Page 31 of Serpent Darling
CHAPTER TWELVE
"Jazlyn?!" Jagger roared as the blonde barged through the door.
"Bianca?!"Sadie gasped simultaneously, seeing the familiar redhead fall in line behind the gang leader.
Jazlyn and Bianca stopped short, clearly not expecting there to be anyone in the room they had just broken into. And most definitely not expecting to stand in the middle of Jagger's playroom.
And with a shackled Sadie Sweetwater breathlessly hanging from a sex contraption, no less.
Jagger moved toward them angrily, and they backed up until Bianca squealed, having crashed into a black iron rack of carefully hung whips, flogs, and paddles of different sizes.
"What are you doing here?" His tone was low and dangerous.
"I was coming for our shit, Wilder. I know you fuckers took it." Jazlyn spat at him, trying to cover up her alarm.
Jagger just looked at her tiredly before scrubbing a hand over his face and gesticulating around him.
"What stash, Jazlyn?" He said in exasperation.
"How many times have I fucking told you we don't do that shit anymore."
"You just have a sex dungeon?" Jazlyn inquired, quirking her eyebrow at Sadie, who glared at her.
Jagger ignored her as his hand slammed against the wall next to Bianca's head when she started to sneak out of the room.
"And you're working for her? Is that why you got a job at my bar? To fucking spy on me?"
Bianca shrugged her shoulders and fully faced him. Jagger could see the bruising under her eyes that were still reflecting the consequences of the broken nose Sadie had given her over the weekend and felt pride swell in him.Good fucking girl,he thought.
"I mean, yeah," Bianca admitted and locked eyes with Sadie over his shoulder. "Except pissing off your girlfriend was all me."
Sadie's eyes were dark with rage when she bit out, "Fuck you."
"I'm glad she broke your fucking nose."
Camille's voice rang out from the office before stepping into the room and blowing a low whistle. Her eyes raked over the scene before her, and she crossed her arms. "What's with the sex dungeon, Jag?"
Jagger stepped backward from the crowd in his secret room and moved his body to stand protectively before Sadie.
Who was still tied up.
Shit.
"Can everyone stop calling it that, please?" He begged, rubbing his face with his hands again. "Why are you here, Camille?"
Camille rolled her eyes at him as she grabbed onto Bianca's elbow, looking quite menacing despite her wearing a pair of pink pajamas.
"You called me for backup earlier, remember? Sorry, I'm late. But I got here just in time to help take out the trash again."
"Who're you calling trash, bitch?" Bianca snarled at Camille, trying to break free from her hold.
Camille yanked her towards the door and signaled for Jazlyn to follow. Jazlyn's eyes raked over Sadie's body again, seemingly still aroused by the earlier incident with the same blonde.
Sadie smirked at her and gave her a wink before Camille smacked Jazlyn on the ass to get her attention. "Come on, you too. I'll make sure you get home real safe," Camille whispered in her ear suggestively.
Jagger barely got out a "Thank you" before Jazlyn disappeared back into the office while Camille forcibly removed a rabid Bianca from the sex dungeon.Fuck.The playroom.
"I want details tomorrow, Sadie!" Camille yelled over her shoulder as she shut the door behind them, the sound of footsteps and Bianca's whining retreating through the bar.
