Glaring hot rage fills me, but I can’t move. Ray will sink the knife into Bianca’s neck if I do something. But if I don’t do something, he’ll slit her throat too.
Fuck!
But… I have one tool left in my arsenal. One I’ve already had to use before, on Mr. Rose.
That night when Ray inducted me into the Club, he forced a kiss on me.
Technically, it was my first kiss.
I got hard, and for months I wasn’t sure if I was bisexual or not.
I wasn’t. When a guy’s going through puberty, pretty much anything can get him excited.
But Ray clearly had a thing for me. He forced me to strip naked and swim with him in the river that same night, and I could tell he was trying to sneak glances at my junk.
So I might not be bi, but Ray certainly is.
And I might just be able to exploit his attraction to me.
“Ray,” I say as I casually remove the T-shirt from my body. “Maybe we can work something out here.”
Bianca’s eyes widen, as do Ray’s.
“What?” he asks.
“I think you know what I’m talking about.” In one swift motion, I remove my athletic shorts. Now I’m just wearing the skimpy, tight shorts of my Ace of Clubs uniform. “I know you’ve wanted me since we were kids, Ray.”
“But you never looked at me like?—”
I hold up a hand. “What I want is irrelevant. It’s about what you want.” I slowly walk toward him, take the cell phone out of his hand, and place his hand against my bulge. I’m the most flaccid I’ve ever been in my life, but hopefully this is enough to get Ray to let go of Bianca. “So how about it? You let Bianca go, and I let you do anything you want—and I mean anything, Ray—to my body.”
Ray licks his lips as he looks me up and down, squeezing my dick through the shorts. Then he furrows his brow. “But what about Rouge?”
“You’ll tell her you never ran into us. That Jack must have figured it all out and escaped. We’ll be out of your hair forever. Well, all of us, except me.” To seal the deal, I rip off the shorts. I now stand naked as the day I was born in front of Ray. “Is it a deal?”
“Fuck, Harry.” He runs his hands up my chest. “I always knew you’d have a nice cock.”
I paste a grin to my face. “Grew it myself.”
He bites his lip, rubs at the back of his neck, and finally relents. “Fine. But I want your girlfriend to watch.”
“That wasn’t part of my offer.”
“I don’t give a flying fuck. The guy holding the blade to the girlfriend’s throat gets to make the demands. And I want her to watch as I fuck you, come inside you, take you in a way she never can.”
“Harrison…” Bianca murmurs. “You don’t have to.”
I hold up another hand. “Fine. Have it your way.”
Ray twirls his finger in the air. “Turn around. Bend over. Spread your cheeks. Let me see that tight hole.”
I grit my teeth, but then I do as he says. I squeeze my eyes shut. It’ll be over soon, and then I can get Bianca to safety. It’s the only way. The only way.
The only?—
The door slams open. A gunshot. I stand back up to see Ray crumpled over, holding his stomach as blood pumps out of it. Bianca stands next to him, her face paler than I’ve ever seen it.
A gun. Someone shot him. But who? Who?
