the fire alarm.
I knew I was going to get an ass chewing when I got home and Dad was waiting for me in my living room.
“What thefuckwere you thinking?” He yelled. He was wearing pajamas and his hair was messy. Dante probably called and woke him up to rat on me. Fucker.
“I can’t pretend anymore,” I said honestly. “Do what you want to me but I couldn’t stomach watching Dante pimp his daughter out to a fucking gang banger. The fact that you allow this shit is disturbing.”
Dad sighed loudly and rubbed his temples with his fingers. “This cannot go on any longer, son. You haveresponsibilitiesand you’re fucking everything up for a piece of ass!”
“That’s not what this is! I thought of all people, you would understand.”
“I understand that you’re young and full of hormones. There’s a lot about our business that you don’t know. If you want there tobea business for you to take over, you need to get your shit together.”
Now wasn’t the best time to tell Dad I didn’t give a fuck about hisbusiness. So far it’s been too much stress, orders I didn’t like following, and ass kissing. So much ass kissing.
“If our livelihood depends on if an eighteen-year-old fucks a gang banger, you need a new business model.”
“Kane…I’m at my limit. You’re obviously not taking your relationship with Lauren seriously, otherwise you wouldn’t care what she was up to, so your head’s not in the game, and we can’t have that.”