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“No.” His grip tightens on me. “You need to calm down.”
He walks me backward toward the door, but my eyes don’t leave Novak’s mischievous grin. The sick fucking bastard. Rage fills my veins, heating my blood.
“Ace!”
He just ignores me, letting me go and throwing me toward Theon. I try to run, but Theon’s hand snaps out, grabbing my wrist with a death grip, the force on my bruises causing me to internally wince.
“Take her upstairs, clean her up, and get her to calm the fuck down. We’ll handle Novak,” Ace commands. “We don’t need another Blais around here,” he says under his breath.
My chest heaves as I stare at Ace. The look in his green eyes promises that he’ll get answers. He turns around, walking back to where Novak is chained up. “Acid,” he demands. Theon opens the door, pushing me through so I don’t see Blais pick up the bucket, but Novak’s screams tell me all I need to know.
Theon leads me out of the basement, up to my room, closing and locking the door behind us.
He lets me go. “Get cleaned up.”
I just stand there, breathing hard, staring at the floor.
“Get a shower, princess.” I flinch at the nickname Tommy used to call me, but it doesn’t anger me when Theon uses it. When he says it, it feels more like a compliment than an insult.
I step toward him. “Theon…” I’m so angry and confused I don’t know what to say to him, so he cups my cheek with his large hand, rubbing his thumb against my skin.
“You look so beautiful with blood all over you.”
His words take me off guard, pulling my mind from what just happened downstairs. “Now you sound like Blais.” A small scoff leaves my lips.
Theon’s lips turn up into a smirk. “He might be more open about his crazy than I am, but we’re more alike than you’d think.”
I get a good look at him, noticing the anger in his eyes. “Why are you so angry, Theon?”
The smirk falls off his lips at my question and he takes a step backward, removing his hand from my cheek. That was obviously the wrong question to ask, because now he’s shutting me out again.
“Get a shower. I’ll be out here.”
I know trying to get him to talk more right now won’t help, so I head to the bathroom to shower.
I want to go back down there and get some answers starting with how the hell Novak knows so much about me. I was put on this mission to find shit on him, but turns out he knows more about me at this point than I do about him.
Grabbing the hem of my dress, I pull it up, causing something to crash to the floor.
The syringe.I still have it! With all the chaos going on with Novak, I forgot I picked it up and put it in my pocket.
Holy fuck.
I hope Theon didn’t hear that.
My shaky hands wrap around the plastic, holding it out in front of me. The guys must have been too distracted and forgot that I didn’t use this syringe on Novak. So unlike them to forget something like that, but based on how much disdain they have for Novak, it’s not surprising their focus was elsewhere.
Staring at the clear liquid, I run through my options. I could use it on whoever stays with me tonight, which sounds like it’s going to be Theon. Or I could try to hide it somewhere in here and save it if I ever need it. The thought of hurting any of them though, causes my heart to ache a little too much.
What are they doing to me?
Since the thought of hurting Theon doesn’t appeal to me, I decide to hide it and hope they don’t come looking for it.
They’ve taken just about everything in here so I’m going to have to be creative. Starting up high, I place the syringe on top of the door frame then step back to the toilet. Shit. I can see it, which definitely means those tall fuckers will be able to see it.
I grab it and hunt for a new place. My eyes roam over the light fixture above where the mirror should be. They could probably see on top of that too. If I go high, I’ll have to go really high. My gaze lands on the fan vent above the toilet.
Bingo.
