Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45135 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Wiping the tears away, she stared at Fury, hating him, but hating her arousal more than ever.
“Fuck,” he said again, and turned and left her in the room but didn’t shut the door. She could hear banging going on, cabinet doors being slammed shut, and more cursing, but she stayed right where she was. After a few minutes Fury came back in, looking even more pissed.
“I can’t let you go until I take care of your family.”
She knew her eyes were still wide, not sure what she should say or do.
“Behave and don’t start shit, and I’ll let you go once this is all said and done.”
Truth was she didn’t care what Fury did to her father or family. She hated them, had wanted them out of her life, and prayed for it even.
It was sick and demented, but she supposed if being chained up in this cabin in the middle of nowhere was the only way for her to truly be free, well, Angelina would deal with it.
Yeah, she must have been so fucked up, the Family messing up her sense of worth and freedom on such a level she may never go back to “normal”.
Fury didn’t move for several seconds, and she didn’t know if she should have said something. Of course, she was still afraid, but if Fury wanted to hurt her, couldn’t he have done it ten times over by now?
“Come on, I’ll show you where you can get cleaned up.” He left the room, and she couldn’t do anything but follow him, the long, length of chain clanking on the hardwood floor behind her.
The bathroom was just down the hall, the first door on the right. He turned on the light, and she looked inside.
“I brought some of your clothes. They are in a bag under the bed.” He turned and faced her.
“Can you at least unhook the chain?”
He was shaking his head before she even finished speaking. “Fuck no. Until I know your father is dead for sure, and the Family is taken care of, you’ll stay exactly like this.”
She could have cried and screamed out at him. But she was smart, needed to be in this situation, so she just nodded.
“The chain will give you enough leeway to go to the bathroom and even come out of the hallway. You don’t need to go any further than that.” He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at her.
Fury reminded her of an animal that had been caged for far too long and was now running free. It was such a strange analogy for her to think, but he seemed so wild and untamed, and looked like the slightest provocation would set him off.
“You’ll let me go once it’s all said and done?” She couldn’t help but ask again.
“If you can’t give me any information, then you’ll be used as leverage. You might hate your father and the Family, but I have a feeling they’d do a lot to make sure you’re safe.”
She looked down at the ground. “I don’t know about that anymore, especially not since I ran from them. I betrayed them.” She lifted her head and looked at him. “If you could just let me go, I’ll leave, go far away—”
“Fuck no,” he said with a hardened voice. “I’ve told you once, and I won’t tell you again why you have to stay.” He looked down at her ankle. “And obviously that means keeping you locked up.” When he looked at her face again, there was nothing but cold, hard brutality. “Either go take a shower or go back in the room.” And then he turned and left her standing there, feeling like she’d just been swallowed by the earth.
10
“Where the fuck is he?” Birdie asked from the bed he was currently crashing on at the clubhouse. He’d checked himself out of the hospital. He hadn’t wanted to be held up in a sterile-like room.
But then Fury had gone AWOL, and Birdie knew he couldn’t sit around and not figure out what in the fuck was going on.
“I don’t know. He just fucking took off, called and said he had business to take care of, and that was that.”
Birdie looked at Stone after he spoke, and he’d known enough liars in his day to know Stone was full of shit. He pushed himself up on the bed and winced as pain lanced through his whole body.
But he pushed that shit back and focused on what needed to be done. Stone touched his shoulder, wanting to help, but Birdie didn’t need it.
“I don’t want fucking help, man,” Birdie said and pushed Stone away.
“Yeah, you’re a fucking Bleeding Mayhem member, all right,” Stone said with a harsh growl. “Fucking cranky motherfucker and full of pride.” Stone mumbled out the words, his eyes narrowed and trained on Birdie.