Page 20 of Savage Revenge

Yeah, I knew she’d like it. It’s the best in the world. She sits on the edge of the bed, drinking the entire thing, and I note every tiny expression she makes while she does. She’s warring with her emotions, but for the moment, she seems like a contented little kitten. Soft and sweet, but her claws could come out at any given moment.

After she’s done with the cup, she pads to the bathroom, and I switch to the surveillance screen for the ensuite. The guy who installed everything for me on short notice told me that putting a camera in the bathroom might have been taking things too far. I told him that unless he wanted to end up six feet underground in the desert, he needed to install the cameras wherever the fuck I instructed without question.

Putting cameras in the bathroom might be a bit too far, but I’ve never been one to care much about right and wrong. Besides, there’s something about watching Jordyn use the toilet,doing an act so vulnerable and personal, that makes my cock rock hard. If she were mine, she’d never have a single moment without me being close and with her one way or another. I wouldn’t always be able to be there physically, but I’d always have an eye on her. Whether she likes it or not.

I don’t move my gaze as she cleans herself up a bit in front of the mirror and then brushes her teeth. She’s beautiful, even first thing in the morning when her hair is a big, tangly mess and her face is makeup-free. I’d bet good money that she has a trail of men begging for her attention, and the thought of that makes me want to go on a murder spree. She’s far too good for any man in Las Vegas. Including me.

A few minutes later, even with the noise of my brothers talking around me, I hear her before I see her.

A sassy, sharp voice outside my office. Feminine. Andpissed.

“Get lost, Caleb,” she snaps before she storms in.

My lips twitch. Jordyn Kingston is a force. Most people, men or women, would be terrified to be in her position right now. Drugged, kidnapped, and locked in a stranger’s mansion. But Jordyn? She doesn’t back down. I respect the hell out of her for that. She’s a strong woman like my mom was. She wouldn’t take anyone’s shit, yet she was soft for my dad and for us boys. Makes me wonder about Jordyn’s soft side.

Still doesn’t mean I’m going to let her go.

Caleb chuckles as he leads her in. “I’ll be right outside the office if you need me, Miss Kingston.”

She turns and glares at him, then flips him off as he turns to leave, making his chuckle turn into a full-on laugh.

When he disappears and closes the door, she spins around to face us, her green eyes glowing like a pissed-off snake. She walks toward us like she’s not barefoot, wearing the same clothes as yesterday with no makeup on, and her hair only finger-combed.

Her eyes sweep the room, landing on me first. It sends a possessive thrill to my cock that she looked for me before anyone else. Such a good girl.

Then she looks at Beckett as he leans against the desk. Kian smiles at her when her glare lands on him as he flips a poker chip between his fingers. When she turns her scowl toward Xander, he raises an eyebrow and reclines in the armchair he’s occupying.

She scoffs. “Fuck all of you.”

Beckett lets out a low whistle while Xander actually smiles a tiny bit.

I push back from my desk and stand. “Be a good girl and sit, kitten. We just want to talk.”

Her eyes flash to me, but she sits in the other armchair and crosses her arms. The move pushes her tits up, so her cleavage is practically bursting from the silk blouse she has on. Fuck me, I can’t get distracted by that. The last thing I need is a hard-on while my brothers are here.

“How was your coffee?” I ask.

She doesn’t answer. Just stares. Defiant. Not blinking. Not biting.

My jaw tightens. I want to punish her. Teach her bratty mouth a lesson on how to answer me when I speak to her.

Xander leans forward and rests his elbows on his knees. “Where is your father? What hotel is he staying at?”

Jordyn snorts and shrugs. “I have no idea.”

“Don’t lie to us,” Kian seethes.

Her gaze moves to him, and she narrows her eyes. “I’m not. I haven’t talked to him since before they left. The last thing he told me was to listen to the other male execs because they know what they’re doing, as if I don’t. It might surprise you, but my brother is the apple of my father’s eye, not me. So unfortunately for you assholes, I don’t have the answers you’re looking for.”

“Kitten,” I say as gently as I can. “Is the business in trouble?”

“Not that I’ve seen. I oversee the financial department, and I haven’t seen anything that looks off. But again, my father isn’t exactly an open book with me. The only relationship we manage to maintain is a professional one.”

What does that mean? Why isn’t she close to her dad? How is it possible the man could favor anyone over her? If she were mine, I’d be keeping her on a leash just so I was never more than a few feet away from her.

I inwardly groan and discreetly adjust myself. The thought of actually leashing her makes my cock hard.

As she speaks, I watch her closely. Every blink. Every shift of her expression. Every single movement. She’s not lying. At least, not about this.

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