“She was forced to try!” I yelled back. “I saved your ass.”
I pulled Duke up to his feet and slammed him against the wall. He moved fast - trained like an assassin - and rammed both of his palms into my chest. I left my feet for a split second and crashed into the chair and sent Harlee to her side. As I turned, I saw the left side of her body hit the floor. I dropped down and grabbed for her.
“Are you okay?”
I felt a hand grab my neck and pull.
I threw an elbow back and hit Duke in the gut.
Just like that we were tangled right back up, going across the bedroom into another wall.
Finally, help started to arrive.
Jasper, Kye, Xavier, and Tristan came charging into the room. Two grabbed me, two grabbed Duke. He was still trying to get at me as I just stood there.
“Everyone calm down,” Jasper said.
“You’re letting this happen?” Duke growled, looking at Jasper. “Letting that bitch in here?”
I shook my right arm away and got another punch at Duke, clipping the edge of his jaw.
Kye grabbed my arm again. “You touch him again, Trent, and I’ll slit your throat.”
Trev entered the room and looked around. “Holy fuck.”
There were two guys each holding onto me and Duke. And there was Harlee on the floor still, just laying there on her side, unable to move.
“First, someone pick her up,” Trev ordered.
Kye broke away from me and grabbed the chair. He was too damn rough and I tried to pull at Xavier but he had a damn firm grip on me.
“Second, what the fuck?” Trev yelled.
“That bitch wanted to kill me,” Duke said. “And you’re letting her stay?”
“No, I’m not,” Trev said.
“What?” I asked. “I thought we talked, Prez.”
“We did. I’ve changed my mind.” Trev stared at me. His eyes were dark, evil. He had the eyes of a guy running outlaw. “I want her gone, Trent.”
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I want her gone, Trent.
Well, that was all I needed to hear. I started to kick and wiggle my hands, desperate to get free.
“Kye, shut her up,” Trev said.
The guy who had carried me to the room and tied me to the chair moved his hand. He was either going to grab a gun or a knife.
Trent fought out of the hold of the guy holding him and grabbed at Kye, throwing him across the room like he weighed nothing. The way Trent manhandled the burly bikers was intense. And sexy.
He stood, blocking me, and said, “Not a chance. Prez, we had a deal here. She was talking to me before Duke busted in and fucking went crazy.”
“You want to see crazy, asshole?” Duke asked, his voice slurring.
“Tristan, take Duke to the bar,” Trev said. “Get him a drink and a blowjob.”
“Someone say blowjob?” a voice asked.
It was another member entering the room. He was rough looking in a sexy way with really nice eyes. His pants were open and he was touching himself.
I gasped.
“Cash!” Trent yelled. “Put your shit away.”
A woman appeared, rubbing her jaw. “Hey. You said you’d take care of me now.”
“Get the fuck out of here,” Trent said.
“Everything good here?” Cash asked. “You need help?”
“Thanks for the offer,” Trev said. “Now go. Finish up. Repay the favor to your friend.”
“Come on, sweetie,” Cash said. He turned the woman around and sent her walking. He then looked into the room, grinning. “I’m not eating that, man. I know what’s been there.” He shook his head fast. “But she’s good at sucking. She was wearing a lot of lipstick if you catch my drift…”
Cash was then gone and I was even more confused.
“What did she tell you?” Trev asked.
“You want this now?” Trent asked. “Right here?”
“Yes,” Jasper said.
I had been slowly picking up the names and positions of all the guys. Some I remembered from the Night Soul clubhouse, some I didn’t.
“Go ahead, darling,” Trent said to me. “Tell Trev.”
I looked at Trent. I shook my head.
“He can’t save you,” Trev said. “I can.”
I forced myself to look at Trev. I wanted to be mad at them all. But the truth was that they were the ones who had me.
“They have all your pictures on a wall,” I said. “That’s how I knew some of your names and faces. How I knew who Duke was. Rocco and Gunner probably won’t stop after this either. Gunner took me into their meeting room and showed me the pictures. Pointed out a few of you. Told me what to do. I’m sorr…”
“That’s enough,” Trev said. “Jasper, cut her.”
I tensed up.
Jasper took out a knife and came at me.
Trent stepped to the side.
Now even he wasn’t going to save me.
**
Jasper put the blade to my hand. He then turned it and started to cut. He wasn’t cutting me, he was cutting the rope. Repeating the same motion on my other hand and I was finally free. Only I still held onto the arms of the chair.
“Here’s the plan,” Trev said. “Duke is right with everything. You were going to kill him. Don’t lie to me either. If Trent hadn’t been there…”