Page 22 of Ruthless Souls

Let me remind you.

There was a pause, and I stared at my phone like an addict. Then, finally, another message appeared.

Next time you appear in the door while I’m fucking some nameless chick, I’ll stop everything I’m doing and have you take her spot.

I bit my bottom lip, hoping for another message. But there was nothing. I swallowed, reading his last message over and over again, then I moved my thumbs over the screen, feeling way too fucking brave again.

This time, there was no alcohol in my system.

And then?

And then…nothing.

I continued to stare at the screen, but he never replied.

I dropped the phone into my lap and covered my face with both hands, feeling as stupid as I had ever felt.

I wouldn’t be able to recover from this.

Humiliating myself was something I was getting really good at.

Chapter 10

FENDER

It was a big fucking mistake to text her but I couldn’t help it. After that night of her watching me jerk off and shooting my load on Dina, I couldn’t think of anything else.

It’s been a couple of days, and I hadn’t been at the club much. That was helpful because I knew I’d only make things worse if I would’ve seen Remedy at the club.

Today I couldn’t avoid her though.

She was sitting on the other side of the table with Agnes next to her and Jagger across from her. Unlike other days, she was completely ignoring me. But she knew I was watching her.

Her cheeks were bright red, and I heard her blame it on the hot food. She was so full of shit.

Woodrow handed her his empty bottle and nodded toward the kitchen, telling her to grab more beer.

Fucker could’ve gotten up himself. Then again, no man in this club liked to move when it wasn’t necessary.

Remedy didn’t fight it. She got up and grabbed the empty bottle, then walked over to the kitchen.

She disappeared behind the double doors, and it took me exactly three seconds before I got up to follow her.

I pushed open the doors and let them fall closed behind me again, and I moved quickly when my eyes found Remedy.

I didn’t give her the chance to turn around and face me. I grabbed her hips and pressed my body against her back. She gasped, resting her hands on the counter as she tensed up.

“What are you—”

“Don’t.” I pulled back her hair to see the side of her face, then leaned in to graze her ear with my lips. “Sure you want to know what I’d do once I get you beneath me?”

Her breathing hitched, and it took her a moment to answer. “Y-yes.”

I smirked.

Naughty baby.

I moved my right hand from her hip to her ass, squeezing it tightly, then I ran my fingers between her legs from behind, touching her soft skin right below where here jean shorts stopped.

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