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“Nobody goes down there,” I demand. “We don’t know if it’s another trap or not.”
“Got it, Prez.” Clutch repeats what I said to the others.
“Let us try to get more information outta these guys and I’ll call you back. Until then, stay in the car,” I say and hang up. I turn to Ratchet. “Get the smellin’ salts. Tech found the tunnel. We need to know where it goes. Now!”
Ratchet grabs the smelling salts and wakes up thing two. Since he’s the only one talkin’, there’s no point in wastin’ more time on the other one.
Thing two lifts his head off his chest, but struggles to hold it up.
“Where does the tunnel lead?” I ask him, getting closer to him.
“The V-v-vixen Lounge, it’s . . . it’s a sex club . . . owned by . . . by the cartel,” he stutters out. “You need . . . need a key card . . . to access the . . . elevator.”
His head falls again. Thing one sputters something inaudible. I move over to him and lift his head.
“What did you say?” I ask.
“You’ll never make it through,” he whispers.
I let his head fall back to his chest. “You must not know who we are.”
I move to the middle of the room, put my fingers to my mouth and whistle. It’s loud enough to get the guys’ attention outside, because they come runnin’ in.
“Ranger, Diesel, Raze, and Sketch, I want the four of you to stay here with these two. Slice the first one’s main arteries, let him bleed out. Keep the other one alive until I give the word,” I tell them. “The rest of you, bulletproof vests and make sure you have at least two extra clips for your gun. We need to take some for the brothers already there.
“There’s some kind of secret tunnel under the parking garage where Buster, Clutch, Kicks, and Tech are. Accordin’ to these two fucks, it leads to some kind of sex club called the Vixen Lounge. We don’t know if or how many men are in this tunnel. We’re pretty much goin’ in blind.”
“I got your back no matter what, brother,” Ranger tells me.
A round ofme too’sandyeah’s fill the barn. This is the best damn group of brothers I could ever imagine havin’. The respect and support I’ve gotten from these men are, without a doubt, the very best.
“Alright, well, let’s gear up and roll out then,” I announce and the group of us heads to the clubhouse to get what we need.
It’s just after midnight, but we’re more than ready to lay this cartel beef to rest. And I’m ready to have my woman back in my arms. When I get her back, I’m never lettin’ her outta my sight.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Athena
I’ve been standing in front of Kevin with nothing but these heels on for what feels like hours, yet I know it has only been mere minutes. He finally stands and walks toward me, circling me like a shark circling its prey. He stops behind me and runs a finger down my spine. His touch sends chills all over my body, from being repulsed and it being a sensitive spot on my body.
“I see that piece of shit biker left marks all over you. Too bad for you, you won’t ever see him again,” Kevin hisses out. He’s more of a snake than a shark. Sharks don’t hide. Snakes slither through the grass and sneak up on you. That’s what Kevin has always done—slithered through the grass to get to me.
I will see Bull again. I know I will.I tell myself. I can’t let anything Kevin says get to me. If I let him break me, there will be no coming back from it. I do everything I can to shut off my emotions.
Kevin grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back. “I said, get on your fucking knees!”
He pulls my head down forcefully to bend my legs and get me on my knees. He moves so he’s standing in front of me. With his hand still in my hair, he uses his free hand to open his pants. He pulls out his dick, which is already hard.
“You know what to do,” he says with such a malicious smile it shakes me to my core. He taps the tip of his dick on my lips, telling me to open. I comply, taking myself to a safe place in my mind. I go back to sitting outside in the back of the clubhouse, watching the sunset, and listening to the birds sing. The property the clubhouse sits on is absolutely gorgeous. Once the lockdown is lifted, I had planned to ask Bull to take me out to explore.
Kevin slams his dick deep into my throat, causing my eyes to tear up. I should be used to this, as many times as he did this when we were still together, but I’m not. He’s never been one to be gentle. He does it one more time before sliding his dick out of my mouth completely. Then he pulls me to my feet by my hair. The tears escape my eyes. But these aren’t emotional tears. They’re more of a physical reaction to the stinging I feel in my scalp from my hair being pulled too hard.
I know what comes next, I think to myself as Kevin leads me to the bed. This is playing out exactly how it did every night when we were together. He throws me onto the bed.
“Rollover,” he demands. I do as he says, rolling over on the bed, so I’m lying on my back. I stare at the ceiling and focus on Bull. He’s going to come for me. I know he will.
Before I know it, Kevin is crawling on top of me, completely naked. He’s an attractive guy and could get almost any woman he wanted. I don’t know if I’ll ever understand his obsession with me.
