When he started to leave the room, I stopped him. “What are you going to do?”
“Find out what he wants. And ensure he takes a heated message back to Lucifer that this won’t be tolerated.” The anger in his voice resonated in the small space, the tone terrifying me more than before. Something had snapped inside him, as if he’d decided the line of good versus evil was meant to be crossed whenever and wherever he wanted. Even the flash of his eyes was different, sensual in such a dominating fashion I was thrown by my reaction.
I had to think quickly, or he’d tear the man apart, which would end the charade and any chance of saving the women.
“No. Don’t do that. I have a better idea. We both want this to be over with. Right?” It was as if I was soothing the savage beast.
“What are you suggesting?” He offered yet another commanding look.
“That we give the bastards exactly what they want. A hot little show.”
CHAPTER 17
Kendrick
I was enraged, angry to the point that the mission seemed pointless. I had no idea why I’d reacted in such a blatantly infuriated manner other than that we were getting nowhere.
I’d always considered myself a patient man, but no longer.
Just the last twenty-four hours alone had provided me with proof of what my buddies had been telling me for a very long time.
That if the wrong person crossed me, I wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet in his brain. I’d laughed the first time Maverick had suggested something so heinous.
It had been in the early days of our friendship, the third or fourth time we’d all gotten together for our game of poker. I’d had a particularly grueling case, losing because I hadn’t been allowed to see a piece of evidence. The damn district attorney had played dirty pool. Instead of calling him on it at a point where I couldhave his job and have him disbarred, I’d accosted him in the parking lot. It just so happened that a news crew had been there filming another story and had caught everything on tape.
And I’d suddenly found myself the star of the evening news as well as being kicked down a notch by my boss. The sting had lingered long after the situation had passed, enough so the next time I’d faced the asshole in court, he’d been left in the dust.
But I’d talked about taking him to the mountains and dangling him over the edge of a cliff. I’d shocked my buddies that day. Not from the suggestion, but from the understanding I would have followed through with my threat given the chance.
Tonight, I was feeling the same kind of anger, the type that would continue to eat at me. We were being played as pawns and whether or not it had anything to do with my identity or hers was no longer the point.
The only bit of good news was that inquiries had been made at my bogus company, my credit report of all things checked. They were verifying my identity in a much more thorough manner.
Maybe the visit meant they were finalizing their security check. The entire concept annoyed the fuck out of me.
Plus, if our voyeur was kept interested in our activities for long enough, I could have him followed. That would prove to be a win-win. Not that I believed the goon outside would be stupid enough to allow anyone to trail behind him to any location of importance, but perhaps at least we could add another face or name to the list.
However, my beautiful guest was correct, as I managed to tamp down my fury long enough to allow her to explain. A formal invitation was obviously the only way we’d determine any oftheir identities. Even the sketches of the girls had yet to provide any results. Granted, I knew it often took time, but Jesus Christ, the wheels of justice were in slow motion.
Maybe the thing to do was to push the envelope. “What did you have in mind?”
“Well, since they can see everything at the back of the house, why not give them a sexy show? With you being my master and me submitting to your every demand. That’s what you purchased, a beautiful slave.”
There was a raw edge to her voice, a tone unlike what I’d heard before. The attraction we shared was incredible, but I was beginning to believe we were in a glass house, the container about to be shattered.
But she did have a good point. The windows themselves were bulletproof, something Maverick had insisted on. Besides, I had no fear they would attack the house. Not at this point. They were like any other organization. They loved money and Lucifer had sensed I had plenty to spare.
“If we do this, you will need to do what I say.” The sound of my demand was surprising even to me.
“Isn’t that the point?” With Reese’s skin glowing, her lips swollen and rosy from the heavy round of kissing, I was even more attracted to her than before.
I was also craving another taste of the very darkness and sadism I’d been allowed to experience inside the club. What I’d come to realize over the last forty-eight hours was that I had a massive dominating streak running through me, enough that I wasn’t certain typical passion would provide me with satisfaction from this day forward.
When I cupped her face, Reese leaned into the hold, nuzzling in a way that forced my cock into full attention. Craving her was easy.
Keeping my hands off her was almost impossible.
“Perhaps I’m no longer interested in having anyone else watching our activities.”
