Page 31 of Merciless

“I’m a Creek girl, JD. And I’m more than just a whore. Or a pet. Or a toy. The men of this town can kiss my ass for all I care.”

“Interesting,” he muses before a bang comes from behind him and footsteps pound our way. “Oh, looks like our time is up, little dove. I’m already looking forward to next time.”

“Bite me,” I hiss, his eyes widening in delight.

“Promise?” He winks before Reid appears behind him.

Reid’s eyes are blazing with anger, his lips pressed into a thin line.

“What the fuck are you doing?” he barks, forcefully shoving JD away from me.

“Getting to know our new pet, Boss,” JD teases as he shoots me a cheeky glance.

“Our? I don’t remember inviting you to play with her.”

“When do I ever ask for an invite?”

A deep growl rumbles in Reid's throat before he takes a warning step toward his best friend.

“If you’re going to go at it, could you take your shirts off first and really give me a show?” I ask, making both of their faces snap in my direction.JD’s brightens with amusement while Reid’s darkens angrily.

“Go and do what you came down here to do,” Reid demands before he walks around me and thankfully turns the torrent of water off.

I want to cry out with relief as the air around me instantly warms, but I swallow it down.

Thanks to JD’s distraction techniques, the effects of the cold have been forgotten a little, making it look like I was coping better than I really was.

“I like your suggestion, Dove,” JD says, walking toward the doorway that leads to the cells. “But I think I’d much rather roll around in the puddles topless with you.”

“JD,” Reid snaps, making the man in question salute and finally disappear.

The showerhead above me continues to drip, making me shudder every time a drop makes contact.

Reid doesn’t say anything, but his presence behind me is imposing.

His eyes are on me, my skin tingles with his attention, but no words are said.

In fact, I don’t hear anything from him and the next noise that hits my ears is a painful scream from down the hallway that makes my stomach knot painfully.

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JD

I’ve got a wide smirk on my face as I push the door open to the cell farthest from where Alana sits strapped to her chair.

The basement is silent as I slip inside, although any thoughts of the sexy woman bound and soaking wet back there are ripped away the second the stench of the room hits my nose.

The man sees my shock and tries to make the most of it by rushing toward me. But the thing about being locked up in either a bright or pitch-black room for days on end with limited food means his reactions are just a tad sluggish.

I’m ready for him long before he gets to me, lifting my arm from my side and cracking him in the face.

He screams like a little bitch as his nose explodes, spraying blood everywhere.

“Was there something you wanted?” I seethe, cracking my knuckles, more than ready to land another blow on the cunt if he wants to try again.

“Fuck you,” he spits.

Honestly, I’ve no idea who this motherfucker is or what he’s done. I stopped asking questions about Reid’s intentions a long time ago. I just trust that he deserves his place down here and to be treated like the scum of the Earth he is.

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