Page 15 of Buff's Reign


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I must be in Hell.

“Get up,” Keg growled. “You stupid, bitch. Why do you make me hurt you?”

I cracked my eye open. It pulsed, my vision blurry.

“Clean up. If you can walk, you’re working tonight.”

How kind of him.

I rolled my naked body onto my side, hissing and moaning in pain.

“Don’t need to be dramatic.” He stomped to the door and swung it open. “Take tonight off.” He slammed the door.

I couldn’t lift myself up, so I crawled gingerly to the bathroom. I didn’t need to look in the mirror to know he’d beat the hell out of me, worse than any other time. My body screamed in pain with each move I made.

Bruises were sprouting all over my legs. The fucker must’ve kicked me repeatedly but didn’t kill me.

That meant I could end him before he ended me. I wouldn’t go down without a fight. My only concern was my family. If Keg died, would they be okay?

How would I do it, slit his throat? Poison his drink? Shoot him in the heart?

I didn’t have access to a gun or poison. There were knives in the kitchen…

I dragged myself into the shower, strained to turn the valve, then curled into a fetal position. Hot water rained down on my battered body. My head pounded, and I tasted blood while I cried on the shower floor, where no one would see me.

Remembering he knocked out a tooth, I searched for it with my tongue. An open spot was on the bottom left side. At least it wasn’t in the front. The hole felt more extensive than it should if I’d only lost one tooth. Maybe big enough for two teeth. Who knew? Maybe three were gone.

Did it really matter if I had all my teeth? I didn’t eat meat, had no one to impress, and had no reason to smile and show off my pearly whites.

I wasn’t enjoying life, only surviving.

Enough is enough.No more, Reign. You can’t go another day in this hellhole.

No, I couldn’t.

Eventually, I managed to get out of the shower when the water turned cold, towel-dried my hair, put clothes on, and climbed into bed. I wasn’t in any condition to clean the room as Keg had ordered me to. God, I hoped he didn’t come back tonight.

Some Black Friday today turned out to be. There was a time I would’ve gotten up at the ass-crack of dawn to get all the sales. By lunchtime, I’d be done buying gifts.

I shivered, wincing from the pain, the blankets tucked under my chin. Christmas was my favorite holiday, yet I didn’t look forward to it. I may not make it to December twenty-fifth after this last beating.

Why didn’t Keg finish me off? The asshole was the prez of Hell’s Bells MC. He got off on being in control. Power and money were all that mattered to him. People around here knew him as a vicious, violent man. Some feared him, even some of his club brothers. Why hadn’t anyone challenged Keg? Knocked him off his high horse?

Jonah could overtake Keg. Show him what a real man was like.

I reached for my phone on the nightstand, tempted to call my ex-boyfriend. It’d likely be the last call I ever made because Keg would get an alert telling him who I’d called.

The risk was too great, so I retracted my hand. Keg had proved he knew where my family lived. I was sure he’d hurt them just for the hell of it, even after killing me.

The only way to get out of this situation was to kill Keg first. Then I’d stand half a chance at seeing my family again… and maybe Christmas.

Maybe even Jonah. His handsome face came into view as my heavy lids closed. I felt his hands gripping my thighs and his lips on my neck…

“Tell me again.” He kissed his way down my neck, rubbing his hard cock against my inner thigh. He felt so good that I nearly cried.

“I want your dick.” I threw my head back, almost losing my mind over this guy. Not once had he made it easy to get what I wanted—his dick, every time we were together. Jonah had a sadistic side. Got off on making me beg for his cock. But when he finally gave it to me, it was epic.

“Yeah, and how do you want it?”

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