Page 92 of Clash
“Sure, Alex, what do you want me to ask her?”
“I was wondering if you could be my daddy someday?”
Yeah, that was like a swift punch to the heart. That kid really knew how to make someone melt. Tears pricked my eyes as I looked down into the innocent gray pools of his.
“My daddy is really mean. And I like you. I think you’d make a great daddy. So, do you think you could ask her for me?”
“You want me to ask her if I can be your daddy?”
“Yeah!” he shouted, then quieted down when everyone else looked over. “But only if you want to.”
I couldn’t help it, I grabbed that kid in my arms and squeezed him so fucking tight, I’m sure he couldn’t breathe. In a few short months this kid had completely dismantled me, and I was soft as fuck because of him.
“Mr. Clash, you’re squeezing me too tight.”
Laughing, I let him go. Legit tears pricked my eyes, beaming as I looked into this kid’s innocent gray eyes—eyes that matched his mother’s. “I would love that, Alex!”
“Yay!” he shouted, doing a little dance. “Make sure you ask Mommy. She gets mad if I don’t ask her things first, so don’t tell her I already asked you, okay?”
“Okay, Buddy. You go have fun playing video games.”
My gaze never left them as they disappeared toward one of the back rooms, my heart growing three sizes in my chest.
I felt someone come up behind me, and then the tickling of my hair as someone whispered in my ear, “You’re a fucking goner, Clash.” Snyder stepped around me, laughing like a moron as he tried to catch his breath. “I never thought I’d see the day when the almighty Clash fell for someone. Let alone a woman with a kid. You hate kids.”
“Not that one. Anyway, fucker, leave it alone, or I’m going to wipe the floor with your face.”
He held up his hands, backing away from me as he continued to chuckle. But nothing was going to damper my spirits right now, or deter me from finding Gina.
Because once I saved her, I was never letting her go ever again.
34
“I’m not paying you to fucking manhandle my wife. I’m paying you to help me grab her and my son!” Eric’s voice boomed as the van doors shut, locking me inside. I could hear his muffled voice outside the doors, and my skin crawled again, like a thousand angry fire ants were invading my skin.
“What do you mean you lost my kid? How fucking stupid are you two? If you think I’m going to pay your asses for only bringing me one of them, you’re sadly fucking mistaken. Now tie her the fuck up and follow me!”
The front doors of the van slammed shut, and I heard one of the guys grumbling from the front seat. “Fucking bastard. He says he’s not going to pay us unless we find the kid. He wants us to tie her up.”
I felt my hands being bound behind my back with ropes, and then my ankles bound the same way. I was utterly defenseless. The other man in back with me pulled me against him so I was practically sitting on his lap, making me silently curse myself for wearing a dress today.
“Well, if he won’t pay us, then maybe we can get our payment in other ways?”
I felt his filthy hand move down my front again, stopping just between my legs. I was powerless against the unwanted touching.
“You like it when I touch you, don’t you, pretty girl?”
“Fuck you!” I hissed, throwing my head back to head butt him. My head connected with his chin, and he roared out, gripping me by the throat with one hand while his other hand found its way into my panties.
“You’re going to pay for that, skank!” His calloused fingers found their way to my slit, then moved down until a few of his fingers were inserted inside of me. After a few thrusts, my walls slickened, my body falling victim to his unwanted touch. “Damn, Ratt, she’s wet as fuck. The little bitch likes it.”
“No, I don’t,” I cried, my body betraying me as he kept touching me unwantedly. “Stop fucking touching me!”
“Oh, I’m going to do more than just touch you, bitch. I’m going to fuck you until you bleed.”
“Save some for me, fucker,” Ratt said from up front. “Don’t keep her all to yourself, Weasel.”
An involuntary moan escaped out of me, and I felt him get hard.Fuck, I can’t believe this is happening.“Head butt me again, bitch, and I’ll make it more than fucking hurt. I’ll slit your goddamn throat.” His grip tightened around my throat, and I felt his tongue bathe the side of my face. “I’m gonna fuck that pretty little pussy of yours, and you’re gonna like it. I better hear your moans, otherwise I’m going to put some bruises on that pretty little face.”
