Page 18 of Property of Mercy
“The fact you believe that the choice is yours is truly baffling.”Mercy’s dark look causes two very different reactions.
Narrowing my eyes, I don’t say anything.
Mercy tightens his hold on my hair, releasing my throat as he takes a seat on the side of the bed.“Now I’m going to sit here and make sure you follow the instructions given.Are we going to have an issue?”
Swallowing hard, I try to shake my head no, but hiss in pain when it causes my hair to pull at the stitches running along my temple.“No issue.”
“Good girl,” he praises, letting go of my hair and reaching for the sandwich that was left on the side table earlier.
He holds the plate out to me, watching me closely as I pick it up and take a bite, not looking to see what kind it is.I eat the entire sandwich under his watchful eyes before taking the water bottle from him and drinking half of it.Then he hands me two pills that I swallow while finishing the water, never breaking eye contact with the predator stalking me.
“I’ve done what you demanded.Now what?”I question him.
Mercy leans into me with his hands on the bed near my hips.I can feel his next set of words as they plant into my soul.“You haven’t even begun to submit to my demands.You will, and when you do, your entire being will beg for me.”
I open my mouth, and for once, nothing comes out.I want to scream that he’s full of shit—that I’ll never do it.Only my body has other ideas as my core tightens and my nipples are hard.I’m arching into him.He doesn’t move, just continues watching me closely, as if daring me to react.Mercy's eyes undergo a shift as we continue to sit and lock eyes, causing the shutters to close once more, concealing what was momentarily revealed.
Mercy’s eyes narrow ever so slightly before he jerks away.“Now you sleep.I have some shit to do.There will be a man on the other side of the door, so don’t try to leave this room.”
With some space between us, it seems my brain comes back online.“And if I decide I don’t want to sleep and instead dig through your stuff, then what?”
Mercy gives a slight shrug and a tilt of his head before turning to walk over to his desk, taking the hard chair and placing it to the left of the door.I watch as he pulls his phone from his pocket and shoots off a message.I swear in less than thirty seconds there is a knock on the door.Mercy turns pulling it open to reveal the same man that had brought me to this room to start with.
Mercy steps back, waving the man in.“You will sit in that chair and keep watch.She is to sleep and sleep only.If for any reason that is not what she does, then you will pay for her disobedience.”
My jaw drops at his words as an angry flush covers my face.Mercy glances back at me before making his way over and uses his knuckle under my chin to close my mouth.
“Might not want to sit there with your mouth hanging open.I might just fill it with my cock,” he states, as if it’s the most natural thing in the word.
Glaring at the giant asshole, I ask, “If I have to pee, then what?Just pee in the bed like a child?”
“If you do, then I’ll just have to spank your ass red,” Mercy drawls before pulling away and focusing his glare on the man now sitting in the chair.“Out of bed for bathroom, and that’s all.No conversation between the two of you.You're here as a guard.”
“Heard,” is all the man says from his seat, not once looking at me.
“Sleep, Little Lamb.I’ll be back when my shit is done,” Mercy tosses over his shoulder as he leaves the room, turning the light off as he goes.
Sitting in the dark, I finally let my mind run away with the reality that the whole reasoning I went into hiding is now my keeper.Laying down, I let the memories of the few months I had with Jenny and the conversations of her brothers play in my head like a sitcom.I try to rationalize that there is no way.That there is more than one girl named Jenny in the world.
Yeah, but do all of them have scary brothers that threaten your life every week if she isn’t kept safe?That pesky voice in my head taunts.
Laying down, I let my eyes fall closed, hoping with everything I have left in me I’m wrong and it’s just some cosmic coincidence.
11
MERCY
Stepping into the hallway, I release all the air from lungs and roll my shoulders before adjusting my rock-hard cock.Fuck.The idea of taming the fire in Paisley is going to keep me in a constant state of needing to fuck.The sound of music and loud voices catch my attention.Making my way down the hall and into the great room, I take in who all is here.
I find Raider sitting at the bar talking with Hermes.The look on his face tells me that whatever they’re talking about isn’t good.I start across the room, needing a stiff drink and maybe another fight.When I make it to the bar, Charlie gives me a bright smile and makes her way over to me.
“You want your usual?”she asks me.
I give her a nod as I take the stool next to Raider.He eyes me over his shoulder before going back to Hermes.Charlie hands me my Scotch and beer before making her way down the bar to Pope and Remedy, who are laughing with a couple of club bunnies looking to warm their beds for the night.Shaking my head, I grab my beer, getting ready to find a corner to sit in and be left the fuck alone when a hand lands on my arm.Tensing for a fight, I look down and find a tattooed hand, following it up to find Raider still talking to Hermes.
“Is there a fucking reason you’re holding onto my arm?”I snap.The feeling of him grabbing me making my skin crawl.
Raider turns to me, speaking low.“Do me a favor and find a table in a corner.I need to talk with you about a couple of things.”
