Page 90 of A Ryan Recollection

“Jessie Heaton? Twice in one week? This must be fate, right?” the familiar voice sneers. “And lucky for you I have a room here.”

Jason!

I shout for Liam but there is too much noise down here now. People are jostling through the hallway. Jason grabs my arm, opening the door to the nearest room which he has clearly just come out of and pushing me inside.

There are three other men in there and they all look up as he walks in. They all wear masks. The Grinch, an elf and a reindeer.

“Where are the girls? One is no good to us?” The Grinch barks.

“Oh, but this one is even better,” Jason sneers as he takes off his Santa mask. “She’s the one who did this.” He holds up his hand which I now see is in a cast.

“I didn’t do that,” I say but he pushes me further into the room and I stumble forward in my heels.

“Shut up. Fucking whore!” he spits.

“But where are the girls we were supposed to be hooking up with?” the elf asks.

“Couldn’t fucking find them. I think they stood us up,” Jason says with a shrug.

“So what? We all take turns on her?” The Grinch asks with a sneer as he removes his mask too. He has a dark goatee too and his eyes are similar to Jason’s.

“Exactly, bro,” Jason says, confirming they are brothers.

“Take turns on me?” I spit. “Have you lost your tiny fucking minds?”

“Did she just…” The Grinch looks at his brother. “Who the fuck is this bitch?”

I stare at The Grinch. Clearly he thinks he is somebody special. He’s dressed in a finely tailored suit. Expensive leather shoes. He wears a fancy watch too. From here it looks like an Omega. Jason’s parents were very wealthy. I remember how much he used to go on about how rich his family were. He always thought he was somebody special too.

The other two men in the room are dressed pretty similarly. I imagine they all think they have the balls to do what they’re about to. I also imagine they probably get away with crap like this all the time. But clearly they have no idea who I am.

“I told you. That whore who used to fuck me for a place to stay. The one that had her asshole, psycho husband make me watch him finger fuck her,” Jason answers The Grinch’s question.

“If her husband is a psycho is this the wisest move?” the elf asks.

“Like he could touch us,” the Grinch replies with a smug grin.

“Are you really that stupid that you think he won’t annihilate every single one of you?” I say with a shake of my head. “You don’t think he’s looking for me right now?”

The Grinch shrugs. “He can look all he wants, princess. He ain’t gonna find you down here. These rooms are private and soundproof. Those doors are made of solid steel. There are no cameras. Nobody gets in without a special keycard.”

“Yeah, I know asshole, because I-”

Before I can finish that sentence and possibly save their lives by telling them who I am so they can let me go, Jason grabs me by the throat.

“You call my brother an asshole. Do you know who he is? He has friends, bitch. Powerful fucking friends.”

“I guarantee none of them are powerful enough to save you if you don’t let me go,” I croak and he squeezes tighter.

“Let you go? When we haven’t even started yet. You’re gonna pay me back for the other night, you fucking slut! You think you can humiliate me and get away with it?”

He pushes me backward, letting go of my throat as he does. “Humiliate you? How exactly did I do that?”

He holds up his bandaged hand. “This! Making me watch you and him…” he spits out the words.

“I believe it was my husband who did both of those things. Why don’t you take this up with him?” I snarl as I take a step closer to him. “Because you are a fucking coward, that’s why. He humiliated you, but you want to take that out on me?”

He presses his face closer to mine. “No. He will feel what I’m going to do to you, you filthy fucking whore!” he hisses. “Every time he looks at you, he’s going to know what I did. Know that we all fucked your pretty little holes.” He pulls a flick knife from his pocket and flashes it in front of my eyes.

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