Adrenaline Rush (Death Chasers MC 4)

He really is crazy controlling.

“I genuinely don’t fucking know.”

“Tell me the secrets of this room, Drake. Or I’ll tattoo your fucking forehead, and then I’ll tattoo your fucking dick.”

“My dick and forehead already have tattoos,” Drake deadpans. “I don’t fucking know. This room is just a room. There’s the one closet you’re already inspecting, and—”

His words cut off just as the false panel is ripped away right in front of me, and my eyes collide with cold blue ones. Rush doesn’t exactly act surprised to find me, but a smugness hints at the corners of his lips.

Well, this officially sucks.

Drake pinches the bridge of his nose. “Fucking crazy motherfuckers over there,” he mutters as he turns and walks out of the room, leaving me alone with my captor.

“You’ll learn I’m not the same dumb, naïve kid anymore, Kara. Stop thinking you’re smarter than me. Things have changed,” he tells me as the false pretenses of amusement drops. “Maybe you’ll appropriately thank me for saving your fucking life when this is all over.”

I’m starting to feel like a fool for ever thinking this would be simple. He’s not just a few steps ahead of me. The bastard has thought of every way possible to keep me right where he wants me.

My eyes lock onto his, and he gives me a dark grin.

“Come,” he says as he holds out his hand to me.

Since I’m not left with much of a choice, because it’s not like I’m going to stab him, I take his hand and let him pull me out.

He doesn’t let go of my hand. Instead, he threads our fingers together and briskly starts pulling me with him. Drake has already resumed his butterfly tattoo on the man who is still snoring as we pass through.

He gives me an apologetic shrug, but we’ve been outmatched. I’ll thank him at a time when it won’t possibly get him punched just for being a decent human being.

Rush doesn’t glance back at me, and I work to keep up with his strides, fearing what my new punishment is going to be.

Chapter 19

KARA

Well, this sucks.

I’ve been essentially hogtied—naked—with my ass in the air, and my feet and hands tied to each other in this awful position. Also, I’m firmly tied to the bed to keep me just like this, with a precariously intricately woven pattern for full effect.

What the hell has this place done to him?

“She’s mine, and if you have a problem with it, I’ll take her and we’ll leave without helping you with Herrin,” Rush snaps to…Drex.

Yeah…

This argument keeps escalating.

My brother is just outside and losing his shit about the fact Rush has completely claimed me as his full-time captive.

“You twisted son of a bitch. What the hell have you done to her?” Drex growls very loudly.

This won’t end well. But kudos to my brother for finally sticking up for me. I was starting to wonder if he cared at all.

“Get by me, and you can have her,” Rush challenges.

“Fucking hell, Rush. He’s our president. Watch your tongue before he has it cut out for you,” Sledge snaps.

“Let him try. He failed her. I won’t.”

There’s silence for a minute, before Drex curses, a slight scuffling happens, and the door crashes open to reveal…me in my face-down, ass-up, hogtied glory.

Sledge, Drex, and Axle all look in at me with horrified expressions.

“I’d wave, but my hands are a little tied up at the moment,” I state dryly.

Rush shoves them away from the door, quickly shutting it. “Do you think she wants everyone to see her fucking naked?” Rush snaps like he gives a damn about what I want.

He’s snapped. Completely snapped.

“You’ve spent too much time with Sarah, you crazy ass motherfucker,” Drex barks.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I’m keeping her safe, while also reminding her who has the power in the relationship this time.”

Ahhhh. So that’s what this is.

I had all the power last time because I was Herrin’s daughter, and he was president. Now I’m Drex’s sister, and he’s president. Rush is simply ensuring I know my place…in his own crazy way.

“I’m not in a power struggle. Does that mean I get untied?” I ask through the door.

No response comes.

“Just let me talk to her and give the girl some decency,” Sledge says like he’s talking Rush off a ledge.

“No, you can’t talk to her. And she’s got plenty of decency so long as I’m the only one who sees her that way. You fuckers need to mind your own damn business. I haven’t told any of you what to do with your women,” he goes on.

“You stuck your nose in my business with Eve plenty of fucking times,” Drex grinds out. “And Kara is my motherfucking sister.”

This argument continues for…about the longest ten minutes in history.

“No one goes near her without my permission, or I’ll start removing body parts from the ones who disobey my rules regarding her. No exceptions,” Rush says before he slips in without opening the door much and locks it behind him.