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“I’ll stop,” he begs, “Please don’t leave. I can’t afford to lose you, you’re my best artist.”
“Artists,” I tell him flatly. “Kelly and Mica want out too.”
I watch the instantaneous change that overcomes him: from desperate, sniveling, troublemaking, little asshole, to a hardened bastard who’s set to self-destruct. It was only a matter of time.
“I see, so this is mutiny, is it? Fuck you. Fuck all of you! I don’t need you, or them! Get the fuck out of my shop.” I wait for him to finish raging and then turn toward the door. If that’s how he wants to play this, so be it.
“Wait!” he calls just as I get to the door. Like I knew he would. The groveling tone is back in his voice. “I’ll do anything, please… Just don’t walk out on me. This shop is nothing without you three, and we both know it.”
I shake my head. It’s true. But that’s why I’m willing to walk away with nothing to keep him afloat.
“Johnny, we—”
“Please! I’ll do anything!”
“The damage is done already. We’ve already contacted the lawyers about this.”
“Don’t! Call them off. I’ll give you…I’ll give you…” He’s desperately clutching at straws, looking for a prize he can offer me or bribe me with to make me stay. “I’ll give you my sister!” he declares. His desperate eyes alight with hope when he sees me hesitate, even though it’s only shock that has me reacting like this.
“Fuck.” What a fucking prick! “You’re vile, you know that?” My voice is filled with loathing.
“But you didn’t say no, though, did you?” He grins triumphantly.
Shit. I mean, obviously it’s a no. I would never even…but damn, why did I hesitate? Shock, surely. Yeah. It has to be. It definitely was.
“It was her, wasn’t it? That fucking bitch told you about the signatures, didn’t she? I’ll fucking ruin her!” he explodes.
“You’ll do no such thing!” I growl fiercely. I surprise myself by how protective of the girl I already feel. “You won’t do shit!”
In two steps, I’ve crossed the room and got him by the neck. “You won’t fucking touch her, or we will end you…We’re willing to give you everything to walk away here, Johnny, but if you go near Belle, all bets are off.”
I squeeze his throat a moment longer as his face turns an unattractive shade of puce, then I drop him like the sack of shit that he is.
“Please…” he rasps from the floor, clutching at his throat and gulping air like he needs it to breathe. “You can fuck Belle—”
“You’re fucking despicable,” I spit at him. “You’ve had a shock, so I’m going to let this one slide. You’re lucky I don’t plan to tell her about this, because I think she’d fuck you up more than I’m threatening to do, you piece of shit. She’s the only one who can give her body away to anyone, you sick fucking freak!”
“I’ve seen the way you look at her,” he gasps. “I know I said no one could touch her, but I could make an exception for you…if you stayed. The others wouldn’t even have to know. We can keep it between us.”
“Johnny, I’m seriously warning you to leave this alone—”
“I know what you like, Linc. And my sister? Belle’s every perverted, twisted, fucked up little fantasy of yours all wrapped up in one perfect little package.” His tone is a seductive caress around the darkness that festers inside me ever since fucking Linda broke me. “I don’t know half the shit that my sister’s done, but I bet she’d be up for being shared with the others if you wanted…”
My fists curl, and it’s only the thought of having to explain myself to Belle that stops me from killing her brother, or at the very least knocking the fucker out.
Instead, I shove him as hard as I can, sending him flying into his cart of supplies which spill noisily all over the floor.
“You’re fucking sick, you know that?” I sneer at him. “Stay the fuck away from all of us.”
I storm out, chest heaving with raw emotion, until I’m far enough away from him that I won’t be tempted to go back and finish what I started. Breathing heavily, I lean back on the wall of the empty corridor and close my eyes.
I just need a minute to compose myself.
But I can’t stop the unwelcome image of Belle on her knees, trussed up for me, her skin reddened by my hand.
I hate that Johnny saw my hesitation and somehow seems to know how badly I want her. Suddenly, the image isn’t so unwelcome after all…
Disgusted, enraged, and hornier than I’d like to admit from the sudden fantasy of sharing my tastes with Belle, I storm out of the shop. I bark at Baldy the receptionist to cancel my appointments for the rest of the day as I go. I need to let off some steam, calm down, and deal with this raging boner before seeing Belle later tonight. Johnny’s desperate offer sickens me, but I can’t help the kinky scenes that play out in my mind regardless: of me sharing her with my two best friends, of her loving it and begging for more…fuck, I need a cold shower.
