Page 86 of Torment

Rex finally removed the gun from Scarlet’s breast and stroked it down her side…down her leg as he slowly walked along the table. “One can always determine who a slave belongs to by the way she reacts to her true master—by the way she reacts to his touch.” Rex was pacing up and down like he was a teacher in the front of a classroom, giving everyone a lesson on slave one-oh-one.

“Although a lot of slaves—as we know—are mostly filled with fear for their masters, it’s not the fear that shows you true ownership. It’s the way the slave allows her body to suppress the fear by giving her master pleasure, and embracing her own.”

Hunter glanced from Rex to Brent, who seemed livid with anger, yet pale with panic. Hunter turned his focus back to Rex. “Enlighten me and get to the fucking point.”

Rex smiled. “Everyone out,” he ordered. “Except you, Hunter. And you.” He nodded to one of the two goons with rifles.

Brent started to protest when Rex just shot him a warning glare, and the coward stepped back, zipping his lip.

James leaned closer to Hunter and whispered, “You need to do exactly what he says. Do you hear me? Don’t try to be a hero; you will only get her killed.” And with that he turned around and walked out with the rest, including Brent.

“Oh, and please send Piper in,” Rex called from across the room, and Colton just nodded.

The moment he heard the doors slam shut behind him, the atmosphere grew thick with even more tension. There was no guessing what this fucker had in mind, what he was about to do, but Hunter could only assume it wasn’t going to be something he would like.

Hunter never took his eyes off Rex. With those calm-looking blue eyes, Hunter knew not to be deceived by them. There was something evil hidden behind those irises, something sinister, warning Hunter not to fuck with this man.

“Listen, why don’t you just give me my girl and we’ll get out of here. There’s no need for this to go any further. I just want her,” Hunter said, trying to stay as calm as possible.

Rex lifted a brow. “You’ve never heard of me, have you?”

“Just some tidbits of information here and there.”

“So then you know how much I like to play.”

Hunter narrowed his eyes. “Unfortunately, I’m not in a playful mood right now.”

“Unfortunately…I am.”

Rex and Hunter kept their eyes locked on each other. The mighty stare-off between men, neither of them willing to back down. The door opened and a petite, blonde woman wearing nothing but a thong got shoved inside.

“Ah, there she is. Piper, come here.” Rex held out his arm and she sauntered her half-naked body right to him.

Hunter took the opportunity to look down at Scarlet, and he mouthed, “I’m sorry.”

She closed her eyes, unable to say anything with the gag in her mouth. Hunter knew how much she hated to be bound and gagged, because that was what her son of a bitch cousin used to do to her. Just thinking about the fear and the panic she had to be in was tearing his fucking soul apart.

“Rex,” Hunter said desperately. “What do I have to do?”

While Rex eyed Hunter, he whispered something in Piper’s ear before she started to move around the room.

“Like I said, I’ll be able to determine whether she really belongs to you or not in seeing how she responds to you.”

And then it dawned on Hunter. “You want me to have sex with her?”

Rex nodded. “In front of me.”

Holy fuck. This guy was more than twisted. “I’m sorry, man, but exhibitionism isn’t exactly my style.”

Rex took a seat on a chair at the end of the table. “I don’t give a fuck what your style is. If you want your girl back, you don’t have a choice.”

Hunter noticed Piper starting to light candles all around the dining room. What the fuck? Did they actually think creating a romantic ambiance would get Hunter in the mood to fuck Scarlet in front of them?

I don’t think so.

Hunter squared his shoulders. “If I refuse?”

“Then I’ll get Brent to do it. Judging by the way he was all over her before you came barging in, I’m willing to bet he’d do about anything to get that dirty cock of his inside her.”

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