Page 12 of Ropes and Revenge


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I shake my head and fall into his arms. He’s comforting, familiar, and warm. “No. I’m fine. We just had pancakes, actually. How did you find me?”

“These two texted me to come when I had answers.” He holds my face in both his hands and studies me, checking me over as though I’m a child who’s just fallen off their bike. “Let’s go. We’ll get in the car and leave. They can’t stop us.”

“The gemstones, though. Did you call Jack?” My heart sinks as I wait for his response.

“I called him when I left the house. I wanted someone to know where I was, just in case.” He clears his throat. “In case I didn’t come back. Who the fuck knows what these psycho assholes are capable of.”

“They’re not assholes!” The words fall from my lips before my brain comprehends what I’m saying.

Bryan stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. “They did something to you. What did they do?”

“They let you walk into the house. Your car keys are still in your hand and what about your cell? Where is that?”

Bryan pulls it out of his pocket.

“They don’t want to hurt us. They just want the necklace back. I need to tell Jack or he’s going to show up here.” I take the phone from Bryan’s hand and dial Jack’s number. There are three rings before he picks up, and when he does, he sounds angry.

“Did you find her?”

“No, it’s me… Beth. I’m using Bryan’s cell. I’m—”

“Where are you?” His voice turns to panic. We’re fifteen years apart in age. Jack knew my mother much longer than I did, my father too. He had them both when things were happy. I think he feels bad for that, and that’s why he looks out for me. He deems himself responsible for my wellbeing. He always has.

“Do you remember that necklace that Patrick—”

The phone is pulled from my ear and in one movement I’m met with the brick wall of a man who, at this point, knows me better than my fiancé.

“Tsk, tsk, princess. I thought we had a good thing going.”

I stare up at Liam, his black shirt unbuttoned, the hair and tattoos on his chest exposed, his teeth bared like he’s a wild animal losing control.

Good lord, I want him. All of him. I want him to tear my clothes off and take me right here. I want him to flush me from this life I’ve created and give me a new one. Please, dear god, make it happen.

He snarls under his breath and leans against me, pressing me up against the cool logs of the living room wall. My clit swells and thumps wildly.

“I think you have something to tell Bryan. If you aren’t a good girl, you know what’s coming…”

God, I want what’s coming. Whatever it is. I need it. A spanking, more ropes, a chase… I’ll willingly take whatever he gives. My pussy aches to be touched.

“I was on the phone with my brother. I wanted to keep him from coming after me. Besides, we should stay focused on Grandma’s long-lost gems.”

“I’ve found something I need more.” His voice is deep and brooding, nearly a growl.

Fuck.Am I the something? Am I what he needs more?

“What about the necklace? It’s part of your family. It’s irreplaceable.”

“You’re going to make it up to me, princess.” His body tenses, and his eyes go black. He’s a predator. A beautiful, dangerous, animal, ready to shred me to bits and I love it. “Now tell Bryan what you think about.” Liam’s gaze never leaves mine.

My thighs ache and tighten at the thought of what he wants me to say. It’s so wrong, so dirty, so fucked up. It’s so hurtful and incredibly insensitive to Bryan and everything he needs. I shake sense back into my head. “No. I don’t think anything. I was confused.”

Liam runs his hand down over my cheek and stares down at me, his gaze like a beacon of truth that sees straight through me. “Tell him what you think about, princess.” His voice lowers as he says, “Now.”

“What’s he talking about, Beth?” Bryan’s voice is quiet and subdued.

I stare toward him, ashamed at the thoughts running through my head. I glance toward Liam. “I can’t.”

“You will,” Liam presses, his stance unwavering.

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