Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Swallowing, she sits there like a statue. As if she can make herself disappear from my sight.
“Why did the Lords send you?” I’m not stupid. She’s connected to the Lords, but the question is how? I have my theories, but I want her to tell me who she is. “How about this?” I reach out and place my hands on her knees. She jumps but doesn’t pull away. “Tell whoever you answer to that I left Carnage and have no plans to return.”
She blinks and licks her lips nervously. “You…” She clears her throat. “You can’t leave Carnage.” Her voice is soft, but from the way her eyes widen, I can tell I have her attention.
“No?” My eyes drop to her legs, and my hands slowly push the hem of her dress up, showing me her thighs that she has clenched shut. As if that’ll stop me from taking what I’ve wanted since I first saw her. “A Lord can do whatever he wants as long as he’s willing to sacrifice something they want.”
“What do you have that they want?” she whispers.
“The question is, what do you have that they want?”
“No-thing.” She jumps when my fingers dig into her soft thighs.
I want to spread them wide and bury myself inside her. “Why me?” I ask through gritted teeth, getting irritated.
“I don’t know.” She grabs my wrists, but I don’t release her legs. “I promise.” Her perfectly manicured nails dig into my skin. I feel her legs stiffen as if she can read my mind. “Haidyn…” she breathes, her eyes on mine. I imagine her kneeling before me, begging me to play with her. To fuck her pretty face until I come all over it.
I release her and stand. “Get the fuck out of my house,” I command, needing her to go.
She gets to her feet, grabs her things, and runs out the front door, not needing to be told twice.
Walking to my kitchen, I grab a glass and the vodka, needing a drink. That didn’t go how I thought it would, leaving me more confused than yesterday. My cock is hard, and my mind is a fucking mess. I don’t have time to worry about what the fuck she’s up to when I’m in the middle of trying to figure out what the fuck went down with Benny.
Maybe she was telling the truth, and she really doesn’t know what the Lords are up to. Or perhaps she’s just really good at lying. Just because she has a pussy doesn’t mean she can’t be a vindictive bitch.
Just then, my cell rings from where it’s sitting on the coffee table. Walking over, I see an incoming call from Adam. “Hello?”
“Got what you asked for,” he says.
“And?” I walk over to the floor-to-ceiling windows and watch her start her SUV and tear out of my driveway.
“Annabelle Marie Schults.”
That name sounds familiar. Where have I heard it before? “I’m confused. What’s that have to do with the license plate I gave you?” That’s not who I know Charlotte to be. And she didn’t deny it when I asked about her being outside of my house yesterday. So I know it was her.
“That’s who owns the car.”
I frown. “Her mother? Maybe a sister?” I’ve fucked a lot of women in my life, but other than that, I’ve never had much of a life outside of Carnage. So to recognize that last name…I know it from somewhere.
“No.” I hear him shuffling papers before he speaks again.
The blood rushes in my ears at the information he gives me. I do, in fact, know who that is. My little doll face is in deeper than I could have ever imagined, but now it all makes sense, and I know exactly what I’m going to do to her.
ANNABELLE
“SHIT!” I slam my hand onto my steering wheel. “What the fuck was that?” I whisper, my eyes constantly looking into my rearview mirror to make sure he’s not following me. Or I’m not getting pulled over. Now I’m paranoid. He knows more than I wanted him to.
“The question is, what do you have that they want?”
What if he’s onto something that I hadn’t realized before? What if this is more about me than him? It can’t be, right? They’ve sent me videos of him. Well…one video. When he was lying in his own blood after it was apparent he had tried to commit suicide.
I watched the way his body stiffened when I mentioned Ashtyn. She’s a sore subject. He was pissed off at the fact I even went to Carnage. What did he think I was going to do? We had a meeting scheduled. Surely, he didn’t think I’d give up.
Probably. That seems to be what the others before me have done. Or fuck, maybe he killed them. I don’t know.
What am I going to tell the Lords? I have to lie. If they knew that I was caught, they’d just end it for me. I haven’t come this far to give up now. Or to lose to a Spade brother. He may be bigger and faster, but I’m smarter. I just have to get home and regroup. Take a second to figure out where to go from here.