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“I’m not living with you,” I tell him, ignoring his jab.
Viper nods. “That’s what I thought.”
My gaze falls, and I realize the two coffees and the sub Viper ordered are sitting at the edge of the table, the coffees now cold. “You should have told me the second you found out Crew made that deal,” I tell him, my heart breaking for a million different reasons.
“Like I said, it’s not my business to tell,” Viper says. “All you need to know is that I’m doing what I can to protect you. I’ve been keeping an eye on it, Kyah. Nothing was ever going to happen to you. Besides, Crew knew I would have ended him if he ever let his brother anywhere near you.”
My brows furrow, and I glance back at him, staring into those lethal dark eyes. “I don’t understand you, Viper. Why are you going out of your way to protect me when I’ve gone out of my way to reject you over and over again?”
Viper lets out a heavy sigh before grabbing some cash and putting it on the table. He gets up from his chair and walks around to my side, offering me his hand like the perfect gentleman, though we both know he’s anything but.
Letting him help me out of my chair, he leads me through the back of the café, and a strange nervousness settles deep in my gut, getting worse when he pushes through the back door and out into a dark alley. “Let’s get one thing straight,” Viper says, pulling on my hand and forcing me to a stop as he presses his big body into mine. “You belong to me, Kyah. You always have, and I know I said I would wait until you were ready, but I am becoming impatient. You forget that I have access to your security feed, and I see you with your new neighbor. You’re letting him get too close. Letting him come into your apartment, letting him eat that tight little cunt out in the hallway—”
“Excuse me?” I grunt, cutting him off as I shove against his chest, but he doesn’t budge. Instead, his hand locks around my throat, and he pushes me back until I’m pinned against the filthy wall behind me.
“Don’t interrupt me when I’m speaking to you, Kyah,” he growls, leaning in, his big hand squeezing just enough to leave me gasping for air, and more than certain that I’ll be permanently scrubbing his name off my schedule. “I’ve invested too much time into you to allow you to fuck around with someone else, especially now that Crew is out of the picture.”
I clench my jaw, narrowing my gaze to furious slits. “I’ll never belong to you.”
Viper just grins, adjusting his hand around my throat until he’s pushing my chin up, my gaze locked on his. “See, that’s where you’re wrong,” he tells me before crushing his lips to mine in a forceful, bruising kiss, his tongue invading my mouth. He pulls back, clenching his jaw as though he didn’t just violate my mouth. “You already do.”
26
REID
Adeepragefiltersthrough my body as I sit back in the café across from High Voltage Ink, barely able to control myself, the need to kill bursting through my body, making it almost impossible to breathe.
Not only did I just learn that Mason Ledger cornered Kyah when I wasn’t there to protect her, but Viper just shoved his tongue down her throat when she’s made it more than clear that she doesn’t want any kind of relationship with him.
I need to do something about this. Neither of those bastards are going to get away with this bullshit. But considering Viper currently has a protection detail on Kyah that benefits her safety, I’m gonna have to start with Mason Ledger.
Being in my line of business, it’s not hard to find the right contact who can point me in Mason’s direction, and by the time night has fallen, I stand outside one of his many warehouses, each one filled with the horrors of what he does for a living.
I trust that Viper would have eventually done this for me, but he seems to enjoy taking his time, and that shit isn’t going to work for me. Every day he’s allowed to pass is another day where Kyah has been in danger while under his protection, and if something had happened to her, there’s nowhere he would have been safe from me.
After completing a full perimeter walk of the property, I get a good feel for what I’m going to expect inside, and it’s clear that Mason has hired more than his fair share of security, but unfortunately for them, they won’t be seeing any action tonight. I’ll be in and out before they even realize their boss is dead. Though the security cameras might be an issue. This system is far more complex than the one in Kyah’s apartment. I won’t even bother trying to hack into it. I’m just going to have to be cautious. Though, is anybody really going to go searching for the man who killed Mason Ledger? They should be too busy celebrating his death. Besides, what are they going to do, call the cops to say that someone just murdered the head of their human trafficking ring and to come down to their warehouse immediately? Yeah right. I think I’m safe.
Not having the patience to draw this out, I find the best point of entry and pull a black mask over my face before making my move and keeping to the shadows. There’s one security guard covering this door, and as he peers down at his phone, assuming he’s safe, I slip in behind him, my hand covering his mouth as my other arm locks around his throat. I squeeze tight as he struggles against my hold, but it takes only a moment before the asshole is out cold.
He drops like a heavy sack of shit, and I drag his body into the shadows while doing my best to evade the cameras. I steal the key card off his hip and unclip the radio from his belt before letting myself through the back door.
The warehouse is a fucking maze, and the amount of women in cages makes my stomach turn. Don’t get me wrong, I love getting a good hard-on for ending someone’s life, but even I have lines that I won’t cross. And this here . . . fuck. The idea of Kyah ending up in this warehouse to be sold to the highest bidder makes my skin crawl.
There must be at least forty or fifty women of varying ages, and considering the way they’re each presented in lingerie and scattered throughout the warehouse with numbers on the front of their cages, I can only assume that tonight is auction night. Though, unluckily for Mason, I’ll be the only bastard reaping rewards tonight.
Not wanting to be caught before I get the chance to satisfy this wicked need burning inside of me, I move through the warehouse, heading for the back, knowing a man like Mason Ledger is probably lounging in his office with his feet up while his men do all the dirty work.
The warehouse doesn’t have a great setup, and it doesn’t take long to figure out what I’m looking for. I creep through the maze-like hallways with my head down, evading both the cameras and Mason’s henchmen before finally coming to his office.
The door has been left open, however, Mason is nowhere to be seen. Judging by the cold drink on the desk with fresh condensation around the glass and the phone left out beside his laptop, it’s fair to assume the asshole has probably gone to take a shit.
Slipping inside the office, I step in beside his shelving unit, keeping me hidden from the door while I wait. The lights are out, so it doesn’t take much to keep me concealed, and after only a short ten-minute wait, the man of the hour finally returns.
Mason switches on the light as he passes over the threshold and strides into the office, his gaze so focused on his desk that he fails to notice me. He takes his seat at his desk before swiping his hand over his phone and checking his notifications. His back is to me, and I shake my head. This fucker is making it too easy, but in a warehouse full of hired security, easy is what I need tonight. Though there’s no telling if this will sedate the burning need to spill blood within me. Either way, I’m sure it’s still going to be fun.
Stepping out from beside the shelf, my hand silently swipes across the end of Mason’s desk, collecting an old computer cable, and I quickly unravel it as I move in behind him. Then just as his back stiffens and he finally senses that something isn’t right, I snap the cable around his throat and pull tight.
Mason immediately struggles, clawing at the cable, but it’s no fucking use. My hold on him is rock solid. I lean forward, bending down toward his ear as he gasps for air, struggling and failing to fill his lungs. “You made the biggest mistake of your life going after my Kyah,” I tell him, purring in his ear as I feel my cock thickening. “She belongs to only me.”
