My stomach lurches. I think I’m going to be sick. I press a hand over my mouth and swallow convulsively.
“Let’s try this again.” The Boss leans in. “Why did you betray your fucking parents?”
And Hawk lifts his bloodied face and replies, quietly, breathlessly, “To take their place with the Organization. I want that power. You knew it all along.”
The Boss grins.
Hawk’s gaze is dark and unreadable.
My heart drops to my feet. I didn’t expect this. To imply he wanted this all along. To admit he put his parents behind bars to gain more power. Never thought I really knew Hawk, but I always thought he was a decent guy. Guess I was wrong.
“Good.” The Boss rubs his chin, a thoughtful look on his face. “Good. So I gather your answer is a yes? You’ll be joining our ranks?”
“Yeah, yeah,” Hawk mutters irritably, and something bitter rises in my throat. “Told you, you could have asked nicely. Didn’t need to have me beat up.” He licks his cracked lips. “Just as long as the terms are to my liking.”
“The terms are what they are,” the Boss says, his voice sharp. “You want power, you’ll get it.” He nods at his goons. “Untie him and tell Conrad to post guards around the warehouse. Bring him water and some food, too. Tomorrow we’ll work on the details.”
Chapter Five
Hawk
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Things aren’t going my way.
My hearing aid has been destroyed. And I just realized I’m not wearing my watch anymore. They took it. I just hope they’re keeping it inside the building. This could make the difference between getting out or getting royally fucked in the ass.
The Boss was supposed to give me something to work with by now, some information, names, anything, but he’s all clammed up as if he suspects something.
And she wasn’t supposed to be here. Putting herself in danger. Listening in as I admit things about myself and lie about others. Seeing me bared, my emotions raw and there for all to see as the Boss broke my hearing aid.
Or said he did. He could be bluffing. I wouldn’t know. The damn blindfold is thick enough that I couldn’t make out anything.
I jerk when hands land on me, but they only untie my wrists, then my ankles, and finally my waist. I half-expect a punch to the face, a kick to the ribs, a parting shot—but nothing happens.
Fucking ow. My hands are burning, the pins and needles turning into cutting pain as the blood returns. Groaning, I reach up to wrench away the goddamn blindfold, because I can’t fucking stand it a second longer, and when I blink through watering eyes, she’s there.
Right in front of me.
Looking mad as all hell.
Looking hot as a hellcat, with her long, reddish-brown hair tumbling over her shoulders, amber eyes flashing, my bracelet, my mark on her wrist. Her full tits are heaving with every breath, her hard nipples denting the soft fabric of the long T-shirt she’s wearing.
All I wanna do is rip it off her and sink inside her, forgetting this mess I got myself into.
Only she starts pacing up and down in front of me, and oh boy, I’m dizzy. So fucking dizzy I think I’m gonna throw up, and I have no clue why. Then I try to get up, only to fall back on my ass.
Fuck.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” she’s muttering, oblivious as she comes to a standstill in front of me, hands on her hips. “Giving in to this guy’s demands. I can get you out of here. I know this place.” She bites her lip, shakes her head. “Can’t believe you turned your parents in for power.”
Oh fuck. “I’m a bad guy, Doll. You should stay away from me. Told you so. In fact, you should hurry the hell up and get your pretty ass out of here right the fuck now.”
“I’m not going anywhere, not before you explain, not…” She narrows her eyes at me. “Hawk?”
“Mm.” I can’t even focus on her tits anymore, let alone her lush mouth or the words coming out of it. Maybe I got hit on the head too many times today already. “What?”
She came back for me.
She keeps coming back.