Page 61 of His Reaper


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“You know it,” Ellery says, flipping their hair behind their shoulder. “This guy can fuck right off. Kidnapping me, tying me up. Threatening me. He better sleep with one eye open.”

“He barely sleeps, so that is probably what would happen.”

Ellery eyes Bane and then moves their gaze to me. “He yours?”

I give them a clipped nod, and Bane shrugs. “It’s yet to be determined. He tattooed my ass, but then proceeded to ignore me. So I’m not sure if I’m going to keep him.”

“You’re keeping that tattoo,” I murmur, and Ellery laughs.

“Show me. If it’s shit, I know someone who can remove it.”

“Do not show them,” I grumble, but Bane, of course, ignores me. He turns around and shoves his pants down, making Nova give a choked laugh. My glower makes her swallow it right back down.

“Yeah, that’s shit. He has terrible handwriting. Told ya you had shaky hands.”

I find myself starting to unravel. It’s too much. And I need Bane and Ellery away from one another.

“Bane,” I growl, but he ignores me.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. I should get it removed,” he says. “He’s mean to me anyway.”

“You will not touch it,” I say, feeling my blood pressure starting to rise. “I got that trademarked. It cost me thousands.”

He glares at me. “And yet you sneak away, and you don’t accept my gifts, and you make me sad. So fuck you, George!”

Ellery whoops and then sticks out their tongue at me.

“I have no problem taking that tongue from your mouth,” I murmur, but Ellery just rolls their eyes at me. It only makes Nova chuckle and Bane grin.

I want them all to die. One by one.

Well, not Bane, of course. He’s not going to die. Yet. But maybe I’ll tie him up and make him bleed. Yes. That would be very nice. A little blood, some cum.

My cock twitches in my pants.

Not the right audience, though.

“I’m going to take Ellery home. I like them,” Bane says.

“They’re not going anywhere. They stay here until I get answers.”

Bane disregards me, just goes up to the chain holding Ellery in place and undoes it.

“You can come with me. George doesn’t control me.”

“Stop calling me George!”

He pays me no notice and starts to move toward the door, but I don’t let him.

“Stop Ellery, Nova,” I bite out, and Nova’s arms go around the bitch while I grab onto Bane.

Ellery gives a great fight, but Nova has precision and training. She takes Ellery down easily, putting her arm around their neck and making Ellery pass out instantly.

Bane gasps as he struggles in my arms, but I’m taller than him, stronger. He’s slippery, but I have years of training under my belt. I wasn’t the best surgeon for nothing.

“Behave,” I growl, and Bane screams, loud and obnoxious.

My hand slips into the pocket of my scrubs and I pull out a syringe, jabbing it roughly into his neck. His eyes widen, and then he scowls.