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“Then why should I do what you ask?"
"Because, my little nightmare," his voice was mocking as he leaned in, and his scent trailed over me like silk, caressing my senses. "You want to."
I frowned, suddenly realizing that I'd tilted my face towards him, my whole body responding as if silently begging him to touch me. There was an amusement in his eyes, and a cockiness to his gaze that said he knew exactly how much I wanted to do what he asked.
"You wish, Prince Charming.” Pushing the passenger seat down, I jerked the door open. I crawled out, awkward and clumsy, wishing his car wasn’t so cramped. When I was finally free, I straightened, flipping my hair back. “Now, show me what a terrible man your father is.” I spoke with a dry sarcasm but my stomach twisted, having the feeling that I wasn’t going to like what he showed me.
Shaking his head, he chuckled under his breath and slid smoothly out his own door. I met him by his door, and he lightly placed the palm of his hand on the small off my back, guiding me through the parking deck to a side door of the building. A tall, Hispanic-looking man was standing guard outside it and Coulter approached him.
"Carlos. You didn't see her, you understand?"
Carlos only nodded once before staring behind us, ignoring us as Coulter used his key card to open the door. Grabbing my wrist, he led me down several dimly lit hallways until we entered a small room.
He didn't turn the light on, but he didn't need to for me to see a few monitors set up on a large, cheap-looking table.
They were already on and, after gesturing for me to sit, I saw that we were looking through a video feed.
The screens were focused on busy hallways, people at gambling tables, and also private rooms filled with people playing more intimate games. "Shouldn't security be here?” I asked him.
He waved me off. “There's additional security upstairs."
"What are we here for, then?"
"Patience, little nightmare." Reaching forward, he flipped on a new screen. "Scoot over."
The screen was slow to warm up, then it took a moment for me to understand what I was seeing, but when I did, I inhaled a sharp breath, my hand going to my mouth. "Is that what I think it is?"
"Depends on what you think it is.” He was doing that thing where he wasn’t looking at me again. Instead, he focused on the screen, a dull look in his eyes.
There was a room full of people and it looked like a full on orgy was happening. Except, it wasn't what I would consider a normal orgy.
There was blood everywhere.
Though the room was dimly lit, I could see it sparkle. On the floor, in the clothing, in people's hair.
Women far outnumbered the men, and my stomach churned with the cuffs and chains wrapped around their wrists and ankles. There were some women on their hands and knees, with a dick in their mouth and another in their ass. There were also whips involved, as well as knives.
I caught the look on one of the women's face, and even from my safe place perched behind the screen, I could see the deadness in her eyes.
These women were not here willingly.
There was also a man in the center of the room, tied to a chair. Black liquid spilled from his neck, staining his shirt. He was slumped over. If he wasn't dead now, he would be soon.
“I didn't know it was going to be this bad." Coulter's voice had an edge to it, and disgust etched his perfect features, revealing genuine emotion. “I’m sorry I brought you here.”
I was taken back by his apology. I pointed to the man tied to the chair, not knowing how to react to it. "Who is that?"
He frowned. "That's Mark Williams. He used to work for us."
"Did you know they were going to kill him?"
He faced me. "I told you, Aster. I'm not a good man. This man stole from my father, and no one does that and lives."
I met his eyes with a determined gaze. "I will never let you take advantage of me that way." I gestured to the screen with my hand. "I will kill myself before anyone fucks me like that."
His hand snapped out and he grabbed my wrist again, this time, digging his fingers in so that his nails bit into my skin. His eyes were fiercely intense. "I will never let anyone use you like that."
"But those girls, how can you let them--"
