As soon as Kian gets in the front seat, he tells the driver to head to the hospital.
Quinn’s head pops up. “I don’t need to go to the hospital.”
The fuck she doesn’t. A man put his hands on her. When she told him no.
“Yes, you do,” I say before Kian gets the chance.
She turns her head to look at me, her lashes still wet. “I’m not hurt. He just pushed me around and then slapped me when I shoved him away after he tried to kiss me. I’m fine.”
She’s fine.
Fine.
Jesus Christ.
I should put her over my knee right now and spank her ass until she understands that what just happened is nowhere close to fucking fine.
Before I can say anything, she slides her warm fingers into my short beard, curling them so her fingernails scrape against my skin.
“Please,” she whispers when I look down at her. “I just want to get into my bed.”
Shit.
“Head to my apartment building and pull into the garage so we can skip the lobby.”
The driver nods. He and Kian stay silent while I hold her on my lap, my dick digging into her ass. I wish I could rein it in, but I don’t think there’s anything I can control when I’m around Quinn. Obviously, I can’t say no to her. Is this how I felt with Nicola in the beginning?
Her nails run over my jaw, and she looks up at me with the saddest eyes I’ve ever seen.
He’s going to die. It’s going to be painful, and he’s going to wish he never set foot in our fucking city by the time I let him take his last breath.
“I’m going to kill him.” The words are soft, but I leave no question that I’m serious.
“Xander,” she pleads. She knows I mean it, and I think she knows, no matter what she says, I’m going to do it. From the dozens of prior addresses I saw on her background check, I’m pretty sure Quinn isn’t a stranger to the dark side of this city.
I pin her with a stern look, then lean in so my mouth is right next to her ear. “Don’t argue with Daddy, or I’ll have to punish you.”
Her breath catches, and she stills, then pulls back to stare at me. As if she just realized my cock is pressing into her, she shifts her hips, and the tiniest whimper escapes. I think she tried to keep it to herself, but it didn’t work, and that little noise only makes me harder.
“Fuck,” I groan and press back into the headrest, using the palm of my hand to pull her to my chest for the remainder of the ride. “Close your eyes and rest, baby.”
She slides her arms around my waist and sighs, giving me the moment of silence I need to get myself under control.
The last thing Quinn needs is me trying to fuck her after some bastard assaulted her. What she needs is for me to hold her all night. To check her over for injuries and kiss away any I find. To take care of her in a way I don’t think she’s ever had.
She might not like it at first.
Too bad for her, I’m the one in charge.
CHAPTER 16
Quinn
YES, DADDY
One second,I was taking a break and running to the bathroom to pee, and the next, I was grabbed from behind. When he spun me around and backed me against the wall, and I saw it was the guy who told me I had a beautiful smile, I tried to push him off nicely. But then he gripped me and kissed me, and I shoved him back. That guy is hot. There’s no question about it, but everything about it felt wrong. So, so wrong. Just having his hands on my skin made my stomach twist. It didn’t feel like it does when Xander touches me.
In the car, Xander’s cock is torturing me. Every turn, bump, and stop, it rubs against that delicate spot that makes me tremble. Again, the complete opposite feeling I got when that asshole pressed himself against me. I wanted to throw up.
