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And I was. I had snuck out at night for months to kill those women in hope I would come across one of the Savages, always sticking to the same area. I always chose women who were followers of David.
It took me hours to take them apart and make sure they were in places journalists would find. Having to sneak in and out of the compound, ditch my bloody clothes, and hide a murder weapon got old—fast.
Tito and Grady were my lucky break. I had stumbled upon their secret meetings entirely by accident. I’d been trying to make it back to my room before Jinx woke up and saw the bloodstains on my hands.
Romero looked at his friends and did some sort of silent communication bullshit before taking a step back, letting me go. I sat up, just to be pulled off the table and spun around. My palms hit the wooden surface as he gripped me from behind.
The scene at the other end of the table had me clenching my jaw and balling up my fists.
Grimm had a machete resting on top of Arlen’s head. She had her eyes trained on me, looking rightfully terrified.
“What do you have to offer that would benefit me in any way?” Romero asked.
“I know where my uncle meets with his delegates.”
At my words, a pregnant silence ensued.
“Okay, now we’re getting somewhere. I’m going to make you a deal, Pixie. Listen to me very closely. You’re going to take me to this supposed meeting place.” He pressed himself into me and slightly lifted me up by the throat. “And you’re going to give me something I want…”
When he didn’t immediately finish his sentence,
my thoughts ran wild. If he asked for where I’d been or where I came from, I couldn’t tell him—I wouldn’t.
Outside of that, I had no idea what he was playing at. I didn’t have anything. I had no home, no money, and no resources. Come to think of it, I was a bit pathetic. I truly had nothing and I felt the need to apologize for it.
“I’m sorry, but––”
“I want you.”
My brain froze, hitting an embankment of confusion. I was quickly becoming irritated with his blunt responses. The manhandling didn’t bother me much. I actually kinda liked it, though I preferred it to be under different circumstances. “You already—what do you mean, you want me? We just did that whole thing…upstairs.”
“I did that whole thing upstairs. You just sat there. Why wait to make it official? We even have three attentive witnesses.”
“Witnesses…you want me to marry you?”
“This goes deeper than marriage.”
His tone was so serious I fell off my train of thought. No one laughed or commented at his statement.
What could be deeper than a marriage?
If vowing to honor, forsake, and cherish till death wasn’t enough for this man, then he was a little too high maintenance.
I was so damn confused, and it was hard to think clearly when his hard dick was pressing into me through his jeans and Arlen’s life was a blink away from ending. I tried to articulate my uncertainty in a way that wouldn’t offend him and get me potentially killed along with her.
“You want all my knowledge and you want me in a way you’re being purposely vague about? That doesn’t seem like a very fair deal to me.”
“I’m not a fair person.”
“Oh, you don’t say? I hadn’t noticed.”
“Cali, let me tell you what’s about to happen if you don’t agree.”
He forced me to arch my back, making me feel every bit how hard he was.
“I’m going to make you watch my brothers destroy every hole on your friend’s body before they take off her head while I fuck your sweet little ass.
“And after all that, I’m still going to get what I want. I’d just treat you like all the other bitches that come here and beg to be a part of my world, a world they wouldn’t last sixty seconds in. Do you know what we do to them, pretty girl?
