Out of all of the things I’d threatened her with, it was another cock that turned her docile. Now that made me smile.
“Remember, Little Bird,” I kissed her lips and growled, “Good girls get rewards.” Then I left.
The good girl act lasted about point two seconds. As soon as I had the door open, she started screaming for help. There was no doubt in my mind that she’d have made a play to run out if I didn’t have her ankle chained to the bed. Too bad for her, the room was soundproof.
Not a peep could be heard once the door was closed. Not that it would’ve mattered. Micha was the last person that would help her. The son of a bitch was almost as cold as I was. A man in his position had to be. That didn’t mean I wanted him knowing my personal business.
I strutted down the stairs, grabbed a shirt out of the closet then headed around the corner to open the door, where I was met with Micha’s unimpressed glare.
“Where the fuck is she?”
My brow rose. “Where is who?”
He was going to have to be a lot more specific than she. In the last month alone, I’d had a hand in five disappearances.
“Don’t play dumb with me. I know she’s here.” He shouldered past me. “Logan’s got a big mouth.”
Fucking Logan.
Micha spun around and crossed his arms. “Did you kill her?”
“Why?” I said while shutting the door and walking past him to get a drink. “Who the fuck is she to you?”
“No one. But my pregnant fiancé has been bitching about her missing friend for two goddamn days.”
Yeah, I could see how that would be annoying. On a good day, Riley Adams was a pain in the ass. Micha should’ve just let me shoot her.
I took a drink of my whiskey and shrugged. “So?”
“So?” His face dropped. “Did you not hear what I said?”
“Oh, I heard it. I just don’t care.” His problems with Riley were his. I didn’t give a shit about what happened in their relationship.
“I could make you care.”
I snorted. Good luck with that.
Micha closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath. The fact that I did shit without informing him pissed him off. I didn’t care about that either. He was our leader, but that didn’t mean he knew everything that happened. That was the entire purpose of guys like me. We handled the dirty shit no one else wanted to.
My brow once again arched when Micha tipped his head and narrowed his eyes. “Is that blood on your mouth?”
I lifted my finger and wiped my bottom lip. “So it is.”
The red streak on my fingertip called to me. I couldn’t resist popping it in my mouth and sucking off every last drop.
Micha stood there with his mouth open. “Did you fucking eat her?”
“No.” I wasn’t a fucking cannibal. “But I would be coming inside her right now if you hadn’t shown up.”
I was still pissed about that.
“Fuck sakes. I didn’t need that image in my head.” He dropped his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Are you going to keep her?”
This time it was my eyes that narrowed.
“You took out a contract, didn’t you?”
How the fuck did he know about that?
