Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 113056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113056 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 565(@200wpm)___ 452(@250wpm)___ 377(@300wpm)
Angel and I were on the beach near our motel, alone. No wires. No wires ever fucking again. I leaned back on the sand and looked up at the beautiful blue sky.
“They’re all gonna pay,” I told her.
She was sitting beside me, her arms wrapped around her knees, holding her skirt carefully around her thighs, her chin on her knees.
"Which ones? Which of them touched you? Hurt you? Tell me and before this is over, I will fucking make them hurt.”
“All of them, Dare. Every single one of them.”
The look in his eyes, pain and anger, and sadness… it made my heart ache. I put my legs down and smoothed out my skirt.
He face-planted into my lap and wrapped his arms around my middle. I put my hands in his hair and stared out at the water, sifting through his hair, feeling him, feeling all of my feelings.
I don’t know how long we sat there, me feeling everything. And then I felt his thumbs on my cheeks, wiping tears that I didn’t know were falling away.
“Every one of them will hurt, my baby. I promise.”
“I don’t ache for revenge, Dare. I just want them stopped so that no one else has to go through it.”
“No, Angel. They will bleed, they will hurt. They will fucking burn in the lake of fiery hell I make for them.”
A breeze blew my flat ironed ponytail into my face. I pulled the elastic out and fluffed my hair out.
“What they said about your dad, baby?” Dare inquired.
I shook my head, “My father had never even been to Thailand. In fact, the man didn’t even have a passport. He was a farmer, Dare, who worked part-time at a factory to give me the extras, put money away for my education. He died in a machine accident working at that factory. He was a good man. He wasn’t a member.”
“I figured,” Dare said, “Zack researched a bit. I found out that the farm is still going. It’s profitable.”
“It is?”
“They’ve put money aside for you. Charles and Elizabeth.”
That was really nice news.
“I’d love to talk to them. Tell them I’m okay.”
“We’ll figure that out,” he promised.
“What next?”
“We go back to the motel, I make love to you, and then we figure out how to make these sick scumbags pay.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
That night, he made love to me slowly, ravishing every inch of my body with his mouth, his beautiful hands. We fell asleep in one another’s arms and then we woke at the crack of dawn, ready to get crackin’.
The Next Morning
I’d called Stan and got him to get me a number to get ahold of Gan Chen.
Chen was busy so Rafe Ruiz contacted me instead. Even better. Ten times better. That little brownnosing asshole would suck my ball sack if I snapped my fingers.
“I’ll be back tomorrow. Got sidetracked with my wife here in Chon Buri. But my brother’s on his way so yeah, he wants to meet with the senior leadership team. You got a room available for him?”
“Absolutely, Mr. Ferrano. They’ll be happy to hear that.”
This was perfect. This guy wasn’t a partner, but he was senior on their team and he was trying really hard to kiss my ass.
“It’s okay I have the car this length of time?”
“Absolutely fine,” Rafe said.
“I have a request,” I said.
“What’s that?”
“Well, it’s a little bit…unorthodox.”
“Try me,” he offered.
“Only bringing up this idea because we had this conversation at our meeting. Is it an option to send a girl here? I’d like to stay the night. We’re having a good time, but I’d like – you know, more company. Company that’s been vetted, company I know isn’t gonna make my dick ooze green and fall off, you know?’
“I do know,” Rafe laughed.
“If it’s too big an ask, if you don’t think you can accommodate me…”
“No, not too big of an ask. Let’s see here. There is a short list of assets that can leave the property. Would you like to tell me your preference? I can have someone bring more company for you.”
“Redhead,” I said, giving my wife a wink. She was on the bed beside me, on her belly, chin propped on her hand, listening, hair over one shoulder. She had a look in her eyes that was giving me a hard-on. She’d been giving me a hard-on non-stop the past 24 hours, really, with how sassy she’d been to Randall.
Zack was sitting on the other bed in the room, also listening.
“Okay,” I heard him typing. “We have a few redheads. Right now, there are two options, both unbooked, that could be brought to you. There’s Anastasia. She’s never been off the property before but she’s absolutely suitable and we can make it happen. There are girls that won’t ever be let off the resort, but a select few are excellent company and we have zero concerns about having them follow our rules off-site.”