Page 15 of Sing Me a Song

Fuck. That's a serious veiled threat and I can see why she's scared.

I look out the window and see that we are going in the opposite direction as the club. We head straight for Manhattan and my heart once again picks up speed.

"We're going to their office, I would assume." Sky says as she watches me begin to freak out. "According to Tiny, they bring everyone here first to sign NDAs and to agree to the terms."

"You have a choice Sky, you can decline the offer."

"Do I?" Her big brown eyes focus on me. "He stuck a knife in my mother's door. Did you Google them like I told you? Did you not see how fucked up they are?"

Do we have a choice? I want to say yes, of course we have a choice because that's the way life should be, but I think back to that alley and to last night. No, we don't have a fucking choice. Tiny went to one of these things and she said she liked it, fuck she's trying to get there again this year. Can it really be that bad dancing for a bunch of old guys?

The drive is about thirty minutes and we pull up to a glass building, the moon and stars reflecting off its surface.

"This building belongs to Deluge?"

"No, this is their management company's building." Sky answers as the driver gets out and opens the door.

We both get out and look up the length of the skyscraper. The towering frame is intimidating, just like its occupants, and I pull my jacket tighter around me.

"Let's get this the fuck over with." She growls as she storms towards a set of double doors. There's no name on this building, nothing to indicate ownership whatsoever.

The door opens before she reaches it and another guy waves her inside, he looks over to me with a raised brow.

"How the fuck do I get myself into these situations?" I mutter and follow Sky.

I walk through the door and find Sky sitting on a couch with a few other girls. There's about ten of us in here and one I recognize besides me and Sky. Diamond.

“Hey girls.” She smirks.

“Shut the fuck up.” Sky snaps at her and I cough to hide my laugh.

“I’m so excited to be here.” Diamond gushes to the girl beside her. “I love Deluge’s music. I grew up with their music playing in my household.”

“If you will follow me ladies.” A woman stands from the front desk.

All the girls follow her and I end up being the last one, dragging my feet. She leads us down one corridor and then we turn into another. I see the different record plaques on the wall, platinum, diamonds, golds…

A hand appears from a darkened office and I’m yanked inside. Before I can scream, a hand covers my mouth, and I’m shoved against the wall.

This feels all too familiar.

Chapter Eight

Tempest

Raiden.

I know it’s him without seeing him because my brain has marked his scent as unique and familiar. He’s pressed against my back, pushing me into the wall, and his nose hits my neck.

“I was hoping you wouldn’t show.” His voice is low and melodic. “I wanted to hunt you down, drag you here, and then punish you.”

His other hand grabs onto my ass-right over the cut-and squeezes. I whimper as pain skates up my back and down my leg. He rips down my leggings and slaps his hand to the cut, then chuckles when I yell into his hand.

“That’s going to be a gorgeous scar.”

I struggle until he lets me go and I shove him off me, pulling my pants back up. I turn to face him and step in closer to his body.

He doesn’t have his hood up today and even though it’s dark in here, I can still see his features. His hair is cropped short but I can see the gray at his temples, his eyes sparkle with a sinister look, and his luscious mouth is curved into a wicked smirk.

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