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He rocked into me, burying himself more fully with every thrust, staring at me with a look so deep it looked like hatred.
If I hadn’t had him to come home to, I wasn’t sure how I would have survived this day. My fingers dug deep into his dark hair, feeling my body shift as he rocked into me, lost in a heat so searing it was like fucking on the sun.
14
BARTHOLOMEW
I reached for my phone on the nightstand.
We’re ready for you.
I set the phone down and looked at the woman wrapped around me like a blanket. She used my chest as a pillow, used my body as her favorite stuffed animal to snuggle with. With tangled hair and ruined makeup, she was sexed up real good. Made it hard to leave.
I gently slipped from her grasp and replaced my body with a different pillow.
She didn’t stir at all.
I grabbed my phone and walked out.
A change of clothes was in the other room, so I laced up my boots and grabbed my jacket before I got into the car waiting for me downstairs. It took me across town to one of my other properties.
It was dead of night, almost three in the morning, perfect time to be alive.
I walked inside and hit the second floor.
There they were. All four of them. Hands zip-tied behind their backs. Their ankles restrained too.
I noticed the wrench and pile of teeth on the floor. I looked at Bleu.
He gave a guilty shrug. “Warmed them up for you.”
I examined the men on their knees. They seemed to know who I was because one of them pissed himself right there on the hardwood floor. “Who wants to go first?”
“I have a family.” The first one in the row spoke out of terror. “A wife…three kids. Come on, please—”
“She had a husband. Did that stop you?”
He shook, and his mouth opened to speak, but nothing came out.
“You’ll go first.”
“Please just listen to me…two boys and a girl. What will they do if I don’t come home?”
I nodded to Bleu.
My guys pushed the man over onto his side, head to the floor.
“Please!” He turned hysterical. “I’m sorry. I was just following orders—”
“A dick doesn’t get hard on demand.” I pressed my boot on top of his head. “It got hard because you enjoyed it. Now I’m going to enjoy this.”
“No!”
Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.
His screams grew louder every time I slammed my foot down. When a crack formed in his skull, he got even louder.
Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.
