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I saw the look on Isaac’s face when Dad struck Ginger and how fast Rhett moved to stop him from whipping out his gun. As the heir to my father’s throne, it was my job to act when instances like that occur under our own roof, but I ignored it.
Why?
Like I said, I hated my father, this life, and all the sickening things he had me involved in.
I wanted him dead.
Part of me was actually low-key praying the temperamental Ravager would’ve done me the courtesy of killing the sick fuck so I wouldn’t have to.
I made it to VIP and paused on the third step, mesmerized by my Kitten as she gripped the pole and lifted herself, making the group of young bachelors in front of her pant and throw stacks and stacks of money on the floor. VIP was nothing but a small lounge space divided into two parts: two sectional booths which fit up to ten people and two brand new poles planted in front of them. It had its own separate bar loaded with top-shelf booze and for the right price, unlimited drinks.
Samara landed on her feet and pressed her back against the pole, facing me, her eyes lighting up a small fraction as she slowly, teasingly, slid down it, dipping low. My breath caught as she eye-fucked me from where I stood, her own breath snagging when her pupils grazed over the throbbing bulge sticking out through my jeans.
A small frown tilted her lips as she looked away from me and continued to dance. She hated this. Every time I’d look in her eyes I could see more and more of her soul withering away. If it was the last thing I did, I’d save her from this. I had to get her away from my father before she was lost to me forever.
I adjusted my hard-on and ambled over near the locker rooms, making it to the door right when it popped open and Ginger came walking out.
“Are you okay?” I asked, wrapping my arms tightly around her.
“Yeah,” she frowned. “I’m fine. Much better now that I’m away fromhim.”
Her eyes floated over to VIP and she sighed when her gaze landed on Samara, my gorgeous, fierce Kitten.
“She still not talking to you?” I asked.
“No. She still hates me. Guess it won’t matter much anymore since I’ll be gone soon.”
My brows furrowed. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
Ginger looked away from me then, her bottom lip wobbling. Slowly my mouth fell open in shock once the realization hit me.
The Harvest.
“No… Ginger…please tell me you’re joking?”
She shook her head, tears falling from her eyes. “The next batch doesn’t leave until next week but thankfully I won’t be in it. I’ve got three weeks, Jace. Three weeks to save myself before it’s too late.”
“Fuck.” I rubbed a shaky hand across my clenched jaw. “We gotta tell—”
“Don’t,” she quickly protested, which made me widen my eyes at her. “She doesn’t need to knowanythingabout this.None of it, Jace. If she discovers the truth about me, you, this place, and what really goes on behind the scenes, it’ll destroy her. That’s why you need to figure out how to sever her ties with Damien and get her the fuck away from him before her final initiation test. You know what will happen to her if she fails and I swear on my goddamn life, Jace, shewill notgo through what me and all these other women went through and still are going through now. If I could go back in time, I’d have chosen the bullet.Please, Jace,get her out.”
I opened and closed my mouth, stricken because she was asking me to make a promise I hadn’t a clue if I could keep. Kitten had already undergone her first two tests and passed with flying colors. Her third was due to occur any day now.
Kitten would have to take a life. That was the final step. If she killed whoever my father ordered her to kill, innocent or not, she’d become an official Carnaged Outlaw, permanently bound to my father until our way of life killed her.
“I-I’ll try. I’ll talk to my father and see if I can get him to tell me when her final test is.”
“Worry about her first, then me. Okay?”
I stared at her long and hard, my heart sinking. “Okay.”
The club officially closed at two in the morning. I was sitting in the back office with my father, going over the books and helping dispose of the extra cash inside the duffels. He’d been busy meeting with just about every top crime lord known throughout Storm Ridge Valley tonight, so I hadn’t had time to ask him about Samara’s test.
I still didn’t knowwhyhe’d arranged to have all these meetings. To be the heir to this so-called sickening empire, I was rarely kept in the loop. It was always aneed-to-know basisthing, which meant Dad never told me shit unless he felt Ineededto know.
“How’d the meetings go tonight?” I asked to break the long wave of silence. “Anything I should know about?”
“Actually…yes. The next Harvest is coming up in a week and I need you to tag along with Finn. Also, I need you to give Samara a ride home tonight. Tony has been fired,literally,as in the fucker tried to lay hands on what doesn’t belong to him so I fired off two bullets in his skull.”
