Page 65 of A Billionaire Rebel

Spencer reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a switchblade. Jae cursed, but I didn’t look over at her. He’d have to get close to hurt me with that, and my reach was a couple inches longer than his. What had me seeing red wasn’t the threat he posed to me, but rather the fact that he’d probably planned to use the knife on Jae earlier.

“Not so tough now.” He smirked at me.

I ignored the taunt. Spencer was going to assume that I’d react the same way he did, lashing out and losing my temper when provoked. Granted, I had a little less control than I did when it came to someone mistreating others, but in this sort of situation, a misstep could be deadly.

“Walk away now, and I’ll let you live.” He made a short stabbing motion with the hand holding the knife. “Shouldn’t be too hard for you to find someone willing to fuck a rich guy like you.”

“This coming from a man who raped a fifteen-year-old girl.” The words came from between gritted teeth, but I hadn’t lost my focus.

“Come on, we both know it’s not rape if she’s asking for it.”

Before I could even think of a reply to that statement, I saw movement from the corner of my eye. Spencer didn’t notice it until the picture came crashing down on his head. He dropped to the floor amid a shower of glass. I stared at Jamie, who still held the picture frame in her hands. She tossed it aside and glared down at the unconscious man.

“I didn’t ask for it.” She kicked him three times, her foot hitting his upper arm hard enough to bruise. “I. Said.No!”

For the second time this evening, she burst into tears. This time, it was Jae who embraced her, saying things too soft for me to hear.

While Jae comforted her sister, I went into the kitchen to find something I could use to tie Spencer up. The zip ties I found in a drawer worked perfectly, and I drew them tight enough to pinch, but not enough to cut off circulation, though I was tempted.

After I was sure he was secure, I picked him up by the back of his shirt and set him against the wall. I wasn’t going to risk him waking up and catching us off-guard. I nudged the knife out of his reach and made sure he wasn’t near any shards of glass he could use as a weapon. Only when I was satisfied that we were safe did I take out my phone and call 911.

By the time the operator assured me that neighbors had called about a disturbance and the cops were already on their way, Jae and Jamie had moved to the couch, and Jamie’s tears had lessened. I stayed on my feet, ready to act if Spencer so much as sneezed.

“There’s something I don’t understand.” Jae was now speaking loud enough that I could hear. “Why didn’t you tell me what happened? I would’ve believed you. Mom and Dad would’ve believed you.”

Jamie shook her head and wiped at her cheeks. “I know. It wasn’t that.” She took the tissue I offered and gave me a weak smile. “I fought him, but then he said he would do–” She took a shaky breath. “He said he’d do to Jetta what he was going to do to me unless I let him fuck me. And if I ever told anyone, he’d hurt Jetta worse.”

My hands curled into fists.

“I couldn’t let him do that, Jae. Even if I’d reported it, he’d have been out on bail, and he would’ve come after Jetta–”

“I’m going to keep my promise.” Spencer’s voice drew our attention. He glared at us, blood oozing down his face. “As soon as my parents bail me out, I’m going to fuck your baby sister. And your mom. I’m going to make you watch and then you’re going to–”

He didn’t get to finish his sentence because before I could threaten him into shutting up, Jae was on her feet, and her fist made contact with his jaw. Spencer’s head whipped to the side, thudding against the wall behind him.

“You bitch! You’re going down for assault! All of you!”

I put my hand on Jae’s shoulder when she made a move to hit him again. “Let me.”

She thought for a moment, then nodded and went back to Jae. I crouched down in front of Spencer.

“It’s a shame you fell into the couch when you went after Jamie and Jae. And if you don’t shut up, you’re going to take a few more falls before the cops get here.”

“Fuck you, Holden!” He spat. “You’re all going to jail!”

I shook my head. “You don’t get it, Spencer. You’re used to being the one with enough money and a family name to keep you out of trouble, but compared to me, you’re nothing. Whatever you think your parents are going to do for you, I’m going to come back with something twice as big. You better get it through your head that you’re done. Your ass is going to jail for a long time, and nothing is going to save you.”

I could see on his face that he didn’t believe me, but he didn’t have to believe me. I’d make good on my threat. Even if things between Jae and I were really over, I was going to make sure Spencer was an old man before they let him out. He would never hurt anyone else ever again.

Thirty-Nine

Jae

My head hadn’t stopped spinning eventhough my adrenaline had long since faded.

Spencer had been arrested, but since he had been knocked unconscious, he’d had to go to the hospital. Jamie had given him a concussion, and my right hook hadn’t done him any favors. I hadn’t let Damon lie for me, though. I’d been honest about the fact that I’d punched him after he’d been tied up. Considering what he’d done, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t get in trouble for it. And if I did, it would be well worth it.

Right now, Spencer was at the hospital with a cop at his door, and we’d been assured that once he was discharged tomorrow, he’d go straight to arraignment and then to jail. There was always the possibility of him getting out on bail, but Damon didn’t seem to think that was going to happen.

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