Page 134 of Rebel Revenge

I stormed back over to my hog-tied friend and yanked the gag out of his mouth. “Code for the front door and I’ll tell her to show you mercy.”

He rattled off a simple four-digit code quicker than you could blink.

“Sweet. Thanks. Lied about the mercy by the way. See ya.”

I shoved his gag back in, cutting off the pathetic man’s howl of despair.

It was easy enough to get back into the house with the code. I stormed through the doorway, not giving a shit anymore about who saw me or tried to stop me. Until I got to Rebel, let them fucking try.

The house was quiet, no sign of my girl or her purse. So why the hell wasn’t she answering her damn phone? I knew she hadn’t given it up at the gates.

I jerked open glass sliding doors and reentered the party like a man on a mission. I knocked into people as I passed. One guy told me to fuck off but was silenced by the glare I shot him.

I was just itching for a fight. Burning to use up some of this adrenaline and frustration on someone.

From my six-five vantage point, I spotted the bright yellow of Vaughn’s Robin cape and Kian’s face full of Joker makeup.

I shoved my way over to them, heartbeat picking up with every step.

She’d be with them.

She had to be.

I just couldn’t see her ’cause she was really fucking short, and Kian and Vaughn towered over her.

My body didn’t believe my brain.

I was running before I even realized it, shoving people out of the way.

I grabbed Vaughn by the shoulder, spinning him around, searching the space between him and Kian for my girl.

“Where’s—” Kian and I said in unison, before the music cut out and a chorus of boos drowned us out.

Hugh stood up on a table, clapping and telling the crowd to settle down. “Shut up, all of you. You’ll be glad you did when you hear what I have to say.”

The look on his face was one not entirely unfamiliar to me.

I’d seen it on men before.

Men who did bad things for bad reasons.

He waved for everyone to settle down. “Now that we’re all here, and the gates have been locked, it’s time to get the party started!”

Another cheer went up from the men around us.

Hugh was clearly loving every minute, because his grin was ear to ear. “There’s drinks in the coolers. Food on the table. And every slut here has been signed away by a man as free use. So take full advantage, boys! Enjoy!”

“What the fuck does that mean?” I asked Kian.

He glanced over at me. “No idea.”

But the other men all seemed to know.

A scream came from somewhere behind me, and I spun around to watch two men chase a woman through the yard. A third man caught her around the waist and pushed her onto the ground. A circle immediately formed around them, men leering and cheering at the two grappling on the grass, him yanking her skirt up while trying to get his pants off all at once.

All around us, other circles formed, each one full of men watching while others attacked the small number of women in attendance. Even if they weren’t the ones with a woman pinned beneath them, they had their cocks out, stroking themselves excitedly, watching the attacks take place.

Bile churned in my stomach. “What the hell is this?” I asked in horror.

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