Page 22 of Poisoned Pawn

The words go through my mind, but I know they’re bullshit.

I’m on too many people’s radars after last night, and whatever Lev has dragged me into means no chance of disappearing.

My finger strokes along her collar bone, tracing the hard edges up to her shoulder and then back down again before dropping to the cup of her bra. I slip a finger beneath the edge, and all the while I watch her.

Her pupils are blown with arousal as they lock onto my lips, fingernails digging into the flesh of my forearm as her own hold on me tightens, but she doesn’t move to stop me. And that is all the invitation I need. Brushing a finger over her nipple causes a fractured moan to rumble up her throat, vibrating under my hand at her chin, and I can barely contain my own growl of approval at the sound. I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger, pinching and tugging on it as she arches her back.

“I bet you wish it was my teeth biting this hard as fuck nip,” I growl into her ear as the two women exit their cubicles and begin washing their hands. “Or maybe you need my teeth somewhere else?” I lean down over the top of her, bringing my lips to hers, then I run my tongue across her lower lip before nipping at it. “I remember the sweet taste of your pretty little cunt as I licked you clean after I made you scream while you came all over my fingers. And you did it so fucking well. Hmmmm, maybe I’ll do it again. Maybe I’ll leave my teeth marks all over you so any man that sees them knows you were mine first.”

“Oh…god,” she stutters out, and I release her chin, her hand falling away, as I quickly bring that hand up and mirror my actions on her other nipple.

“Not fucking god but close enough,” I growl and I’m just about to take this to the next level when my phone vibrates in my pocket. I ignore it, moving one hand to the button of Star’s jeans when it vibrates again at the same time as the main door is opened and shouting bursts in through the open door.

I yank my phone from my pocket and check what the fuck the emergency is.

If you’re at Gambino’s, then get the fuck out of there!

Now!

“Sorry, sweetheart, but we are going to have to do this another time.” I jump down from the loo, manoeuvring Star to the far wall by a small window. I tuck my phone back in my pocket and unlock the door, opening it just enough to see out.

“What’s going on?” Star asks, shoving my hand that’s holding her away and trying to get past me. “Let me out. My family is out there.”

I see the two women that were in here just outside the door, one is holding it open. A blood-curdling scream rents the air as one of the women jolts then hits the floor.

Star starts pulling at my jacket and yelling at me to move and let her out. I close the door quietly, clicking the lock back in place and look at the window. It’s small, and I ain’t ever fitting through that, but Star will.

Grabbing her wrists in one hand, I pin her to the wall. “Shut up. If you want to get out of here alive, then you need to be quiet and do as I say.”

“But—”

“No fucking buts, Star. They can take care of themselves. You’re going out that window, then you’re going to fucking run. You hear me. You fucking run.” Her lust filled gaze from moments ago has given away to real fear, but I don’t have time to comfort her or try to reassure her. She nods and I let her go, reaching behind her to open the little window. It springs open, and I push it as wide as it will go.

I grab my car keys from my jacket pocket and snatch a hold of her hand, slapping them into her open palm.

“These are my car keys. It’s a little beat-up old dark blue Fiesta parked just down the road. You get in and you drive. You find somewhere out of the way and wait for me there.”

“This is crazy. Do you know who my family is?”

“Of course I fucking do. Now go.”

She holds my stare for a moment, a frown creasing up her brow, then she closes her fist around the keys, shoves them into her back pocket and turns to the window.

I give her lift up, and she pulls herself the rest of the way. I watch as her feet disappear out the window followed by a thud as she hits the ground the other side.

“Go!” I whisper-yell, pulling the window shut as a loud bang echoes around the bathroom

CHAPTEREIGHT

STAR

Icollapse in a crumpled heap on the ground, dirt and grit digging into my palms as they break my fall. Thankfully the drop outside is lower than I thought, and I didn’t fall more than a few feet. I push up from the ground and get to my feet as I hear a barked out “Go!” then the window close shut.

My eyes quickly scan the area, and I realise I’m at the back of the restaurant. I can even see the back entrance. I could sneak back inside and find Roxy and Aidan, but even as the thought forms in my mind, I know it would be a mistake. Instead, I take one last look behind me at the closed window before bolting to the left and looking for a way to get back to the main road.

After I pass two other buildings, I finally see an alley leading to the main road up ahead and slow to a jog as I reach the entrance. Keeping close to the wall, I peer into the alley, but I can’t see a damn thing. It’s pitch black and the only lighting is at the far end from a lamp post along the main road that only manages to reach about a foot in.

I hesitate, looking back to where I ran from. I can’t make out anyone and wonder whether it was all a misunderstanding. What if he’s trying to trick me, to get me on my own? But I dismiss the idea. What’s happened to Roxy and Aidan and everyone else? What if they are hurt? What if they are… I shake the thought off and look back to the alley, taunting me.

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