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Before she can reach me, Caden puts me down and pushes me to one side before extending an arm to Kay, putting himself between us.
“No one’s dying tonight,” he says more seriously.
She slaps his hand away and tries to go for me again. Good, I try to push past him, but he grabs my upper arm tightly then pushes Kay back softly.
“Back off. This is my first and only warning. The girl works for me. You’re not fighting with her.”
“She works forus,and only if I decide so,” she seethes.
“Fucking drop it, Kay.” His voice turns a degree of cold that makes me shiver. His sister seems to notice too, because she takes a step back.
“Alright,” Sawyer cackles to ease the tension. “No need to let out your nasty side, Cade.”
Caden runs a hand through his messy hair and tightens his grip on me. Sawyer and Kay’s reactions make me wonder why I’m not the only one afraid of his ‘nasty’ side. Do they know it too? Are they scared of him?
“So,” Sawyer announces as he grabs his kitchen knife again. He removes a big rack of ribs from the fridge and smacks it on a wooden chopping board. He starts cutting in between the bloody ribs, making my stomach twist with disgust. “Take a seat, Billie.”
His hand still wrapped around my arm, Caden guides me to the table and pulls a chair out for me. It’s not until I’m sat that he lets me go to take back his seat at the head of the table.
Kay sits back down in her initial place, across from Caden at the other end. I have Caden on my right, Kay on my left, and I’m facing Sawyer’s back as he chops ribs on the kitchen counter.
“Are you ready to work for us?” Sawyer asks without turning around.
“Doesn’t work include some kind of money or reward?” I say calmly.
He chuckles to himself and shakes his head. Turning around, he points the knife at me. “I guess your reward will be the entire town not knowing how sweet your moans sound when Cade has his head between your legs.”
I feel the blood draining from my face as my heart accelerates. I turn to Caden, my lip curling as I wonder if he truly showed the video to Sawyer. And if so, how many other members of the Kings crew have seen it?
As if he can read my mind, Sawyer adds, “Yeah, he showed it to me. I had to make sure we really had something to blackmail you with.” He settles down in front of me and places his hand holding the knife on the table. “Don’t worry. It’s only because he has to run everything past me. Your secret is safe as long as you don’t fuck us over.”
I stay completely silent, starting to suffocate from all of them being so close to me.
“You ain’t gonna fuck us over. Are you, Billie?” he insists.
Under the table, Caden kicks my leg, spurting me into replying.
“No,” I seethe.
In an unrealistically quick movement, Sawyer grabs my forearm and slams it on the table. He holds it firmly enough to stop the blood from flowing, and I gasp in fear as he raises his knife above his head. “Because I swear to God, if you fuck us over…”
He swiftly brings the knife down and a piercing scream escapes me, incapable of stopping myself. He stops right above my wrist, the razor-sharp edge barely touching my skin. “I will put you on that kitchen counter and chop your entire body myself. Understood?”
The blood from the ribs drips onto me as my entire body trembles, struggling to believe that he didn’t just cut my hand off my body.
I nod repeatedly, the movement jerky and making me dizzy. Sawyer smiles and finally releases me. I snap my hand back, wiping the meat’s blood against my jeans and hiding my hands below the table.
They all burst into laughter. Sawyer slams his hand on the table and throws his head back as he laughs at me. Kay wipes tears as she says to Caden, “Oh my god, the face she’s making.”
Caden gets up from his chair as they begin to calm down. He settles behind me and lowers himself to talk in my ear. “Come on, little Scott. Let’s get you on the road because I’ll do so much worse to you if I’m not satisfied with your work. I’m a very demanding CEO.”
I barely have time to register his words when Sawyer starts talking again. “Cade will go with you tonight, and tonight only. After that, you’re on your own.”
“After that?” I ask, utterly lost.
“For the other weeks,” Sawyer insists like I’m dumb.
“What other weeks?” I retort. “This is a one-time thing.”
