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“You’re in charge here, ain’t ya?” Prez asks the mouthy guy who’s still tied to his chair in the middle of the room.
“You could say that,” he shrugs cockily.
Prez nods his head slowly, almost looking impressed.
“Get the gas, Jessie.” Prez’s eyes remain focused on the guy, who suddenly doesn’t seem so confident. Jessie comes back from the cage with two cans of gasoline and after he hands one to me, we douse the place and I pour what’s left in mine all over the asshole’s head. Fucker can choke on fumes for calling my girl a fucking whore.
Thorne passes Jessie the rope and we back out of the building. “What you doin’?” The guy’s eyes are wide with panic as he starts to fight against his ropes.
“You’re the one in charge,” Prez reminds him.
“Ain’t ya heard? A captain always goes down with his ship.” Jessie salutes him on his way out the door. We leave one end of the rope dangling in a pool of gasoline, and take the other end with us to where the others are waiting at a safe distance.
“Light it up,” Prez orders Jessie, who flicks his zippo and ignites the end of the rope. We stand and watch as the flame travels down the rope, burning away until it disappears inside.
Then the windows blow out and wood flies in all directions when the place goes boom. I’d love to watch the place burn, but right now all that matters is my girl.
Nick sits licking his lips at me, it’s been a few hours since he took me, and I wonder if Grimm or anyone at the club has realized I’m missing.
When the door opens and a man I don’t recognize steps inside, he tosses a box at Nick and scowls at me.
“What’s this?” Nick asks, opening the lid. “Jesus Christ.” He quickly shuts it again, almost gagging on his words.
“That’s a package courtesy of our pals the Dirty Souls. They had it dropped off at the bar, it came with a note too.” Reaching into his back pocket, he passes a scrunched-up piece of paper to Nick.
“See no evil,” he reads it out loud and looks confused.
I smile to myself because I don’t need to look inside the box to know what’s inside it. McAlister showing up at the club last night and now a package being sent to the bar from the Souls is too much of a coincidence.
“And then there were two.” I smile across to Nick, I may be tied up but these assholes aren’t gonna break my spirit like they did Evangeline's, Rogue can’t be broken.
“Shut your fuckin’ mouth or I’ll fill it with my dick.” The guy I don’t know slaps the back of his hand against my face, and I manage to smile at him.
“Remind me again why we ain't fucking this little slut?” he asks Nick.
“We ain’t got time for distractions. Besides, I don’t know what Ivan has planned for her.”
“You boys better make sure you do as you’re told now.” I laugh at Nick, he’s nothing but a weak, grown-assed man who rapes little girls and takes orders. I can’t believe I’d ever been afraid of them. Nick grabs my face in his hands and forces me to look at him. “I’d break the fuckin’ rules to take another shot inside your cunt, sweetheart,” he spits at me, and I keep my brave face firmly in place, refusing to show him anything but courage.
“It could be hours before Ivan gets here.” The other guy grabs my face and forces me to look at him. “I’m tempted to break them too.”
“Aren’t I a little old for you now, Uncle Nicky, you much prefer scared and vulnerable, don’t ya?” I turn my head to him and wink seductively, hoping I can coax him close enough to rip out his throat with my teeth.
“You think I don’t still have that power over you?” He stalks toward me, taking my ponytail in his hand and ripping my head back.
“I could ruin you all over again, little one,” he whispers his threat into my ear, and I can’t prevent the shiver it sends down my spine. “I think you’d like it, you never did fight back. Always took it like such a good girl.” His free hand slides down to my chest and squeezes hard around my tit. “I like how you’ve changed, Evangeline.” His wet tongue rolls over my cheek and I struggle against the chair I’m tied to. I can feel something building in my chest and it feels a lot like fear.
“Fuck it. Let’s have one for old time’s sake.” Nick smiles at me, and I notice that the other guy’s already got his hands inside his pants.
“Best make the most of you while you're still in one piece. When Ivan finishes with you, you’ll be the one getting boxed up and sent out in pieces.” His hand travels lower, I figure that if they’re gonna rape me, they’ll have to untie me. That's when I will fight, and I’ll fight to the death if I have to.
“I want her ass, Nick,” the guy I don’t know says as he jacks himself through his fist.
“You can take whatever you want once I'm finished,” Nick promises, watching for my reaction as his hand slides into the front of my underwear.
I want to scream, his hand doesn’t belong on me. I’m Grimm’s now, he’s the only one who gets to touch me.
“Your pussy’s gonna get me into trouble, but I’ll take the consequences,” Nick tells me before a loud crash distracts him, and when I look over to the door and see Grimm, I smile.
