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He stares at me, waiting for my response, and I know what I have to do, but my tongue locks up.
The West Point goon holding me upright yanks on my arms, making my shoulders scream with pain. “Boss is waiting, bitch,” he growls in my ear.
“How romantic,” I snark before I can stop myself, my nerves getting the best of me.
I half expect one of them to hurt me for it, but Austin just grins and steps in closer, gripping my chin again. Something hard digs into my stomach. He holds my gaze with that sadistic smile that I don’t want to admit terrifies me, and ice water seeps into my veins.
If it was his cock, I’d be disgusted, but it’s not—it’s a gun.
A reminder that no matter how hard it is to make myself say the words he wants to hear, I have no choice.
“Say it,” Austin demands, his bruising grip making my jaw ache. “Tell the good Father that you want to be my wife. That you accept me as your lawful husband. That you fucking begged me for this back in that alley.”
He pushes the barrel of the gun deeper into my navel, and I force the words out.
“I do.”
The words scrape my throat raw.
Austin’s eyes flare with a sick heat. The fucker is getting off on this.
“You do what?” that fucking sadist asks, taunting me.
“I… accept you as my husband.”
He doesn’t take his eyes off me as he snaps another order at the priest. “That’s what you needed, isn’t it, Father? We’re married now?”
The man nods. “Yes, Mr. McKenna. I now pronounce you husband and wife. I just need your witnesses to sign the certificate and then it will be official.”
Austin waves the priest off with his gun hand, then shoves the weapon into his waistband as two of his men follow the priest across the room to seal my fate.
Austin fists my hair, yanking it hard enough to make my eyes water as he forces my head back. Since the dickhead still holding my arms doesn’t let go, I’m sandwiched between the two of them when Austin tightens his grip on my jaw and slams his mouth over mine, kissing me hard enough that his teeth cut into my lips and I taste blood.
My skin crawls, and I gag. I can’t help it.
Austin abruptly releases me, licking my blood off his lips with a predatory smile. “You heard him,wifey. We’re married now. What’s yours is now mine.”
I want to tell him to fuck off, but my legs wobble when he steps away, and I blink back the hot sting of tears instead. Austin’s goon tightens his grip on my arms, holding me up, and I want to fight him, but it’s impossible. I can barely stand on my own.
Austin gives me a slow once over, then sneers and turns away. “Lock her up. I’ve got shit to do.”
He turns and strides away without a backward glance, and his minions drag me through the sparsely furnished house and toss me into a windowless room the size of a shoebox that has three thick, steel locks installed on the door. It also has a narrow bed with a thin mattress, and nothing else.
“Are you going to take these off?” I ask the asshole who gropes my tits as he shoves me down on the bed, holding up my bound wrists.
“Boss didn’t tell me to,” he says with a lascivious leer, “but if you wanna be extra nice to me, I can ask.”
I glare up at him. “You mean, you’ll ask myhusband?”
The word almost makes me vomit in my mouth, but it does the job. He grumbles something and backs off without molesting me any further, stomping out of the room and throwing all three of the locks.
Without untying me.
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LOGAN
“Where, where, where,”I mutter, my fingers flying over the keyboard as my eyes jump from screen to screen, scanning the security footage I’ve got pulled up.
