Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35349 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 177(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 118(@300wpm)
She wasn’t going anywhere.
Damon would find her regardless.
If the past three months had taught her anything, there was no such thing as hiding places.
Seconds later, Rex sighed, hanging up his phone. “We’ve got to go.”
“Where?”
“Down to one of the clubs. Someone is being a pain.”
She frowned. “Why do you look pissed?”
“I don’t want to take you, but I don’t have a choice. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll do as you’re told and not cause me any trouble.”
“I have apologized for running off.”
“The fact Damon didn’t kill me is a good thing. Now move, come on.”
She rolled her eyes but followed him out of the door. There was a time when it felt weird to her to walk out the door without anything on her other than her clothes. Damon, Rex, Dan, or another of his guards always had whatever she needed.
Once inside the elevator, she folded her arms across her chest and stared at him.
“Do you have a girlfriend?”
He didn’t answer.
“A boyfriend?”
Again, no answer.
“A kid?”
“Why is my love life suddenly so important to you?” he asked.
“We spend a lot of time together. It’s only right that I get to know you.”
He rolled his eyes. “I don’t have a partner of any kind.”
“You’re lonely.”
“Nope.”
“But if you don’t have anyone?”
“Look, Meghan, this job comes with a lot of high risks.”
“How do you mean?”
“At any point someone could be attacked, get killed, the works. It’s my job to make sure Damon doesn’t get killed and to get the job done.”
“Why do you do it?” she asked. “If it takes everything from you.”
“I care about Damon. He’s been a friend of mine and helped me when no one else would.”
“What do you mean?”
“I was out of a job, and I was hungry. No one would help a homeless man, even if he did serve the fucking country, but it didn’t matter. Damon saw me crowded by a fucking drunken mob. He helped me to teach them a lesson. Since that day, I’ve never looked back.”
“He beat the shit out of you because of me.”
“Simple, I got too relaxed.”
“That just makes me feel like a shitty person,” she said.
“Good.”
“I wasn’t trying to get you hurt.”
“I know that. You care about that kid. The one that no one cares about and your sister. Do you ever take advice?” he asked.
“Sometimes.” She forced a smile to her lips. The cakes she baked him were not enough to apologize for the damage she caused.
They left the elevator, and she followed him to his car. Once inside the back, because he wouldn’t allow her to ride beside him, she made a vow to never hurt him again.
Tapping her fingers on her thighs, she watched as the city went by, leaving him to deal with whatever work he was doing.
Several phone calls came in, and she tried not to listen. It wasn’t any of her business anyway.
She didn’t know how long they were driving for before he pulled up outside a very shifty-looking place.
The windows looked blacked out, and there was nothing exactly inviting.
“Shit, I need you to stay calm when we go inside.”
“Stay calm?” she asked. “Why?”
“Just, don’t do anything stupid. Please, don’t run off. I’m only just getting over the last lot of bruises.”
“I’ll be a good girl.”
He opened the door for her to climb out and she stared up at the building, feeling a little sick. She hoped he didn’t leave her in this place.
Rex grabbed her arm and they walked up to the door, which opened before he could even knock.
“Where is she?” Rex asked.
“In the back. She’s causing a right fuss. Threatening to call the cops, and wanting to see Damon. It’s a … mess. The client, he’s pissed off.”
She was in a brothel. That’s what it was called.
Scantily-clad women were everywhere, and as they turned toward Rex, she saw a couple of them with loving smiles on their faces. He was clearly a visitor.
She quickly scrubbed the idea of trying to find him a woman. There was no way that would ever do if he’s screwing everything in this building.
Meghan was also acutely aware of the whispers that followed. The women’s gazes were on her as she followed Rex throughout the building toward the back where a lot of shouting was going on.
When she got closer, that noise was familiar.
“I shouldn’t have to be here. Fuck, I don’t need to be here, but it’s fun to get paid for something I’m good at. There’s no way I’m letting that disgusting prick shove his tiny dick up my ass. Only if he pays double. I want to make some money for it.”
Meghan froze and looked at Rex. “My sister works here?”
“Don’t freak out.”
She had no idea her sister was working for Rex. If Rose was working why the hell did he have her?