"Do it to me."
Everything goes silent.
I widen my eyes, not sure I heard right.
I try to speak, but all I can make is a muffled desperate sound because Matt’s hand clamps down on my mouth again.
Bay says it clearly,
"Please, do it to me. Let him go, take me, do whatever you want with me, kill me if you want, but let Alex go. Please…"
I can’t believe it. I’m shaking so hard I think I might faint. My Bay. No, no, no.
Kit and Matt start laughing.
"Well, holy shit. Look at you, angel boy. So heroic. Damn, you really picked yourself a guardian one," Matt says, clearly talking to me. I thrash against his grip, trying to knock his hand off my face, but he presses harder and I can only let out a broken groan.
"Or maybe we should have fun with both of you. You’re pretty cute yourself. There’s a reason we always call you ‘pretty face’," Kit adds. "We could make an angel fall. Mess with his wings."
Matt stops laughing.
"I’m not really into alphas… but honestly, there’s something there. Those long eyelashes, and those lips, don’t you want to feel them around your dick, Kit?"
Kit lowers himself a bit over Bay. "Can you deepthroat?"
Bay responds in a low, almost calm voice. "Let Alex go and I’ll give you money. Then you can take me and do whatever you want, but let him go."
"Wow, you should be a hostage negotiator or something. You just don’t quit, do you?"
"You have to let Alex go. I have my own money in my account, from my music channel, and it’s a pretty big amount already."
I can see the words ‘pretty big amount’ light up something in them.
The one in the front seat, I think it’s Neville, turns and says,
"Shit, some cash would actually help. We’re drowning in debt."
I can almost hear the gears turning in their heads.
"So how much do you have, angel boy?"
"Thirty grand."
"Holy shit, must be nice to have this channel…"
"It’s all because of him, because of Alex," Bay blurts out. "He’s the one who helped me grow my channel. I’ll give you everything, all of it, right now, I’ll make the transfer in front of you, but you have to let him go, once you let him out I’ll confirm the transfer."
"We could actually force you to confirm the transfer and still have our fun with Alex at the same time, but…" Matt hesitates for a moment, like maybe his greed isn’t strong enough to drag him straight into his own downfall, although that’s something only time will tell.
"All right, we can go with that deal. Open the app. I want to see if you really have that much in your account or if you’re trying to feed us bullshit."
"My hands are tied, but Alex knows my password."
The moment Matt takes his hand off my mouth, I let out a desperate scream.
"No!!! Bay, don’t do it, don’t do that, please, I’m begging you, don’t!"
Matt sees I’m making too much noise and clamps his hand back over my mouth, clearly wanting to negotiate in peace.
