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“His two goons are with him,” Elliot warns me as we get out of the car.
“That’s the whole point.”
I disappear to the back of Matthew’s house and climb through his kitchen window. Once I’m in, I almost cough from the disgusting state they keep the place in. What the fuck. There’s food floating in a sink blocked with filthy water. The sides are covered in grease and dust and the table isn’t visible below the cans, dirty dishes, and old newspapers.
“Gross,” I mumble to myself. I hear Ethan knocking on the door and convincing Matthew to let him in. He’s using a random excuse about Sawyer sending him to talk about the new drug they’re going to sell to the Stoneview kids. In truth, NSC still mainly sells to Stoneview. Especially the coke they’re such big fans of. We’re starting to take over the pills, but somehow the rich kids still prefer to deal with Xi and his crew. Probably because he fucks most of the girls there.
I wait until I hear them talk in the living room and until Matthew’s two friends, Joe and Rico, join the conversation. I quietly make my way out of the kitchen and open the front door to Elliot. He’s holding a plastic bag full of zip ties and grinning brightly at me. I turn around and notice a bowling bag on the floor. Leaning down, I pick up the heavy bowling ball and slide my fingers through the three holes before looking back at Elliot.
“Love the new style,” he whispers before we walk into the living room.
“Caden,” Matthew startles as soon as he sees me. “Fuck man, how did you get in?”
“Through the window,” I shrug. “Your kitchen is disgusting, by the way.” I don’t even give him time to answer. “I didn’t know you bowled. That’s kinda cool.”
“Oh, it’s my lady’s.” He waves a hand in the air, dismissing it.
“Huh. You’re a lot less cool, suddenly.”
Walking deeper into the living room, I put my back to the TV as I face them. “Why don’t you take a seat, boys.”
The three of them go to sit down on the sofa, but I tut them. “Chairs.”
There are precisely three chairs around the circular wooden table behind them. Matthew and Rico grab one each, but Joe takes a step around the coffee table and toward me.
“You know what, bro. I just remembered, my girl is waiting for me to have dinner. So Imma head out. I’ll catch you—”
Blood spurts as soon as the bowling ball hits his face, and he falls to the floor unconscious.
His head cracked with the force of my hit.
“Shit,” Rico whimpers. “Caden—”
“Sit down. Now,” I say calmly to both of them.
Matthew is a big man. Much bigger than me. But he is practically pissing himself as he sits down on the wooden chair he pulled out. Rico follows, his entire body shaking like a leaf.
“Arms behind the chairs, boys. We don’t have all night.”
They’re too frightened to do anything else but obey. Elliot gives his stepbrother a few zip ties, and they quickly tie their wrists behind the back of the chairs and their feet to the wooden legs.
“I just want to be very clear,” I explain as I walk to them, warming up my wrist with the heavy black ball in my hand. “You’re both being killed tonight because you touched what belongs to me. And the unfairness in all of this is that you couldn’t have known. Fuck, I didn’t even know myself until I saw you three fuckers messing with her.”
Elliot and Ethan give each other a puzzled look but they stay quiet.
I don’t give a shit about Billie Scott.
That’s what I have always told myself. I didn’t even need to tell myself because I didn’t think of her except when I sometimes needed a quick rub and watched her orgasm on my phone.
But then she showed up like a fucking runaway and decided that fighting me, instead of listening to me, was the best choice. That stirred something in me. Challenge. The feisty little thing keeps wanting to talk back and push me away when her body is so responsive to mine that it’s like it was made for me.
I shouldn’t care that a few people from my crew bothered her.
But her cheek was swollen, and she looked like she’d been backhanded or something. She said it was her fight, but she did confirm they hit her.
I don’t like that. I really don’t fucking like that at all.
I decided I want Billie. At least for now, she’smytoy. Mine to torture and drive crazy. Until I’m bored with her, none of these fuckers get to approach her.
