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I swallowed hard.
"I didn't mean to—" I wasn't even sure what I was going to say, but he cut it off with a shake of his head.
"When we get back. We'll talk and you'll understand." It didn't sound like he was giving me any choice. Of course he wasn't. He could have unlocked my handcuff and asked me if I wanted to come back with them, but he didn't. Instead, I was restrained like an animal. Or a criminal.
The irony wasn't lost on me.
My mouth moved but no coherent sound came out. I knew the expression on my face clearly said I understood what he was referring to.
Every now and then, Mannix would look back over his shoulder, but he didn't say anything. Neither he nor Ares seemed to have a clue what was going on.
Mannix had gone to Charlie's house to get back what was his. I could only guess at why Ares came along. Presumably because whatever the other guys did, he took part. Or maybe he'd thought he could talk the other guys into leaving me there.
I looked back at Ice.
I should have been more scared of him than I was. More scared of all of them. Rationally, I wasn't getting out of this alive. My heart and body said otherwise. Maybe the message here was to listen to your brain, not the rest of you, but I couldn't help myself. Even now, I wanted all of them. I wanted Ice to tear off my shorts and panties and bury his face between my thighs. I wanted to feel his cock slide into my pussy.
What the fuck was wrong with me? Normal people didn't lust after murderers. Did they? Did I have an actual clue how normal people behaved? I was starting to think I had none. None at all. No wonder I was a terrible judge of character, I couldn't even figure myself out.
"I won't say anything," I said softly.
Ice closed the distance between us. He twisted at what looked like an uncomfortable angle, and put his hand on my shoulder.
"I know you're confused, but you have nothing to worry about. I promise. Let's just get through this wedding and we'll sort everything out."
I wanted to believe him, but I saw what I saw.
There was one thing I needed to know.
"Does my mother know? Does Leo?"
"Leo definitely." Ice nodded. "Your mother, more or less. But don't freak out," he added as I was about to freak out. "Everything will make complete sense. If we had time…" He glanced at the window. "You'll have questions and we want to answer every single one of them."
"Do we?" Ares asked. He glanced over the back of the seat and glared at me. He curled his lip like he wished I was back at Charlie's place. Or anywhere but here.
I looked back at him with the same expression. Did he think I wanted to be here? I wouldn't have run away in the first place if I did. But now I was back, they owed me some kind of explanation.
"Of course we do," Ice said. "Our girl deserves all the answers."
"That depends what the fucking questions are," Ares growled.
"It doesn't matter what the fucking questions are," Mannix snarled. "We'll get this shit figured out and then there will be no more secrets between any of us." Like always, he left no room for argument.
"See?" Ice asked. "There's nothing to be worried about. Except that if we don't hurry, we'll be late. If there's anything Leo hates, it's people who are late."
That didn't bode well for me, since it was my fault they were late. Well, in as much as they felt the need to come and get me. They could have stayed back at the house and come for me afterwards. Or not at all.
This hole I was in seemed to get deeper and deeper.
"We'll get there in time," Mannix declared. He gunned the engine and the SUV flew down the road. He swerved around a couple of smaller vehicles, and took a corner like he was driving a racecar.
How the hell we didn't crash, I didn't know. Maybe that was how they were going to kill me. We'd all end up in a fireball, all of us together.
We skidded to a stop outside the iron gates.
The way they opened was both slow and ominous. The feeling I was going to my execution got stronger.
I should have tried harder to run after Ice unlocked the handcuff from the couch. When he didn't unlock the one from my wrist, I should have realised he intended something. I let fear and my feelings for these guys get in the way. Since those two things were in direct conflict with each other, it was no wonder I was caught out.
