Page 18 of Saving Her

I don’t have a fucking gun. They pat down outsiders when you hit the front door of the main clubhouse at the bottom of the mountain. Until I “prove” myself, I am still an outsider. I have a feeling their ultimate plan is to use me for this to hurt Dragon more, then slit my throat. I’m not stupid. I can see what they have planned a mile away. I need to figure out how in the hell to get out of here with the girls. I wouldn’t be surprised if their intentions were to kill me right before they transport Nicole and Gabby to the clubhouse. That means my time is extremely limited and I might be under more surveillance than originally thought. I sure hope Nicole and Gabby can keep their heads. I’m going to need them to. I have a knife hidden in my boot that is slim enough to go undetected. I can use that on Lucky, but he won’t go down easily. I can already tell. I need these two bastards to keep drinking, so at least they are out. I can defeat Lucky, but these two need to be out so they don’t rush in to help or sound an alarm.

“Let me take a piss first,” I mutter, rubbing the back of my neck.

“Piss in there, let them watch. That should be fun. Hell, you could even piss on the women.” Lucky laughs like he thinks that’s the funniest thing in the world.

“Fuck that,” I huff. “Golden showers are not my thing.”

“They can be fun, if done right,” Lucky counters, clapping me on the back and trying his best to herd me to the damn door. God, I hate this motherfucker. I leave with him. I know he’s already suspicious. I can’t allow that to get worse. I need to get the women safe. I rub my forehead and try to think through the tension. I’m going to have to come up with a plan and fast. I’ll need one of the women to help me. Nicole would be my pick—that woman has spunk and a fire in her eyes. Dragon might be an asshole, but it’s clear he knows how to pick a good old lady. That’s all my mother wanted to be. He took that from her, though. I shake my head. I can’t let those thoughts rule me. As we walk down the small hall to the room where the girls are, I formulate a quick plan. If I can get one of the girls to get my knife out. They can hide it behind them and give me time to grip it and throw it at Lucky. If I just get it myself, he’ll shoot first. There’s one rule in war—never bring a knife to a gunfight. My gut says go with Nicole, but I’ve already noticed from the watching her on the video feed that she has a bad hip. She favors it and it slows her down. What I need done, is going to have to be quick. As I walk in, the girls stare at me, waiting. I think Nicole halfway trusts me, but I can’t be positive. I grimace and mouth the word wait to her once my back is turned to the camera and I know Lucky is still behind me, so he can’t see. When Lucky steps around me, I hear a small cry. My eyes go to the small blonde cowering behind Nicole. I can see Gabby trembling from here. Lucky walks over to her grabbing by her hair.

“Miss me, blondie?”

Gabby doesn’t answer. She’s trying to pull away from him. He puts his hands around her neck, pressing to the point that I think he’s going to kill her. I tense up and get ready to attack, this is going to go quicker than I thought. I move quickly to stop Nicole from going to help Gabby. I am only going to get once chance here and I can’t let her ruin it.

“If you kill her now, you’re going to ruin Eyeball’s plans,” I warn him.

“Eyeball will give me what I want, but don’t worry. I’m not going to kill this little cunt. She’s going to be my new plaything. You should see how she loves to take my cock. She begs for it and comes so sweetly all over me.”

“Fuck you!” She tries to scream, but he’s holding her so tight that it comes out more like a croak.

She spits in his face, though, and I have to give the girl her due. Gabby has more fire than I gave her credit for. Most women I know would be crying and trying to hide. Although, once Lucky throws her down on the floor, I can see the horrible bruising around her neck, and I get an idea of where her hatred for him comes from.

“You’ve already played with her?” I ask mildly, disguising the burning revulsion I feel inside.

“Oh yeah, a couple of times. Bitch takes cock really good—like a pro. Don’t worry, King. Her pussy is so tight, you won’t mind going after me, even if you don’t measure up,” he brags.

Nicole moves to lash out at him, but I reach out and grab her arm, restraining her, putting enough pressure on her so she knows not to do anything stupid. I need to get control of this situation. We’re not going to have room for error.

“How are we going to do this? You filming, or what?”

He goes out in the hall and pulls in an old, white, plastic outdoor chair that was by the door. He sets it across from the mattress and plops down in it, pulling out his phone. “I’m filming. You pick which bitch you’re going to have fun with and then send the other over here to me like a good little dog to lie at my feet. You can film me after that.”

God, this asshole makes me want to vomit. I’m going to take a lot of pleasure in ending him. I grab Nicole and spin her around. I can’t say anything, but I hope she gets the message that I’m trying to send when I look into her eyes.

“I don’t know. Let me take a minute to decide here. I remember what you said about older women,” I respond, doing my best to almost purr—which is difficult when I want to kill the motherfucker across from me. Everything about what is going on here turns my damn stomach.

“You bastard,” Nicole hisses as I grab her ass and forcibly pull her up against me. She draws her hand back to slap me. I figure with everything she’s been through, she deserves to hit something or someone. The woman surprises me, though, as instead of being satisfied with the slap, her hand moves quick as lightning and her nails dig into my jaw and she scratches the fire out of me. Almost immediately, I can feel blood seeping from the wound. I grab her hand. She tries to pummel me with her free hand. I capture both her wrists in my hand and force her to turn around so that her back is to me. I know my grip is painful, but I’m also aware of how carefully Lucky is watching us.

“This one needs taming, but I think I want to see how good your little toy takes a real man’s cock,” I respond with a smirk, daring the asshole to take me on. I see the moment he realizes what I just said. Anger spreads across his face and I’m praying like fuck he attacks me. Somehow, he reins it in and just shrugs. “You can try. I’ll busy myself with Dragon’s whore.”

“You’ll have to save some of her for me, too. I can send a message to Daddy Dearest,” I laugh.

I grope her tit, pulling her back against me to make it look like I’m rubbing my cock against her ass, while burying my head into the curve of her neck. Lucky starts cackling like the maniac that he is and continues filming us. I find Nicole’s ear and bite down on the lobe. She cries out in shock more than pain—although I’m sure it hurts.

“Leave her alone!” Gabby screams.

Lucky turns his attention to her, taunting the girl with what he thinks is about to come.

“Are you jealous? Don’t worry. I have something really special planned for you,” he croons.

“I’d rather die!”

I tune them out for a second and concentrate on Nicole. “Need you to distract him. They’re waiting outside for us,” I whisper. Her body tightens even more than before, but then I feel her relax.

“Lucky, you take this one. I think the other bitch needs to be taught a lesson,” I growl. I act as if I push Nicole away from me. She goes, stumbling. Her gaze is on me. She’s watching me closely.

Lucky had walked over to Gabby while I was delivering my message to Nicole. I’m glad, because I’m hoping that means he didn’t catch on to what I said to Nicole. I was quiet, but we’re in the same damn room.

He shoves Gabby down on the floor and kicks her in the side. She cries out in pain, holding her ribs. I walk over to her and pull her up off the floor. She jerks against my hold, but I don’t let her escape. Nicole starts screaming, clawing at Lucky like a wild animal. Gabby has tears, but she tries to get away. “I have to help her!” she yells. Lucky punches Nicole. He may have pulled his punch, but I’m not sure. Nicole cries out, falling backward onto the floor.

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