Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
“I gotta go, I gotta go. Holly. Holly.”
I realized my throat was naked and I started hyperventilating.
“It’s gone. It’s gone. My collar; oh my God!”
“Baby!” His voice got very stern. “Chill out now before things go really fucking wrong.”
They’d taken her collar and other jewelry off in prep for surgery to remove the bullet, but I had it all in my pocket. She was freaking the fuck out and if I didn’t get her chilled out, they’d notice her behavior and undoubtedly commit her. I did what I had to do then so that I could keep her settled. I couldn’t hold her down and rub it out here in the hospital room, so I got my mouth against her ear.
“Angel, do you hear me? This is your fucking Master telling you to calm. The fuck. Down. Now.”
I froze.
“Deep breaths,” he ordered. He grabbed my hands and held them over my head.
I took a slow and deep breath. And then another.
“Again. Keep doing it. Keep breathing.”
I complied.
“I didn’t want to keep going backwards, baby, don’t want to keep taking you back to what you used to be, but if that’s what it takes to calm you the fuck down right now, so be it. I’m your Master and you fucking behave and do every single thing I tell you to do. Got me?”
He transferred my wrists to one hand and then his other hand cupped me between the legs.
“Be a good girl,” he commanded and exerted pressure with his middle two fingers against me for a second and my body went lax. “I can’t give you what you need right now but be good and you’ll get it soon.”
I stayed still, willing myself to breathe another breath. And then another. And then another.
A few minutes passed and he let go of between my legs, but he kept hold of my wrists, both crossed above my head and braced under his other palm.
We heard someone coming in, so he let me go but gave me a warning look. It was time for surgery.
All we needed was for her to have a freakout in the hospital and them commit her. Then if other Kruna scumbags got wind of it she’d be in serious danger, meaning we all would be as I would not hesitate to go Rambo on them if they so much as messed up a single curl on her beautiful head again.
The two security guys at Eddy and Luc’s cabin had been gunned down and one was dead. The other we got in to the hospital. Of the gunmen, I killed one but the second gunman had been injured, not killed, by the security guard that had died and as I drove us to the hospital, I’d called Nino, who was already on his way. He’d gotten there, got the injured guy into the toolshed and then got his brother there. Nino and Tino got creative and then got the guy talking and the guy sang like a canary.
Jason Frost was now in our custody. Tino, Nino, and a few of our guys got to his location and they got him to Tommy’s farm, locked him in one of the stalls in the horse barn. I hadn’t talked back to Zack yet but had texted him that Angel had been shot in the leg and that we were at the hospital, that we had Frost in custody.
He replied with an “Okay. I’ll call you soon.”
Tommy’s counselor was due to arrive that day and would be staying at the house with the girls and was reportedly going to be working with Lisa. I texted Zack to send people to Alaska to scope out Angel’s family situation. Gan Chen was in critical condition but had made it out of surgery.
I was awake. The bullet was gone from my leg and there was a big bandage. Dare barely left my side and though he didn’t say much he had a fuming angry demeanor that kept me on high alert, kept me quiet, and kept me in slave mode, behaving myself.
A full day had passed since my surgery and he’d only ever stepped out of the room for about an hour, the longest he’d been away from me since I got shot, and while he was gone Tommy had sat in the room with me, watching me with a cold ‘don’t you dare try anything’ look on his face.
Dare came back. Tommy stayed in the room but leaned against the door.
“You good?” Dare sat on the edge of the hospital bed.
I stared wide-eyed.
“I’m telling you, baby, I need you to listen and stay calm. Be a good girl. Got me?”
I nodded.
“I’m getting you out of here today and taking you to my brother’s farm for a few days so you can recuperate. When we get there, I’m going to update you on where things are at. In order for me to do that you need to listen and you need to behave so they’ll let you out of here. Got me?”