Our reflections catch in the mirror. It is hard to read her expression, but she does pause and I’m pretty sure she isn’t mad I’m beating the shit out of this guy.
“My father is going to fuck you up.”
Lucky for him, Charley and the other dancer had left before he said that.
“Let him go.”
It takes a few moments for Nero’s order to register. His hand coming down on my shoulder is what makes me release the fucker. He drops like a lead balloon and grabs his throat.
The urge to kick him in the head is so strong. Nero reads me and uses the hand on my shoulder to move me back.
“What did he do?” he asks me in a low voice.
“Threatened to rape her.”
His jaw clenches and he looks back at Cantrell. I know this deal means a lot for the club but even Nero won’t stand for that. My eyes widen when he kicks him in the face. Cantrell flops to the side, out cold.
“Fuck,” Nero turns away from him. “Did he touch her?”
“No, I got here before he could. Heard him telling her what he was going to do.”
“She’s the one he threw money at?” he asks. I nod. Nero grimaces and looks down at Cantrell, his mind working. “Beast, go get his father.”
“Are you sure?”
Nero doesn’t say anything. We wouldn’t normally question his orders but this is probably not the best of ideas. Cantrell is connected, he’s not a big player, but he is also someone you don’t mess with.
Good thing we’re scarier than he is and don’t give a fuck.
Nero eyes me as I start to pace. Charley better be okay.
“Fuck,” I curse out. “Five minutes later…”
“It didn’t happen.”
“It could have.”
“It didn’t and it won’t and he isn’t getting away with it.”
The door opens and Beast comes back with Cantrell and Fury. He is smirking like he thinks he is getting a present until he sees his son out cold and covered in blood.
“What the fuck?” he steps forward, going toward his son, but Nero sidesteps and blocks him. “What the hell is this? Do you have any fucking idea what you’ve done?”
“He threatened one of my employees,” Nero says.
“What? One of the girls? He didn’t mean it. He may be my son but he’s an idiot who runs his mouth.”
“I’m glad we agree he is an idiot.”
Cantrell turns his head to Nero his face a mask, but Nero doesn’t falter as he stares him down.
“No one threatens my staff. If you’re happy to have a rapist as a son, then this deal is off.”
“A what?”
“Don’t bullshit us.”
Nero eyes me and my mouth snaps shut. There is no way this guy hasn’t hurt women before. He’s gonna fucking regret trying to hurt Charley.
