Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81009 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81009 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
After he climbed off, he held a hand out to me. “Don’t want you falling,” was all he said.
I placed my hand in his and was thankful once I swung my leg over and stood. My legs wobbled slightly, and his other hand went to my waist and held me firmly.
“Give it a minute,” he told me. “Your legs will steady up. Or I can carry you again.”
He smirked at the last part, and I felt my face flush. Was he flirting?
“The heels aren’t much help,” I mused, thinking if I had known I was going to be almost abducted and seen my boss with a bullet in his head, I might have worn better shoes.
Pepper came up beside me. “God, that was brutal. Why can’t one of them have had a car for us to ride in?” she said with a grimace. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.”
I glanced down at my dress and the blood on it, which had dried. I’d forgotten about that. Nodding, I let her lead me to the door that was being held open by a younger guy. He wore a black leather jacket, but not the vest. I’d noticed a few others like that.
“Thank you,” I told him as we passed.
A small smile tugged at his lips, but he looked at the ground.
“Yeah, thanks, Bullet,” Pepper called back over her shoulder.
He didn’t respond or look at her either.
She glanced at me. “Bullet is a prospect. He has to hold the door open for everyone, and he can’t interact with female visitors.”
“Prospect?” I asked, following her into the dark building with black walls.
As we made our way farther into it, it appeared to be nothing but walls on either side of us.
“That’s someone who was brought in by a member. He has to earn his dues, and then the counsel can vote to patch him in.”
Oh. It sounded like a fraternity, but I didn’t say that. I figured that would be considered an insult.
Some men ahead of us kept going and pushed open a red door. One yelled out something about lasagna to Nina before disappearing into the other room. Pepper stopped at a flight of stairs, and I followed her up.
At the top, the walls weren’t black, but navy, making it not as dark and gloomy. However, the floor was a wood that had been stained black. There was a long, wide hallway with sconces lining the walls for limited lighting.
Pepper turned left and went two doors down, then opened the door. Inside was a large room with a queen-size bed that had a tall white wooden headboard. The quilt on the bed was white with flowers on it in different patterns. The walls were lilac instead of the dark colors I’d seen so far. There was a dresser with a television hanging on the wall above it and a closed door. On the other side of the room was an open door that led into what I assumed was a bathroom since I could see the edge of a tub from where I stood.
“I use this room when I have to stay here. For all intents and purposes, it is mine. Liam’s daughter slept in here once years ago, and I believe Dolly did, too, but not for long. Anyway, it’s clean. No club sluts have been fucked on the bed.”
My eyebrows shot up. “Club sluts?” I asked.
She scrunched her nose. “Yeah. Them, and the strippers. The strippers rank a little higher since they actually work for The Judgment at their clubs, but the club sluts are literally women who hang around for the men’s use. Most walk around in nothing but heels and a thong. I don’t care that they are all checked for STDs every two weeks; any man who sticks his penis in those used-up cunts needs to bleach themselves.” She shuddered, then pointed toward the open door.
“Bathroom is stocked. And I have plenty of extra clothes in the closet and undies in the dresser. Go get yourself a good, long, hot shower. I will lay you out something comfortable to wear, then go get us some food from the kitchen and bring it up here. When adrenaline is high, like it is after that shit at the bar, there will be live-action porn running rampant down there. The last thing I want to do is see Fox’s white ass pounding into some female bent over the pool table again. I still can’t get that image out of my head.”
She was serious about the sex and naked women? Did we have to stay here? The more she talked about it, the more my anxiety rocketed up. I started to ask her if this was necessary, our staying here—or at least my staying here—but then I remembered the way Lord had leered at me. The things the other man had said in my ear. No, I could deal with naked women prancing around. I couldn’t deal with being taken by that gang.