Page 48 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

My jaw ached. The back of my head hurt. I still felt groggy as fuck. I tried to shake it off and concentrate. I had to work out how to remedy this situation.

Frazier turned to me, his eyes narrowed and expression tense.

“You and I need to have a little talk.”

He waved the gun in my face. Didn’t surprise me that he had it and probably knew how to use it. Posh twats like him usually did some shit like clay pigeon shooting at the weekends. He did rub shoulders with some of the richest men in London. I questioned whether he acquired it legally or not, but it didn’t matter. He was the one with the weapon and I was currently incapacitated. When my head stopped spinning, I’d work out how the fuck I was going to turn this around.

“Why did you send her here, hmm? To dig up dirt on me?”

“Seems you’ve already got all the answers.”

His eyes flashed with irritation, but he paced away from me. Good. If he kept his distance, he’d be less likely to see me trying to get out of these fucking cable ties. Each ankle was attached to the chair legs and my hands were in front of me. He should’ve fucking had them put behind me. Idiot. Then again, Frazier had likely hired a bunch of thugs to knock me out and bring me here, so they weren’t to know I was ex-army. That would be his first mistake.

I shifted a little, testing how much resistance they had. Eying them, I noticed they weren’t heavy duty. I could probably snap them if I put my weight behind it. It just meant waiting for the right moment. Bide my time and when I did get the fuck out of them, I’d fuck Frazier up. He wasn’t coming out of this encounter with me alive. The cunt had given my wife to Tristan. That was fucking unacceptable. Not to mention all the other shit he’d done to women over the course of his lifetime. I dreaded to think how many and the extent of the damage he’d inflicted on them all.

“What did you send her here for?”

“As if I’m going to tell you shit.”

He took a deep breath and turned on me. Dark eyes blazed with unconcealed fury.

“You’ll fucking talk or I’ll put a bullet in your head. Then you won’t see your precious Avery again. And don’t try bullshit me into thinking there’s nothing between you, because she admitted it. She’s in love with you.”

“What’s it to you anyway?”

His eyebrow raised.

“She didn’t like being called your whore. In fact, she cried when I threatened to kill you. Tell me, Aiden, was telling Tristan to let her go an act? Is she your whore? Have you enjoyed abusing that little cunt of hers to get back at her father? I bet Mitch is turning in his fucking grave. You’ve had her for months now. I saw you two together before New Year. Black Night didn’t seem like your type of haunt, but you were there with her and that Benson boy.”

I clenched my fists but kept my expression neutral. He’d called my wife a whore to her face. The fucking prick. Avery had never been that to me. She was the sun. The only light I had in all the fucking darkness.

There was no point me denying I knew Avery and that we’d been together. Not when he’d seen us when I’d taken her out on that date so she’d come back to me, but I could keep my emotions out of it. I could lie to Frazier’s face about my feelings for her. Then he couldn’t use those against me. I’d be fucking damned if I was going to show that mother fucker how much his words cut into me like a knife.

“What do you want me to say, Frazier? You’ve worked it out yourself.”

“I want to hear it out of your own goddamn mouth. Is she your whore?”

“Yes.”

It killed me to say that, but fuck, there was no other way. A grin spread across his face. It made me sick.

“I made her fall in love with me so she’d do what I wanted, but I don’t give a shit about her. Why would I? She’s Mitchell’s daughter.”

His grin got wider. He was such a sadistic fuck. Clearly got off on knowing I tricked her into thinking I cared about her. That was so far from the fucking truth it was laughable. I was so fucking glad she wasn’t here to hear any of this. She wouldn’t believe it, but it’d break her heart and I couldn’t abide by the thought of that.

“How did you do it? How did you convince her?”

I shrugged.

“I told her the truth. Figured she’d come around eventually if she knew how fucked up you all are. Wasn’t hard when you have access to your employer’s security footage.”

He nodded slowly, putting his hands behind his back and pacing in front of me.

“Quite the talented hacker. I’ve wanted you on my team for a while, but you always refuse the request from Chuck. I don’t forgive consistent denials easily.” He paused, cocking his head to one side as he paced. “That little bitch doesn’t spread her legs for just anyone. You must’ve laid on the charm. Anyone can see why a woman would fall at your feet.”

I almost laughed. Heck, I’d tried to stop it all happening. I hadn’t wanted to want her. I certainly didn’t pursue a physical relationship with her, but the pull had been impossible to resist. The need to have her submission. And when she’d given it… fuck it was the best thing to ever happen to me. Her body was my solace. Her love was my balm. Her kind and perfect soul, my salvation.

“She can’t get what I give her anywhere else. I showed her what she truly needed.”

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