Page 133 of Timber


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“After getting that bitch to the cabin, Carter was going to make her pay for embarrassing him publicly. Not to mention, their whole conversation in the store was overheard by Betty Lou who is the town’s gossip queen. Before you guys had even left the store, the whole town had heard about it. It didn’t help that Carter is married to the daughter of a bigwig in town and he was pissed that Carter was stepping out on his daughter. He threatened to pull his funding for expanding the Johnson’s office building because of it.

“On top of threatening you, he was supposed to warm you up and start breaking you down for your new owner. Your dad was in on it.”

Mae snorts. “Uh, yeah. My dad was most definitelynotin on it as my dad is Smoke, who is right over there. Describe the man who you thought was my dad.”

Luscious stares at her in shock, her gaze bouncing between Smoke and Mae. I’m not sure why she’s shocked because we told her Smoke was her dad before leaving to rescue Mae. Unless she didn’t believe us earlier.

I turn toward Mae, frowning. “She described him earlier, baby. It’s X.”

Mae scowls. “Figures,” she huffs, shaking her head before refocusing on Luscious. “Then what was supposed to happen?”

“Your dad, or X or whatever his name was, was supposed to arrive at the cabin at midnight. That’s when the handoff would have happen. Until then, Carter could have his way with her.”

Fuck, we came so close to having our hands on that asshole but didn’t know it.

“What were you getting out of this besides the delusion that I’d suddenly be interested in you?” I ask her.

“X knew a plastic surgeon that would make me look like your bitch. Then I’d dye my hair and get a wig.”

A humorless laugh escapes me. Plus, I wonder if her hair would have turned out green since it’s currently bright blue and Mae’s hair is blond.

“Well, to once again quote our Queen, you can change the package, but I would have known you weren’t my sunshine.”

Luscious scowls at us and I can’t help my smirk or pulling Mae closer to me.

Mae squeezes me and then pulls away before walking over to Andrew. With the handle of her whip, she raises his chin, making him look at her. “What was your role in all this?”

He sneers at her. “You mean besides trying to save my business? Easy. I’ve known X for a while and our tastes are similar,” he says as his gaze blatantly rakes over her body.

Before I can get to him, Smoke punches him and yanks his head back by his hair.

“That’s my daughter you’re leering at, asshole. Now, howexactlydo you know X?”

Andrew huffs. “And why should I tell you? You’re going to kill us anyway.”

Smoke chuckles darkly. “Because if you don’t, we’ll stretch out your fun for days. Weeks. Months. Fuck, I’ll keep you alive for years until you tell me what I want to know. However, if you’re a good boy and answer all of our questions truthfully, your death will be less painful. It will still hurt because of what you’ve done to my daughter, but it won’t hurt nearly as much as the other option would.”

They stare at each other for a few moments, and then Andrew’s lips press in a fine line.

“Have it your way.” Smoke turns around, walks to Punisher’s cabinet, and pulls out a wicked knife with a partially serrated blade before walking back over to Andrew.

Smoke cuts off his shirt and I grin when a few of the cuts sink into Andrew’s chest along the way. Next, he cuts off his jeans which are quickly followed by his boxers.

“Someone hand me some gloves,” he asks. Loki gets some out of the cabinet he was leaning on, hands them to him and Smoke puts them on.

Mae’s lip curls when she looks down at his dick. “No wonder you’re acquainted with X. You’re suffering from small dick syndrome. You have to pay or kidnap women so you can rape them, since I doubt anyone would want to fuck you willingly with a dick that small and tiny.”

The guys all laugh, but it’s true. I wonder how a woman can even feel his dick since it’s only a few inches long and really thin.

Andrew’s face reddens, but before he can say anything to Mae, a scream escapes him as Smoke grabs his pathetically small dick, slicing it clean off.

Punisher steps forward and takes the torch from Sasha. He walks over to Andrew and cauterizes the area so he won’t bleed to death.

Andrew passes out and like Sasha had done before, Punisher looks at Andrew with a bored expression.

“Loki?”

“Coming up,” he replies right before he dumps a bucket of ice water on Andrew. He sputters as he tries to catch his breath.

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