Page 30 of Filthy Ruck

“What did you do to her?” Storm scowled down at me.

“Nothing she didn't want.” Frost slid out of me and pulled his pants back into place.

Storm ignored him. “Chelsea?”

I looked back at him, barely blinking.

He grabbed Frost by the back of his shirt and pulled him out of the car. He dumped him hard on the concrete before reaching for me. Hand tight on my wrist, he pulled until I was close enough for him to lift out of the back seat.

It wasn't until I was in his arms that I saw Dallas hovering a couple of metres back. He scowled at Frost like he might grab him and bash the back of his head into the side of his own car.

“What did he do?” Storm's voice was surprisingly gentle, but laced with fury. He might rip Frost's face off if he didn't get some answers soon.

“Like I said, nothing she didn't want me to.” Frost placed his hands on the side of the car behind him and pushed himself to his feet. “You don't think I'd fucking hurt her, do you?”

“Look at her,” Storm demanded. “She can barely fucking move. You drugged her, then fucked her.” His tone was dangerous now. His fury made his face red. He clearly assumed I hadn't consented to what Frost did to me. Did he really think Frost would force himself on me? Was Frost really the kind of guy who'd do that?

Evidently, Storm and Dallas thought so.

“She knew what she was taking,” Frost said, struggling to keep his voice even. “She let me do it. She wanted to.”

“She wanted to be helpless?” Storm asked. “That's—” He shook his head, but doubt had started to settle in his mind. He didn't want to believe Frost would rape me, but he wasn't completely convinced. “I don't have time for this. I'm getting her out of here. I'll deal with your sorry ass later.”

Frost looked like he wanted to argue, but finally he sagged. “She drove her own car. It's over there.” He nodded towards my little yellow hatchback before reaching into his car for my bag and phone. He shoved both at Dallas and stepped back, like the other man might literally bite his head off.

Dallas pulled out my keys and unlocked my car. He opened the door and let Storm place me inside. “Where are you taking her?”

“My place.” Storm clicked my seatbelt into place and took the keys from Dallas. “Fun's over, go home.”

Dallas shot Frost a caustic glare, but nodded and stalked off to his own car. His whole body was stiff, anger and frustration radiating off him. Was he frustrated at Frost, Storm, or me? I wasn't sure. That was a matter for tomorrow, not tonight.

“I wouldn't do anything to hurt her,” Frost called out before Storm closed the door and started the engine.

“I should run the prick over,” Storm muttered before putting the car in reverse and backing out of the parking space.

I managed a slight sound of disagreement in the back of my throat. The fact Storm wasn't punching the shit out of Frost as we spoke suggested he had some idea of the truth. Maybe he didn't want to accept it yet, but he knew.

He sighed. “I shouldn't have let him take you out. If I knew what he'd do, I wouldn't have. Pulling shit like this in a public place is bullshit.”

So that was what had him so angry.

He glanced over at me. “Anyone could have walked up. They could have used you. Without your consent, or mine.”

I couldn't tell which would have annoyed him more. Me being raped, or anyone touching me without his permission.

I knew which one of those botheredmemore.

I managed a sound of annoyance.

He chuckled. “Did I piss you off? You know the score. If anyone touches you without your consentandmine, I'll rearrange their fucking face.”

He fell silent and focused on driving, moving the car through the light traffic.

“You could have had some kind of reaction to what he gave you,” Storm said finally.

I could move my fingers now. The drug was wearing off more rapidly. I tried again to speak. “I didn't,” I managed to whisper.

“Lucky for him, because he'd be floating in the middle of the bay right now if you had.” He pulled into the driveway andwaited for the door leading to the undercover parking in Powell Tower to open.

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