Page 17 of Bound by Desire
Fuckinghell.
The water does nothing to tame the beast inside me. Going back is a really bad idea. It could do so much fucking damage, but I can’t let her stay here, and no way in hell am I calling Nox to come get her. They don’t know where I’ve been, and they don’t need to know. I’ll take her there, drop her off, then get thefuckout.
The problem is, when I get out of the bathroom, she’s passed out, asleep on my couch. And fuck, it looks like she hasn’t slept or eaten in days. I’ll let her sleep, feed her, then takeherhome.
Yes, I can give her the night, but tomorrow, she goes home, and sodoI.
ChapterSix
My cell ringsthe next morning. Looking at the screen, I see it says unknown caller. Swiping it, I take the call, knowing at least it’s not the cuntbitch.
“Yeah?”
“Rylie?” a woman’s voice comes over thephone.
I wipe the sleep from my eyes, my mind instantly connecting the voice to theperson.
“Princess?”
She chuckles. “Thatobvious?”
“What’s up?” This is totally strange. First, how the hell did she get my number? Second, what the hell does Princess Cruz want with me? Third, did I fuck something up last night I shouldn’t have? The thoughts continue as I listen for herreply.
“You’re coming to work for me.” It’s not a question; it’s astatement.
Bolting up from the bed, the sheets fall to my waist. The sudden chilly breeze sends goose bumps on my flesh through mytanktop.
“That’s nice and all, but nothanks.”
“Just listen for aminute.”
I say nothing, giving her the cue tocontinue.
“My head of security at X put in his two weeks’ notice about a week and a half ago. Gar, the guy who was supposed to be watching you girls, was up for the job. Last night proved he’s not ready. Iwantyou.”
Not gonna lie and say I’m not good, because I am. That’s why Schade pays me the way he does. It’s also why I don’t need another job to sustain my simple lifestyle. Another serious reason is, I’d be in the fold with the Ravage MC. Putting a big target on my back isn’t really a moveIwant.
“Appreciate it, but it’s not a good idea.” Even as a rush of adrenaline fills me, I know it’s best tostayaway.
“Not takin’ no for an answer. You can stay with Schade; we’ll work around those hours. And I’ll pay ya double whatSchadedoes.”
I fall back to the bed in a puff of sheets and blankets. Double? Double what Schade does? She obviously has no idea what he pays me. There’s no way a strip club would want to fork out that kind of cash when they could find someone a hell of a lot cheaperthanme.
“You do realize how much Schade pays me,right?”
She laughs over the line. “A fuck of a lot. That’s why I know you’re good. The best come at aprice.”
A chuckle escapes me. She’s damnpersistent.
“Thanks, but really, I don’t need another jobrightnow.”
“Tell me what the hang up is, and I’ll take careofit.”
“Anyone ever tell you you’re damnpersistent?”
The phone moves like she switched ears. “All the time. Tell you what; meet me at the clubhouse at one. I’ll pull my husband and a few others together, and we’ll talk about what you need. Told you, you will workforme.”
I shake my head as I look up at the ceiling. No one bosses me around. And no one puts restrictions on me. Not even Princess, the head ol’ lady of the Ravage MC. Nothappening.
