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I snort. "I can't fault your comparison or logic, but Neil wants me to hang around."
Her eyebrows go up and she nods. Less than a minute later both drinks are in front of me and she gives me a sad sort of smile. I frown into my shot glass.
I did what I could to research Neil and the rest of the men, did what I could to prepare for my revenge.
When I first found out about the Iron Elite, I assumed it to be some kind of boys’ club, but it's becoming more and more clear that it really is more than that. I've been in plenty of strip clubs and other places run by the scum of the earth, but the fear I sense here is something more than a pimp being an asshole.
This whole thing is getting away from me, slowly but surely. I had thought it would take me a week, maybe two, to get through all of them. Quick, in and out.
I've been here two weeks already and only one down, and already there is suspicion on me. I down the shot as I consider how I'm going to get through the other four without being caught.
I have two more shots while sipping on my beer as I watch the club slowly clear out. By the time I'm on my fourth, my head is swimming pleasantly and Neil strides down from his office. James, Tanner, and two other guys I don't know are with him.
I'll admit, Neil looks good, dressed way too well for a place like this with his dress shirt and pants. His dark eyes search the room until they land on me and I deliver a sensual smile as I stand.
"Hey, sugar," I say breathlessly as I step up to him, placing a hand on his chest.
I don't have time to get another word out before he grips my hair hard and pulls my mouth to his. It's aggressive and angry, and despite the fact I know I should feel scared, I feel a sting of excitement. He pushes me away, raising a hand in the air and snapping.
"Music back on!" he shouts.
A heavy bass beat picks up around us. A second later, a brunette I don't know hands him a bottle. He takes it, chugging down a few inches before passing it to me. His eyes burn into mine, testing and assessing. I don't hesitate to bring the bottle up to my mouth and follow his example. When I bring the bottle down, I sway and curse my stupidity for getting drunk before this.
You're better than this, Echo, I tell myself, shaking my head to get back into the game.
It doesn't take long for the small group of us to polish off a few more bottles. I do my best to keep my intake lower and keep my wits, but Neil watches me closer than I'd like even though his arm is around another girl. I'm trashed before long. My vision swims, my headache forgotten.
"I don't know, tell me," I reply to Tanner.
"Okay, so, what's the difference between anal and oral sex?"
"I dunno, man, what?" James laughs.
He laughs as he flips me around, ignoring my sobs. The asphalt rubs against my skin, but I barely notice over the rest of my aches and pains.
"Oral will make your day, but anal. Well, anal will make your 'hole weak'!" Tanner cries as he drives into my ass.
I scream as it tears instantly. Something in my throat rips and my scream turns to a vicious exhale. I hear a faint dripping and feel a trail of liquid down my thigh and realize I'm bleeding.
"She's not laughing, buddy? Maybe she doesn't like jokes!"
"Hello?" he says again, and I blink, turning to him. "What the fuck was that?" He frowns. "You don't like jokes or something?"
"I-I just need a minute." I scramble up and stumble to the bathroom.
My heart is pounding in my chest as I drop my hands to the counter, looking up at my face in the mirror. Fuck, I do look like shit. There are dark bags under my eyes, and I look pale, unwell. Damn, but I need to get a grip on these flashbacks.
I'm splashing some water on my face when the door opens and Neil and the brunette walk in, the latter giggling and falling all over. She's barely standing, and he looks almost animalistic.
"Ahh, we interrupting, sugar?" he drawls, all but shoving the girl into the room. She giggles even as she stumbles and falls to the floor.
"No," I reply, reaching a hand down to help her up. Her eyes cross and she's no help as I tug her arm and pull her up to me.
"She's done." I frown as she leans against me. Her head lolls to my shoulder, a drunken smile playing on her face. He frowns at the girl before turning his predatory gaze to me.
"She's fine, aren't you, Krystal?" Neil looks at her.
The girl smiles again and nods, reaching out for him. He steps back from her reach and she falls forward. He laughs and pokes her with his foot, before stepping over her toward the counter.
