Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83236 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 333(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“Well, since some idiot knocked the door down to my room, I need to talk to Trudy about either fixing my door or finding a new room.”
“You’re going to sleep in my room.”
“Uh, no, I’m not.”
“Yes, you are. You’re not going out there in that damn shirt either!”
Normally, an angry Torin would scare me—or at least make me cautious. Right now, it just pisses me off. “I am.”
“The fuck you are.” I shake my head and keep walking. I make it out into the hall just as he grabs my hand, jerking my body back against him. He’s not exactly gentle either. I cry out in surprise and the pain I feel from the sudden attack. I find myself trapped against a very angry man, before I can say one word. He’s like a hard wall of fury. I can admit that I’m a little intimidated, but I’m also mad as hell. I look at him, facing his fury without blinking, and matching it with my own.
“Let. Me. Go.” I enunciate every single word, letting each syllable fill with my rage.
“I won’t allow my woman to go out there dressed like you are,” he growls.
I feel like I’m about to explode. “Did you seriously just say you would not allow me to do something?” I hiss.
“I not only said it, Peaches, I’m going to back it up. It’s time you learn what kind of man you’ve got. I’m not someone you can play with.”
“I’m not playing with you, Torin. I don’t want a damn thing from you except for you to leave me the hell alone!” I’m screaming so loud that it shouldn’t surprise me when people start gathering in the hall. I don’t turn to look at them, but I hear them.
“That’s not happening, so you need to suck it up.”
“Suck it up?” I whisper, not quite believing he had the balls to say that to me.
“Exactly.”
“She’s going to cut his dick off,” I hear Trudy mutter.
“He’ll be lucky if that’s all she does,” Wheeler responds.
“How the fuck is he lucky if she cuts off his dick?” Freeze asks.
“Freeze has a point. Not sure I care what else is done to me if someone cuts off my dick,” Archie agrees.
I hold my head down as I hear them all. The last thing I want is to be surrounded by the whole club. Maybe I’ll call my brother and let him handle Torin. I’m pretty sure that will get rid of the asshole. With that thought in mind, I decide to just let shit go for now. I don’t normally want my brother to fight my battles, but right now, I think it’d be safer. I need Torin gone permanently. It’s clear that my brain doesn’t function around him, and I can’t be trusted. Hell, even now, I’m slightly turned-on—which is bad. Very bad. Just because Dom turned into a decent guy for my sister doesn’t mean the same will happen between me and Torin. It has been three years. If it was going to happen, it would have happened before now. Lord knows that I’ve made it clear to him I was more than willing over the years. I’m done and I’m going to just walk away now. The only problem is the minute I come to this conclusion—I hear her.
“If she doesn’t want you, Joker, I’m more than willing, baby.”
When I look up, I notice that he's distracted looking at that cunt. I draw my hand back and punch him in the throat. I have strength behind me. I work out daily in the gym and my brother and daddy trained me relentlessly. It might not hurt him, but it will distract him while he tries to get his breath, and that’s all I need. His hands loosen on me instantly. He looks down at me in shock, and I turn to walk away. Right now, I just want to be away from him. Before I get more than a couple of steps away, Torin’s arms wrap around my waist. I don’t think, I just react, using the lesson that not only my family taught me, and reinforced in my jujitsu classes. I grab each of his arms with my hands, digging my nails into his skin. I use that hold to pull myself into his body. Next, I swing my hips out to the left, while releasing my grip with my right hand. I quickly make a fist and swing it backward into Torin’s groin. His body jerks, but he doesn’t let go. I have too much adrenaline firing through my system, so I don’t stop. I repeatedly slam into his groin. On the third hit, he staggers backward, and I use my hold on his arm to rip it away from me. I whirl, reaching up to put my hands on his shoulders for some leverage. Then I bend my leg, bringing my knee up to hit him in the groin. I pull a little of my strength again, but it’s still a good hit. I should feel sorry for him, but I don’t. I’m actually not inflicting as much damage as I’ve been trained to. I am, however, taking pleasure in the fact that he won’t be able to touch Debbie tonight. After my knee is jammed into his balls, he goes down. I can hear the men commiserating with his pain, while Trudy is laughing her ass off.