“I won’t break,” I snap. “Not for him and not for you.”
The man smirks and takes my chin in his fingers, pinching hard. “I will enjoy every second.”
I shove his hand away from my chin and he looks over his shoulder at one of the men in the corner. “You see this, Bennie? You see this bitch and her attitude?” He sounds amused, but instinct tells me he isn’t. Bennie smirks and shakes his head. “Maybe I should train her myself,” he adds thoughtfully.
“You won’t train shit,” I snap. “This is modern-day England, you fucker, and women don’t go around on their knees for men like you. So you can try hard to train me, but I will not adhere to this bullshit!” I yell. He hits me so hard that I fall onto my side. I see white spots behind my eyes and blink a few times. “Fuck,” I hiss.
The man’s hands go into my hair and he takes a handful and lifts me from the floor. His face is cruel and full of anger. “Next time I see you, you’d better be on your knees and ready to beg my forgiveness, suka,” He shoves me back to the floor and steps over me on the way to the door. “A week is all you have to get her compliant,” he spits out. His two men follow and then I’m left alone with Callum. I back up against the wall as he comes towards me wearing a cruel smile.
“Poor Cree. Hasn’t he suffered enough already?” He smirks, then pulls me to my feet and drags me to the room looking in on Cree.
“I’m sorry,” I cry. “I’ll behave. I’m sorry.”
He holds my hair to keep my face on Cree. Michelle is sucking his cock and Cree looks repulsed. He turns his head to the side and stares right at me. I wish he could see me so I could tell him I’m sorry. Michelle stands and straddles him. She runs her hands over his chest and he squeezes his eyes shut. “Do you think he likes fucking my wife?” asks Callum.
I shake my head. “He hates her.”
“He didn’t hate her when he was sneaking around to my house and fucking her when my children were in bed.”
“He ended that,” I snap. “He met me and ended things with her.”
“You’re so fucking naïve, Eva. He’ll always fuck around. Married women are his specialty.”
I watch as Cree whispers into Michelle’s ear. She closes her eyes and leans into him. She moves slow, back and forth, rocking and moaning. He says something again and she nods her head. Using the letter opener, she cuts the ties from around his hands. Callum is so busy burying his nose into my hair and rubbing up against me, he doesn’t notice.
Cree’s hands run through Michelle’s hair and his mouth connects with hers. He stands, his legs still tied to the chair, and he spins Michelle around. “This what you want, baby?” he growls, slamming back into her. He moves fast, ramming into her as she cries out. He takes the letter opener and slides it between his ankle and the chair leg and pops the tie off. He frees the other leg as Callum glances up.
Chapter Fifteen
Cree
I release my ankle and then wrap my hands around Michelle’s throat. She doesn’t realise I’m completely free now, and as I pound into her, I push her further to the ground. Once I have her pinned down, I squeeze her neck harder. She gasps and reaches back to try and swat me away, but there’s no way I’m letting this bitch go. The door bursts open and the man with the gun barges in. He points it at me, but I don’t release Michelle.
“Cree, stop!” It’s Eva’s voice. I freeze. It’s coming from behind the glass, and I notice the speaker on the wall. “Stop. She has kids. Stop.”
I squeeze harder and Michelle stills. She’s passed out. The man with the gun comes forwards, still aiming at my head. “Get up,” he growls. This ass is an amateur. I stand slowly, letting him think I’m scared. He doesn’t realise I’ve stared down the barrel of a gun more times than I care to remember. Once I’m at eye level, I grip the gun in my hand and use my free hand to punch him in the face. He lets go and now I have the gun, pointing it at him and smiling.
“Oops. Now, Callum, bring her to me,” I add in a sing-song voice. I pull the trigger and the guy’s lifeless body jerks as the bullet hits his chest. Stupid motherfucker. I hear a door open and close and then Callum appears holding Eva against him. He has a knife to her throat and I roll my eyes. “Predictable.” I sigh. “Let her go or I’ll put a bullet in her,” I say, pointing the gun at Michelle.
A loud bang rings out and Eva screams. Callum falls to the floor with a thud and I stare at him confused. I look at the gun I’m holding, knowing I didn’t pull the trigger. Eva is still screaming and my eyes assess her. She isn’t hurt, but she’s splattered in Callum’s blood.
“Someone shut her up,” comes Chains’ bored tone, and I feel relief flood me. “Jesus, put some fuckin’ clothes on, man,” he adds as he comes into view. He shields his eyes and makes a retching sound as a joke.
“About fuckin’ time you idiots showed up,” I mutter, grabbing Eva and pulling her into my side. “Shh, Eva. You’re okay.” She quietens down and stares at me. I see it the minute our eyes connect—pity. I push her towards Chains. “Take her. I’m not done here.”
Chains begins to lead her from the room, but she resists. “She has kids,” she mutters, looking at Michelle. “Please don’t kill her.”
“Get her the fuck outta here!” I
