Page 43 of A Game of Secrets

"OK Daddy, this is a game of secrets. I have a secret and you have to guess what it is.” I’m praying he plays along because I need him.

“A secret? You can’t keep a secret from Daddy. Maybe I should just spank it out of you.” He says, as he grabs hold of my throat.

“While that sounds like fun Daddy, I’d much rather you fill me up with your huge cock!” God I deserve an Oscar for this performance.

“Hmmm now you’re talking baby! Tell me again how big my cock is, I bet you can feel it digging in your ass. It’s so fucking hard for you, baby.”

I try really hard not to laugh, there’s nothing digging in my ass, apart from his boney knee. How the fuck did I end up with pencil dick after an adonis like Cole. Fuck this, I can’t play this stupid game anymore. I need Theo to take the bitch out so I can get back to my man.

“How about I tell you a bit of the secret and you can see if you can guess the rest?” I offer, he nods for me to continue. “There’s a new little bird that has caught the brothers’ eyes. She isn’t who she seems……who am I talking about?” I ask.

“How the fuck should I know who they’re interested in. Wait, I do know the answer, it’s that girl from the fight. I saw Silas fucking her in the changing room and Cole took her home. Is my baby feeling left out now because the brothers have a shiny new toy? Don’t worry baby, I’ll look after you.”

“She isn’t a shiny new toy Theo! She’s dirty Irish scum!” Oh shit! Did I say that out loud? Theo stands, making me fall to the floor.

“What did you say?” He roars, grabbing me by the throat again raising me up to the tip of my toes. “Irish scum? You better start talking now because it would be a shame to ruin such a pretty face.” This hasn’t gone at all like I planned it too.

“Lucille! The girl Silas was fucking, she’s Max Costellos sister!” I gasp, Theo looks down at me, his grip loosens slightly as he processes the new information. I reach up and hold on to his hand, using it to help me stand.

“Does Silas know who she is?” he asks. I can see a plan forming in his head. I ignore his question, I need to make sure he does my bidding in whatever plot he’s formulating.

“That’s not all Daddy, that blonde bitch is married too! Can you believe it? She’s a rat, has to be!” I say, hoping he will take the bait.

He stares at me, eyes deep in thought and then laughs. "This is great, maybe you should befriend her, see if we can get her to spill any information about those Irish bastards," he tells me.

"Seriously? Do I have to? Can't we just get rid of her?" I whine at him. I’m losing my grip on the situation. Trust him to turn this into something else. I need him angry and out for blood.

"Look, I know you don't like her pawing at Cole but we need to get the information first then we can sell her off. I have some clients that would pay a pretty penny for a girl that looks like her. Do you know the name of her husband? Maybe we can sell her to him," he explains. Oh that's a good idea. Why hadn’t I thought of that?

"His name is Vincent James Holland but I want a cut of the price you sell her for Theo." I demand.

"Of course baby. We can come to some agreement. You did good bringing this to me. Let Daddy treat you for being such a good girl. Get on your knees and I’ll let you suck my cock," he says, forcing me down. Hardly feels like a reward but I’ll do anything if it means Lucille disappears.

I open my mouth and let him prod my tongue with his little cock. It’s like giving a straw a blowjob. I try not to laugh at the thought and let my memory drift to the last time Cole fucked my face in his office, well before he kicked me out.

Spurts of warm cum hit my face, bringing me out of my daydream. Nice. I look up at Theo through the cum hanging from my eyelashes and try not to gag. He pats me on the head and falls back on the sofa with a satisfied huff. “You can let yourself out,” he says before swiftly falling asleep.

“Charming,” I whisper to myself as I stand up to find a bathroom. I find one by the front door and clean up. Thankfully none of his cum got in my eye. I don’t need a dose of pink eye to top off this week.

I grab my purse and a bottle of vodka from Theo’s bar, a well deserved treat if you ask me. He’s fast asleep now, curled up like a little baby in the fetal position across his couch, murmuring about Irish scum and retribution. I smile as I close the door behind me and head to my car. While tonight might not have gone exactly to plan, I do have Theo on my side. It’s only a matter of time before that blonde bitch gets what she deserves. This is going to be so much fun!

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Chapter 24

Silas

I'm seething. How could this have only just come to light? She's married and not only that, all signs point to it being an abusive relationship. I've wanted to protect her since the moment I laid eyes on her. Now I find out that some creep who vowed to have and to hold her, from that day forward, for better for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish has likely beat her black and blue. Those vows meant shit to this Vincent James Holland. If I had made those vows she'd have been treated like a princess, worshiped night and day.

I slam my fist against the table in a rage, I want to smash someone's face in but I won't do that until I have answers. I'm not sure if I'm angry that she married someone who isn't me or that her judgment is lacking. I mean obviously I'm fuming at her being abused and having to run away from her life with her baby, but part of me is glad she's away from the fucker and now in our sights. My jealousy that she loved someone else enough to marry them almost matches my anger at her being hurt. I feel an itching need to see her, to hold her and make sure she is safe. I decide then and there that I can't sit here for a minute longer. I need to hear from her sweet angel voice what that prick has done to her. I can't take the what ifs, but mark my words, if he's hurt her in any way, he's going to wish he was a dead man because what I'll have in store for him will be a God damn crucifixion.

I stand and make my way towards the door, grabbing my jacket and shrugging it on in a hurry. I head out the back to avoid Cole and Linc seeing me leave the building. I don't want Linc to talk me out of this and I certainly don't want Cole to try to join me in this endeavor. I do however type out a quick text to Quinton to let him know I've left the club to deal with personal business if anyone should need me.

I jump into my Porsche, I check my watch it’s 15:15, from the intel that has been fed to me from the surveillance team I have on Lucille, she should be picking up Teddy from Kindergarten. I put my foot down and burn through the city. I make my way towards Teddy's school, as I arrive I notice her car. She's bent over buckling Teddy in so she doesn't notice me parked up across the street, the curve of her ass has my trousers tightening on sight. She moves to the driver's seat and pulls away into traffic. I follow her in my car from a distance. I expect her to drive straight home but instead she stops off at a grocery store. I park my car at the other end of the parking lot and I watch as she gets her son out of the car and walks hand in hand into the store.

Teddy is chatting away to his mom, you can see the boy adores her. She is smiling at him and playfully chatting away. I decide to make my move, I need to speak with her. Getting out of my car, I make my way into the store and grab a cart. Some of the staff and public look my way. I'm a big guy, kind of hard to miss, plus my tattoos don't make me look like the average guy that comes into a nice grocery store like this. I look around the aisles, I grab a few items so I blend in, milk, bread, cheese, apples. Then I see her at the other end of the aisle, she's radiant, beautiful. I'm captivated by her. Her blonde hair is tied up in to a ponytail, I imagine holding it whilst fucking her from behind, pulling my hand through my hair to snap myself out of my fantasy. I make my way towards her, knowing this is my moment to bump my cart into hers. "Oh my goddess, I'm so sorry!" she exclaims before her eyes meet mine and a look of horror plasters her face.

"It's alright la mia luce, I'm happy to have run into you," I say, smiling at her.

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