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PROLOGUE
HARLEY
THWACK.
Pain slices through my left cheekbone as my head snaps back from the force of the blow. My body should be used to it with all the fights I’ve been in recently, but the difference with this fight is that I’m outnumbered with no opportunity to protect myself from the blows and no chance to fight back.
“Tell me where my fiancé is, and maybe I’ll let you live, you piece of shit.” The man in front of me sneers before landing a heavy fist into my stomach.
I try to double over, but I’m held in place by the chains holding my arms. I barely have time to brace myself before the next sickening crunch breaks my nose. Whatever they drugged me with has worn off, but the intensity of the pain has me on the verge of passing out again.
“Fuck off,” I wheeze, spitting a glob of blood onto thecement floor in front of me. There’s a real possibility that I’m going to die in this dilapidated warehouse on the outskirts of Blue Haven, but there’s no chance I’m giving him what he wants.
A thick hand wraps around my windpipe from behind and squeezes, causing black dots to dance across my vision. My captor gets up in my face. “The longer this takes, the angrier I get. I will find her, and when I do, she’s going to pay for your actions here tonight. So… I suggest you think very carefully before you answer my next question. Where the fuck is Isabelle Adamos?”
I open my mouth, but no sound comes out. Air. I need air. With a sharp nod from the fuckwit standing in front of me, the hand around my throat loosens, and I suck in a huge lungful.
“I have no idea who you’re talking about,” I gasp out. Confused is a fucking understatement. How hard did I get hit?
There’s a sharp sting as he slaps my face with the back of his hand. “Stop lying. I saw you two together.”
This guy is fucking crazy. I’m about to tell him just that when a door on the other side of the warehouse flies open, and my blood goes cold.
“Let him go,” she calls out, flicking her long dark hair over her shoulder as she steps into the room, a gun raised in front of her.Where the fuck did she get a gun?
“Lily,” I choke out, fear slicing through me like a knife. “What are you doing? Get out of here. You’re going to get yourself killed.”
“Lily?” My captor snorts. “Well, well, well. This is going to be fun, isn’t it, darling?”
Darling?
I don’t even see the fist flying until it cracks against the side of my head, and everything goes black as a gunshot rings out.
ONE
HARLEY
Eight months earlier.
March.
I grit my teeth, sweat dripping down my forehead as I try to ignore the biting pain through my junk. “Hurry up,” I hiss at my cousin, Elijah. “Just fucking get it over with.”
“I don’t know, Harley.” He shakes his head, his perfectly shaped blond and pink mohawk almost poking me in the eye. “The most I usually do in one sitting is three. You’re already at five, and you look like you’re about to pass out.”
“I’m fine.” I take a swig from the bottle of scotch in my hand, ignoring Elijah’s muttered curses and rumblings about licences as he sterilises the 12-gauge titanium barbell.
I jump when Elijah lifts my dick in his gloved hands. “Settle down, pussy,” he says with a laugh, and I have to hold back from slapping him across the back of his head. The only thing that stops me is the needle in his hand that’s hovering precariously close to my shaft.
I breathe out through my nose, trying to ignore the sting of the needle as it pushes through the skin. Biting down onmy lip so hard that I taste blood, I focus on the metallic taste in my mouth mixing with the oaky flavour of the scotch to help with the pain. But that’s the point–the pain. It gives me something else to focus on rather than my fucked-up life back home in Blue Haven.
When Elijah’s boyfriend, Kai, suggested it earlier, we’d all laughed it off. But after a few drinks and three ignored calls from my girlfriend, I needed a distraction from my half-brother andhishalf-sister. So here I am sitting in Kai’s tattoo and piercing parlour in Kings Cross at one in the morning, with my pants around my ankles and my dick in my cousin’s face.
“You know you’re not going to be able to have sex for six to eight weeks after this?” Kai arches his brow from his position leaning up against the doorway.
“That’s kind of the point,” I grunt out as Elijah tightens the ball on the end of the barbell. I’m still not sure how I feel about the fact that my girlfriend’s half-brother is also my half-brother, but I do know it’s put me off having sex with her for the time being.
Idofeel like an A grade asshole ignoring Ellie’s calls. I’ve only spoken to her once since I arrived in Sydney three weeks ago, to tell her I just needed some time and space to work through things. It’s now the middle of March, and I know I have to go home soon. Uni starts in a couple of days, and that’s probably what she’s calling for. I’m just not sure I’m ready to face everything back home.
