Page 148 of Spark

“Sorry for what? Because you got caught?”

She blinked.

“I’m so stupid,” she barely breathed, and it just made me angrier.

“Allow me to educate you,” I growled and flipped her over.

I was inside her in seconds, ripping her dress to shreds and punishing her with my cock, filling her with my cum while she filled the air with her moans of ecstasy. She was fucking soaking for me, her core burning with liquid heat and calling me home. She might hate me, but she loved the way I took her body over the edge. Every. Single. Time. I could lose myself in her for days, and that was exactly what I planned to do, right after I made my final point.

My hand gripped her throat and pulled her toward me. “Who do you belong to, Jaden?”

She closed her eyes tightly, more tears spilling as she fought to deny the one question that she hated to admit. When she hesitated to answer, I felt my anger seethe again. “Answer me, little girl.”

Jaden made a gasping sound before she finally opened her eyes. “You,” she said on a sob.

Pressing my lips to hers, I rewarded her with tenderness, but only for a brief moment. Easing my grip on her throat, I kissed each one of her tears away, reminding her of what happens when she listens.

“I’ve been so good to you these last few weeks. I’ve given you so much of my time, my love, my affection. Shown you how good I can be to you, but even after all that, you still don’t want it. You’d rather betray me instead.”

Her body shook as more soft cries left her.

“Oh, Jaden. I’m so disappointed.”

“I can’t do this anymore,” she whispered, her beautiful face flushed with the dark shadow of defeat.

“You can. And I’m going to show you how. You’re going to learn what happens to those who betray me. And I’ve got quite the show planned for you, princess.”

“Oh, God,” she breathed, closing her eyes and shaking her head. “No.”

“Oh, yes. Now, let’s go. We don’t want to keep our guest waiting any longer.”

Pulling away from Jaden’s warmth, I righted myself and then lifted her from the floor to bring her to her feet. Fixing her ruined dress, I managed to cover enough of her, and then gripped her arm to tug her out of the house and back toward the shack. That was where the real fun was going to begin, and I couldn’t wait to get started.

* * *

Darren dragged me out of the house and out toward that wretched shed while his fucking cum dripped down the inside of my leg. I was grateful my dress was long enough to hide it. Looking toward the shed, I realized hadn’t been back there since the torture of the gardener, and it had me wanting to pull away, but I knew there was no chance he’d allow that. I just hoped whatever poor soul was down there was not someone I knew and by some small miracle actually deserved what was likely about to happen.

Pulling me down the stairs to the basement level, I could hear voices and laughter until several of Darren’s men confirmed them. Scott leaned against the corner of the room while ten of Darren’s guards stood around in a circle, surrounding one man. They fanned out as we entered, making way for Darren to take command. Some men I recognized, Eric with his missing ears, others from around the estate, and Clive and Owen, who made their way to my side as Darren left me with them.

“You all know why you’re here,” Darren said calmly, entering the circle. “We have a traitor among us.”

The men around him cheered their vulgarity and roared with approval, and it made my stomach churn. The other man he was facing didn’t look as I expected him to look. He was fit, albeit not as tall and built as Darren, but he looked like he could have been one of his guards. Bald head, dark scruff around his face and bloodshot eyes; he looked tired but ready for something. “You all know the rules. No one interferes, and only one person walks away.”

I looked on in confusion, my heart palpitating with fear as I came to the conclusion of what was going on here. “He’s going to fight him?” I asked Owen.

“Yes. And you are to watch every second of it.”

“What if he loses?” I asked.

“He won’t.”

“What if he did?”

“Then he would be dead, and Brian would walk away a free man.”

So, that means he’s obviously never lost. Fuck.

Brian threw the first punch, missing Darren by a mile as he quickly dodged out of the way, a wide smile on his face as he moved. He was going to enjoy this fight, and I had a feeling it was going to end with blood.

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