Page 29 of Daddy Sees Snakes

I quickly avert my eyes, panic rising in my throat.

Maybe if I slip away now with this customer, I can avoid a confrontation.

I make a move to bolt, but Lyon is faster.

In a few swift strides, he's in front of me, fingers clamping around my arm in a vice grip.

The customer raises his voice. “Hey man, she’s mine. Wait your turn.”

I wince at the painful pressure as he yanks me toward him. “No, she’s mine. Get lost, dipshit.”

My potential customer scurries off, and Lyon waves his finger in front of me.

"Not so fast, baby girl," he growls menacingly. "We've got some catching up to do, you and I."

Before I can protest, he's dragging me across the floor, his bruising hold brooking no argument.

He roughly shoves me through the open door into the private lounge.

I stumble, almost losing my footing in my sky-high heels.

Regaining my balance, I take in the room—all dark woods and burgundy leather.

My heart nearly stops as my gaze lands on the two people inside. Scarlett, one of my fellow dancers.

And him—Viper.

He meets my startled stare with those piercing blue eyes, a ghost of a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.

The look sends an illicit shiver through me, even as my mind screams danger.

What the fuck is going on?

How did I manage to walk right intobothLyon and Viper?

Lyon slams the door shut with an ominous click, caging me in, a sense of cold dread settles over me.

I have a bad feeling I'm about to find out just how deep this rabbit hole goes.

And that I might not like what's waiting for me at the bottom...

I whirl around to face Lyon, mustering every ounce of bravado I can. "You can't just manhandle me like that! I’m not yours anymore, Lyon."

His answering laugh is cruel and mocking. "Oh, but I think you are, baby girl. See, you work inmystripclub. Which means..." He takes a menacing step toward me, then another, backing me up until I'm pressed against the wall. "You're still on my turf, and I'll do whatever the fuck I want with you. Did you really think you could escape me?"

Panic rising in my throat, I glance desperately at Scarlett and Viper.

Both of them just watch impassively, making no move to intervene.

Lyon's hand shoots out, clamping around my throat.

I gasp for air as his fingers tighten, cutting off my oxygen.

Black spots dance in my vision.

This is it.

He's actually going to kill me this time.

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