Page 35 of Psycho Sinners

“So, how are the STD panels looking for you guys?” I croaked, not caring what they thought. Something told me they wouldn’t give a shit about their driver hearing it, and considering I was their sex slave essentially, then I was entitled to knowing that, right?

Julian snorted beside me as Cristian chuckled.

“We’re safe, kitten, don’t you stress.” Cristian’s hand moved to my thigh, squeezing it as I grimaced.

“Your medical history says you have an IUD in, is this still correct?” Tyrone spoke up, and I frowned. He knew my medical history? Then again, it shouldn’t surprise me. The Mafia would have their thumbs in all the pies.

“Yes.”

“Good.”

I chewed my cheek, hating how Cristian’s hand remained on my leg.

The nightlife of the city was bustling, people dressed up for the bars and restaurants, women scantily clad for the clubs. They were oblivious to the deeper going-ons in the shadows, of how I sat trapped in this vehicle, a prisoner to these insane, powerful men.

I just had to serve out my short sentence, then my freedom would be allowed.

My stomach churned uneasily, and I focused on the road ahead as Cristian’s hand squeezed my leg again.

Surely he wouldn’t try anything in the vehicle, right?

A shrill ring-tone sounded off, and Tyrone answered it immediately.

“Speak.” He was not one to slow things down with pleasantries.

I heard the muffled voice on the other end relaying information, and Tyrone sighed heavily.

“Got it, we’ll get it sorted. Call Ryan as well.”

Whatever it was, he didn’t sound impressed as he hung up the phone and pocketed it.

“Problem?” Julian mused.

“Issue with the Mason brothers.”

“Again?” Cristian’s hand tightened almost painfully on my leg, and I gritted my teeth, not wanting to give him the satisfaction.

“We should cut them loose, they’re useless to work with these days,” Julian muttered. “Better yet, wipe them off the board.”

“They have standing with the Kovacs,” Tyrone muttered as he drummed one finger on his leg. “Ryan can try to pull them into line.”

“If he can’t, I’m happy to handle it.” Cristian’s grin was that of a damn snake, promising nothing good.

Tyrone grunted in response like a damn animal, all the while the driver remained silent, a mere drone for them, taking his orders and not asking questions.

They must pay him well if he wasn’t even giving me a glance. I bet he was under the mindset that he never saw a thing when the brothers were involved. Considering they’d said they could make Noms and I disappear, I wouldn’t put it past them that they’d make that clear to all their employees.

They fell silent after that, the remainder of the drive tense, Cristian’s hand still attached to my leg like a new damn limb.

I was herded into the elevator, Tyrone having stated that should I try anything funny with the staff inside the apartment building or any of the other guests, I’d pay for it. Cristian had followed it up by promising to break a limb for me, his sweet tone not matching the deadly threat. The entire building looked far too fancy with a polished black and marble interior. It’d been sleek and pristine in the foyer, and the man at the reception counter had merely nodded at the brothers, not paying me any heed. It was outrageous how many people looked the other way because of money, especially with my neck on full display, the bruises obvious.

The classical elevator music did little to comfort me as I stared at the penthouse button that was lit up. Tyrone had swiped a black and gold key-card to gain access, the small piece of plastic likely my only way in and out of this damn place.

Of course they had the damn penthouse. If I wasn’t here against my will, I might’ve even been interested to be in such a place, never having been in one before.

The three towering bodies around me had me caged in, bars of solid flesh and muscle, hands that could kill me in an instant. I really was in the wolf’s den, and yet, I wasn’t as terrified as I should have been.

If that wasn’t a sure sign of my traumatic life in a nutshell, I wasn’t sure what was.

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