Page 37 of All Your Hate

“Yeah, we’re done. For now. If you send another job my way like that, I’m out. There are plenty of other people I can work with and I know they’ll take a smaller cut than you do.”

He gives me a smug smile as I head out the door.

I’ll have to use my own resources to find out what I want. I can start working my way through the security team that Tommaso had. Only three of them are dead which leaves plenty more to interrogate.

Once they tell me what they know, I’ll kill them all. But it still won’t be enough.

I know that there have to be more players involved in my little viper’s captivity. Someone like Tommaso wouldn’t just pluck her off the street. She thought I bought her so that means he bought her from someone.

My body hums with purpose. I have a solid enough plan to start enacting her revenge, all I need now is to convince her to join me in the bloodshed.

But is she going to want anything to do with me once I finally have her?

I’m losing my mind being turned on almost every second of the day. I feel like my balls are going to explode and the thought of having to use my hand when she’s in my bed is agonizing.

I’ve never had trouble getting anyone else to say yes. I’m sure I can work her into complying without realizing what she’s giving up.

When I get back in my car, I call Dean. I need to talk to someone about this and he’s the one that’s always been there for me. He’s only just got back from the hospital, but a near-death experience has never put him out of commission before. It rings on and on, and just when I’m about to give up he answers.

“Hey,” he groans as he clears his throat.

“Did I wake you? Dude, it’s the middle of the afternoon.”

“Cut me some slack, I got shot. Ah—”

I pause as I listen to the sounds on the other end. I should have guessed he’d have his cock occupied.

“Really? Shouldn’t you be—I don’t know, not doing that with a gunshot wound?”

“Doing what? I’m just in my—ah—office.”

“Your girl’s not quiet, I can hear her slurping on your cock.”

“Fuck—-shit!”

I pinch the bridge of my nose as I listen to my best friend come.

“That’s my good girl,” he whispers, but not quietly enough.

“I can still hear you!”

“Sorry, man. You know you’ve gotta text if you need me. What’s up?”

He keeps murmuring sweet nothings to hisgood girland it’s off-putting to say the least. “I need you to hack into something for me.”

“Sure. I’m already on the computer, we were picking out drapes, so shoot.”

Drapes?

Fucking drapes?

I want to ask when the fuck he got so domesticated, but I’m pretty sure I just heard the answer as he placed his deposit for said drapes in her mouth.

“I need you to get into Jax’s system, find out anything you can about the Abato hit.”

Dean lets out a long sigh. “Bones, I’ve already done all that. You think I was going to leave it alone after the mess it turned into? Jax’s systems are pretty tight, but what I could get into gave me nothing.”

I should have known. If he found anything out already he would have told me.

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