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)
“Not a Lord.” Kashton observes as we look over the naked man. He lacks the Lord’s crest on his bare chest.
“He looks young,” Saint adds. “Could mean he just hasn’t been initiated yet.”
I exit the cell and walk over to the safe that we have in the wall. Putting in the combination, I grab the vial and a syringe and draw it up to the top. Closing the safe, I turn to see Charlotte looking down at her shoes while Kash and Saint both stare at me and then glance at one another.
“Grab the handcuffs and the chains,” Saint orders Kashton.
“I won’t be needing those,” I say, stopping Kash.
Saint huffs but doesn’t argue.
Making my way back to the cell, they both follow me. I walk over to the passed-out guy who was going to do God knows what to my girl and look up to see Charlotte now standing in the room as well. Her watery eyes on mine. I look at Saint. “Get her out of the room and lock the door.”
“Haidyn—”
“Get her the fuck out of this room and lock the goddamn door!” I shout, interrupting Kashton.
Saint turns and grabs Charlotte’s arm, dragging her out of the cell while Kash follows, locking me inside alone with the piece of shit.
Looking down, I place one hand on his chest while the other stabs the needle into it.
FIFTY-FIVE
CHARLOTTE
Istand outside of the concrete room, hands on the bars to the cell. My eyes focus on Haidyn. He stands, tosses the now empty syringe to the other side of the room, and reaches up, grips the back of his T-shirt, and rips it off, throwing it away too.
The muscles in his back flex and his hands fist while he watches the guy on the ground open his eyes. He takes a deep breath and jumps to his feet.
Haidyn punches him in the face, knocking him back. The guy begins to swing, getting a hit in on his face.
“Wanna fight?” Haidyn gives a laugh that makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise. “Try someone your own size?” He lifts his fists in front of him, and the guy rushes toward him.
Haidyn steps to the side, and the guy runs right toward me, but before he reaches the bars, Haidyn’s arm wraps around his neck from behind, lifting the guy off his feet. Haidyn slams him down onto his back, and the guy rolls to the side and immediately jumps back up.
He’s on adrenaline. Why would Haidyn give him that when he’s not using it? Is he trying to get his ass kicked?
The guy laughs and swings. But he misses, and the momentum has him spinning out of control. Haidyn kicks him in the stomach, pushing him back into the wall once more. Haidyn grabs his arm and yanks him from the wall.
My shirt is grabbed, and I’m pulled back, forcing me to release the bars just as the guy runs into them. Before he can move, Haidyn steps up behind him, takes his hair, and begins to smash his face into the bars, over and over.
Blood from his face sprays into the hallway and onto us while his grunts fill the basement.
HAIDYN
I push the guy to the floor. He’s not out, but he’s fucked up enough that he’s done for now. In a few minutes, he’ll be passed the fuck out.
Saint unlocks the door, and I step out before he closes it, sealing the guy in once again. I spot Charlotte leaning against the wall with her arms over her chest. Not in an angry way but a protective way. “Hey.” I walk up to her and cup her face. Her eyes look up at me through her wet lashes. She was silently crying in the car, but she’s stopped since then. “You’re okay, doll face.”
She swallows, nodding her head. Her eyes sliding to the cell then back to me. They search my face, probably looking at the damage. He got a couple of hits in. I might as well be on adrenaline because I don’t feel a fucking thing right now other than uncontrollable rage. He put his hands on my girl, and I’m going to make sure he never does it again.
“Are you okay?” she speaks softly.
I smile at her concern. “I’m fine, doll face.”
“You shouldn’t have done that.” Her brows furrow as if I’m crazy for coming to her defense.
My bloody knuckles run along her jaw down to her neck, and her pulse is racing. “You’re …”
Pushing up on her tiptoes, she crashes her lips to mine, and her arms go around my neck. Without thought, my hands go to her ass, and I lift her off her feet. She wraps her legs around my waist. I press her back into the concrete wall, and she moans into my mouth. Her lips open for me to take control, and I devour her.