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“Because that’s so simple. If you’re plottin’ shit, you gonna tell someone?” I ask him, nearly rolling my eyes.
“True.”
“Exactly. Now I need to figure out what she’s thinkin’.” Cage sits back in his seat, bringing his beer to his lips while I contemplate my next move with Pierson. I know she’s hiding something from me. I know there’s more to her story, and I want it.
I shove out of my chair and cross the room to her. Grabbing her hand in mine, I tug her out of her seat and toward a side room. When we’re inside, I take a deep breath and turn to face her, releasing her hand.
“What’s wrong?” she asks me.
“I need to know who they killed.”
“I can’t tell you that.”
“Why not? What’s the big secret?” Something is unsettled inside of me. I can feel it; something is wrong here. I watch her look anywhere but at me, and that’s my answer. Something is wrong.
“I just can’t tell you right now.”
“Listen, whatever it is, I can help you, Pierson.”
“It was a club member. I don’t know if it was part of this club or not. He wore a cut like yours, but I didn’t see the back. I wasn’t focused on that,” she blurts.
“He had one of these on?” I ask her once more, tugging at my cut.
“Yes.”
“But you didn’t see the back?”
“No,” she says, shaking her head. I blow out a breath and run my hand through my hair before I nod at her.
“Good. That’s good, Pierson. Thank you for that.”
“They don’t like the clubs, Tarek. I’ve always heard stories about it.”
“We’re not actually friendly with the mob either, or at least not your dad.”
“I’ve never understood the inner workings of things. I tried to stay in my place and out of their way, but that night, I knew they were up to something. I snuck out of my room and down the stairs when I saw what was happening.”
“You watched them kill a man,” I state.
“Yeah, and then I ran to my room and climbed out the window. I could hear them laughing, Tarek. Like it was all a game to them.”
“And you think they’d hurt you?”
“I know they would. They … he …”
“What? He what?” I push when she chokes up on me. There’s more to this story. I reach up and place my hand on her cheek, letting her know she’s safe here. She’s safe with me.
“He killed my brother.”
“What?”
“My brother saw too much too. It was years ago. I could hear the screams, but there was nothing I could do. I tried to run that time too, but they caught me. That’s when I was told I was marrying Isaac. I knew he was trying to keep me under control.” My heart breaks for her. I may be a bastard, and I may kill people, but my heart fucking breaks for her.
I slide my hand around her neck and pull her against me. Her arms wrap around my waist, and she holds on tight as she sobs into my shirt.
“He was all I had,” she cries. Fuck. What kind of fucked up family does she have? What kind of mess did I get myself into?
“You’re not alone, Pierson. Not anymore,” I tell her. She pulls back a little and looks up at me with so much sadness in her eyes. Then she shocks me. She reaches up and pulls my face to hers. Her lips barely touch mine, and the world seems to spin out of control. She brushes her lips over mine before pressing them against mine. That’s when I take over kissing her. I know I shouldn’t, but I kiss her hard and rough. I bruise her beautiful plump lips before sliding my tongue into her mouth.
