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Lightning fast, the Prez grabs the guy holding me down. I don’t see what he does to him, but seconds after the pressure from my back disappears, the guy is on his back, with the Prez’s foot on his neck.
“Now, get the fuck up.” His tone makes it clear he doesn’t like waiting, so I scramble to my feet. “Follow me.”
Without another look in my dad’s direction, I follow the Prez as he takes me to a room and hands me some clothes.
They don’t fit, and they smell dirty, but I’m so glad I can cover my body that I’m beyond caring. “Thank you,” I say, my voice hoarse.
He shrugs. “You don’t belong to us, so it’s not right to parade you around naked.”
“No, I don’t. I belong to Gray. Please, you have to help me—”
Before I can finish speaking, he wraps his hand around my throat and pushes me forcefully back against the wall. My breath is forced from my lungs, and my eyes start to water as he flexes his hand, making it impossible to breathe.
“Listen carefully,” he spits. “I’m not your fucking get-out-of-jail-free card, and I’m not your friend. I’m Rusty, the President of the Cali Reapers. When I said you don’t belong to us, I meant the people in the room. You’ve already been claimed by one of us.”
“Gray’s claimed me,” I force out. “I don’t belong to anyone but him.”
Rusty lets go of my throat and moves his hand to the top of my forehead. Before I can act, he slams my head back against the wall while roaring in my face. “Don’t mention that fucking dick in this house, little girl. My patience only goes so far. If you keep it up, no one can save you. Not even our new VP.”
My vision swims,making it so I see two or three of him. Even though I claw at his hands, he doesn’t loosen his hold on me.
“The faster you learn your place, the easier things will be for you, little girl. Are you ready to play nice?”
“Fuck you,” I spit.
My words cause him to throw his head back and let out a booming laugh. “Only if you ask nicely,” he grins with a wink. “You’re so uptight, your cunt might just cut my dick in half. But if you insist, I’d be happy to teach you a thing or two.”
I immediately stop fighting him, forcing my body to become limp.
“See, that wasn’t so hard,” he grins. “I will be if you keep it up, though. So keep that in mind.” His grin sickens me, and I have to inhale deeply to stop my stomach from churning at the mere prospect of having his hands on me.
As I notice his expectant look, I realize I have to say something. “Fine,” I spit. “I’ll behave.” It pains me to give in, but I’m not stupid enough to think fighting will get me anywhere.
Rusty claps his hands together. “Let’s talk about your duties—”
“I’m not your fucking slave,” I hiss, unable to keep my mouth shut.
With a shrug, he continues. “Everyone here has to pay their own way. That’s how we work. Especially after your precious Kings shot up our clubhouse.”
My ears perk up as he mentions the Kings. I desperately want to ask if they’re okay, specifically Gray. But I can’t just come out and ask. No, I have to get him to give me answers of his own volition.
“Oh?” I say, forcing myself to sound bored. Despite the one word, I don’t do a good job. I sound too eager, luckily that doesn’t stop Rusty from going on.
“Fat good it did them,” he chuckles. “They no longer have a VP.”
At his words, my heart drops to my stomach and pain webs through my chest. “Y-you’re lying,” I cry. “Gray’s their VP.”
Rusty shrugs again. “No, little girl. Not anymore.”
“But I—”
“Your precious Gray isn’t around anymore. If you believe nothing else, believe that.”
As my anguish grows, so does his smile. I’m vaguely aware that my legs give out and I fall to the floor. An inhuman wail bubbles up my throat and I’m powerless to stop it as I pull at my hair like a crazy person.
“You’re lying,” I scream. “Gray isn’t dead. He’s coming for me, I know he is.”
Rusty leaves me without another word, but I’m painfully aware of his merry whistling as he walks out of the room.
