Page 89 of Dark Bonds

“What the flying fuck do you think you’re doing? You get a copy of my key, tether yourself to the headboard and then fuck yourself with Leah’s toy? There’s no coming back from this.”

“You don’t know what you want, Sir. She’s not as good for you as I am. She doesn’t know you like I do.”

“Cindi, you’re going to be out of this club so fast your head is going to spin. This time, you won’t be getting back in. In fact, I think I may have you charged with breaking and entering.”

“I have a fucking key, Jason. It isn’t breaking in if you have a key.”

“Are you seriously that fucking stupid? If you steal the key, it is. Where is the key for that lock?”

“Come and get it big boy,” she purred, spreading her legs even farther apart. “It’s buried pretty deep though. You’ll have to work hard to find it.”

“There is something wrong with you if you think that’s ever going to happen.”

I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and brought up Seb’s info.

Jason: I need you and Chase in my room and I need you now.

Seb: What’s up?

Jason: Just get your asses here and bring some fucking bolt cutters. I have some trash I need taken care of.

Seb: We’ll be there in a couple of minutes.

Jason: Make sure Raven stays out there with Leah.

Seb: You’ve got it.

When the guys got to my door, they were livid. Chase headed straight for the cuff and cut off the lock. Seb grabbed her clothes and threw them at her.

“Get that toy out of your nasty twat and put some fucking clothes on,” Seb growled.

“Make me,” she hissed.

“There’s no way any of us are touching that thing. You’ll just have to keep it in. Get dressed,” grimaced Chase.

“No. I’m not getting dressed and I’m not leaving.”

We went back and forth with her for fifteen fucking minutes. None of us wanted to risk her charging us with assault. It was clear there was only one way she was leaving.

“Fuck this,” I snapped.

I walked over to the bed, threw her over my shoulder and stomped through the club and right out the front door. Thomas looked at me and then at her and understanding crossed his face.

“Taking out the trash, Jason?”

“I am. Make sure it doesn’t slither back in. Now or ever.”

“You’ve got it.”

I dropped her to the ground, enjoying it when she lost her balance and fell ass over tea kettle. I whipped her clothes at here and stormed back into the club. My eyes searched the room for Leah. I didn’t see her, but I saw Raven and headed her way.

“Where’s Leah?” I asked when I got to her.

“Jason, she’s gone. She took off about the time you went to your room.”

“What? Why?”

“Because she saw Cindi let herself in there and then you told her you had to go to your room to do something. What the hell is going on?”

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