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I swallow the bile in my throat as I try to break free of his hard stare. But he has me ensnared. Trapped. And although he’s not touching me, he’s determined to make it hurt.
“Come here.” He beckons me with a tilt of his chin, and despite the fact that I know nothing good is going to come of it, my body follows orders.
His fingers dig into my jaw and he forces me to watch him fuck the whore on his lap.
“You see that, baby? That should be yours.”
“What the fuck?” someone roars, and I glance up to find Jayden standing in the doorway, a murderous expression on his face. “Zoe?”
Her eyes widen with horror. “J-Jay?”
“What the fuck are you doing with my sister, Macker? My kid sister.”
Kian holds up his hands slowly. “She came here looking for a good time.”
“So you thought you’d just—"
“Relax.” Levi appears, his eyes catching mine. The blood drains from his face when they move past me to Warren fucking the girl as if we’re not all here.
He mumbles something to himself before turning his attention on Zoe. “Zo, let’s go. Now,” Levi barks, and she reluctantly clambers
to her feet.
“Call me,” she says to Kian over her shoulder.
“Go get in the fucking car, now.” Jayden pushes her out of the room, a chill zipping through the air when he settles his gaze back on Kian.
“Lay a single finger on my sister, and I’ll kill you.” He takes off after her, leaving Levi behind.
“You need to rein in your boy, Miller.” Kian scrubs his jaw.
“It’s his sister, man. She’s barely fifteen.”
“People know what they’re getting into when they turn up here.”
“Yeah, well next time, shut the door in her face.” Levi hesitates.
“Something else you need?” Kian asks over the sound of skin slapping and Felicia’s moans.
When Levi’s sympathetic gaze flicks to mine, I want the ground to open up and swallow me whole.
I want to go with him.
But we both know I can’t.
Chapter Twelve
Conner
"Get your ass to my house now," Levi barks down the line the second I answer my cell. Music booms in the background, telling that he's at some Friday night Heights party.
"Is she okay?" I ask in a rush. We all know too well the kind of shit that goes down at some of those parties.
"Can you get there or not?"
"Y-yeah, I'm leaving now. Tell me she's okay."
"She'll be fine."
