Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
I laughed and I knew it sounded more than a little bit crazy. “You are.” I laughed in a sing-song voice. “You have no idea where you are or who you’re getting ready to have to deal with.” I grinned at him. At least I hope I was looking at him. That one eye was now completely swollen shut and there were dots dancing at the edges of my vision in my good eye. I tilted my head and tried to project the same effect on him I had to the club girls when I’d first come back to Grim Road as Rocket’s old lady. I leaned in and whispered, “You’ve stepped onto a very… grim… road…” God, could I get any cheesier? But Lord, it was too funny. Well. It would be funny. Weeks from now after I’d healed. And had a proper meltdown.
Pinhead laughed, then snarled and backhanded me again. This time, my feet slipped and the cuffs on my wrist took my entire weight. How I managed to stay conscious I had no idea. Probably because I was just that Goddamned stubborn. I wasn’t going to pass out and give this fuck a chance to touch me without me fighting back. He might hurt me. Might even kill me. But I would not go without a fight or giving back as much as I could. I was the vice president of Grim Road, Goddamnit! And if I kept telling myself that, it would help me be strong. I would prove myself worthy of their trust in putting me in this position.
“I’m gonna enjoy playin’ with you, little girl.” Pinhead leaned in and licked up the side of my face. “When I’m finished -- if there’s anything left -- I’ll give you to some friends of mine. After they’re through? Maybe I’ll ship you back to this man of yours. In multiple boxes.”
I grinned. “You’re so fuckin’ fucked, and the sad part is, you don’t even know it. When they get here, I’m gonna remove every piece of metal from your face. With needle-nose pliers.”
He raised his hand to hit me again, but before he could, the door to the tiny cabin burst inward. I used the opportunity, kicking out. My foot connected with Pinhead’s crotch. He cried out, stumbling backward before falling to his knees.
I struggled to free myself, but I was just that little bit too short to slip the hook where my cuffs hung from the ceiling. That’s when my attention focused on the woman who’d come barging in like a bull.
Venus. I’d never met her, but there was no mistaking who this woman was. Long pink hair. Pink leather. Pink boots. Pink nails that looked sharp enough to disembowel a man. And when she turned her head? Yep. Pink eyes.
Cool!
I had just enough left in me to appreciate the efficiency with which she dispatched both men. One kick to the head for each and they were lying on the floor either completely dazed or unconscious. Then she moved to me.
“Which one hit you?” It was a demand, her expression as hard and cold as any of the guys in Grim Road. She was taller than me by several inches and looked to have several pounds of muscle on me. Her pink top was a leather vest displaying toned arms and a small strip of muscled midriff. She helped me get the links of my cuffs off the hook and steadied me so I could keep my knees from buckling. When she tried to ease me to the ground I shook my head, bracing myself with a hand on her shoulder for a few more seconds before I nodded and stood on my own power.
“Pinhead there.” I nodded at the man in question. He was out but starting to stir. “I’d appreciate it if you helped me tie him up. Me and him got unfinished business.”
The corner of her lips up with a satisfied smirk. “Woman after my own heart.” Her accent was Russian, though not really heavy.
We secured both men before I sat back on my ass next to the wall. “Give me a minute. I want to enjoy the fuck outta this.”
“No problem. We can take as long as you like. Your club will be here soon. They can take these fucks to secure location for you to play to your heart’s content.”
I chuckled. “Yeah. That’s a real thing.” Then I groaned. “I may have to take a few days before we start good and proper. Though I promised Pinhead there I’d be removing a couple of those piercings with needle-nose pliers. I should probably do that now so he knows I always follow through.”
“As you should.” Venus sounded approving. “While I always like to do torture when at full strength, follow-through is very important. And if you’re not physically ready for the torture, it hurts you more than one you’re hurting.”