ВойтиWhen I slowly started to wake up, the first thing I could smell was the dust. It was overwhelming, covering every inch of the place. The place was barely lit, a warehouse— from the expanse of it. And I was tied to a chair with tape over my mouth. Anger bubbled up my chest. Fuck, how did I lose attention to my surroundings so quickly? Who the fuck would want me kidnapped in the first place?And who knew I was that alleyway except—Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. The rope around my chest was tight. No matter how I tried to push or move around, it stayed tight. I couldn’t even fathom who it was… maybe it was Vincent. Maybe Slick told him what I’d seen and—Shoes on concrete pulled me back to reality. Focus, Remy. When he’s close enough, slam your forehead into— Decker?He came into my eyeview. His grey eyes looked stormy almost, his voice quiet, “I tried to tell myself that this was unreasonable, but I know deep down it isn’t. For one, you’re probably upset about Samantha and I this morning so yo
“Come to me.”This… this motherfucker. I looked at Slick who was still moving around. He seemed busy. And I was going to be bored anyway. “Where are you— and why the fuck are you laughing?”His chuckle trailed off slightly before I heard him say, “I didn't think you’d be so forthcoming. Not after what happened last night.”“Last night?”“I called a few times and you called and told me to stop. I was sure you wouldn’t pick the call up today. Decided to try out my chances. By the way, I like you having a phone. Keep having it on you.”“You seem to think we’re on good terms.”There was silence on the other side for a little bit, then, “I’m in South Korea.”I walked to a box I saw in the corner. It wasn’t covered like the rest with dust. I placed the phone on my left hand and took off the lid. “It’s business, isn’t it?”“Yes. Want to hear about what exactly it is they’re signing off on?”Inside it were papers. Yellowed, old looking papers with a lot of numbers. Something financial, maybe
I groaned as I sat up. My mouth was butter and my head throbbed so badly I could hear it pulsing in my skull. Right beside me was a passed out Wolf. Sleeping on my bed. In my room. Good thing we were both dressed. I could remember parts of last night. Wolf coming into the bar, looking sick, me almost smashing a bottle on Buggy’s head, Wolf dragging me back to the cabin. Me throwing up, him holding my hair back then him throwing up ache. We both brushed our teeth and fell in bed. I stink, I should shower. It took me minutes to get out of bed, shower and change into comfy clothes— Wolf’s, because they were larger and softer. And the moment I stepped out of my room, I ran into Decker. There were bandaids on his face and his lip. He looked bruised, and even his arm and hands were covered in bandages. Guilt ate at me as I stared at him but before I could say anything else, he walked away. Samantha walked into the hall almost instantly. “Oh, Remy. You’re awake.”Today wasn’t a good
The call ended. Before I was able to tell the little shit to tell Remy to pick her phone. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He hadn’t updated me after what happened last night. He didn’t fucking understand the importance of me knowing her whereabouts. “Margot.”“Yes, President?”“I need to fly back to Arizona. Right now.”“You have a meeting tomorrow morning that you can’t miss.”I let out a laugh I didn’t even know I could muster as I looked at her. Her face stayed impassive, her eyes on the tablet in her hand as she swiped at it. My breathing was already changing. Becoming harder. “I’m not in the mood.”“The launch event was a success even with the things that happened after.” She adjusted her glasses, her voice flat and professional. “The board is ecstatic. The investors are pleased to sign the contract for tomorrow. Even your Father is glad with the progress—”“My father can go fuck himself. Get me on a fucking plane—”She looked at me. “As your assistant, I won’t allow that.”“You’re disob
What have I done? What have I done?Decker stared at me, his eyes searching my face. I didn’t know what he was thinking. I never knew. He just stared at me, and for a moment, I was sure he was going to snap my neck. Then he raised his hand. I closed my eyes, waiting for the hit, but his hand was resting on top of my head. “I have been neglecting you for quite a bit, haven’t I? I’m sorry,”W-What?I opened my eyes, my chest pounding so loud I was sure I would pass out. “I don’t… I don’t understand. Aren’t you… aren’t you going to ask what I—”“What you’re doing hasn’t brought any harm to the club. Not yet. And you also shouldn’t repeat this with anyone else. For your safety.”“B-But we should talk about—”“I am very disappointed in you, but I am not sure if I should be. Besides, I don’t understand much of this… rat… thing.”“Being a mole is the greatest sin—”“And you weren’t trying to sin. You were… scared. Fuck.” He took his hand away and rubbed his temple. “I dont… want to drag th
Looked like everything is going to shit the second the President let me out of my fucking room. Not like I didn’t enjoy being away from all of the work but seeing the light was nice. Finding shit on the Bensons that we could exploit was turning out to be harder than finding gold on the club’s grounds. “You’re not gonna go talk to her?” I asked, angling my head at Buggy. He’s been quiet ever since I got out. Probably mad at me. He’d been the one to come tell me that Wolf wanted to jump at the Quarry. The one to keep me up to date about everything. But he was sad. And miserable. All of us were miserable when Remy was miserable. Sure the bar was the way it always was. There was the song that was actually just noise, and all the men with the club girls hanging over them. I heard Chrissy had died. They still had to work. It was almost sad. Nothing, of course, beat Remy sitting at the bar with her head down and three empty vodka bottles beside her. “Her drinking is still a force to be
My eyes went to the side mirror as I watched them leave, the smile on my face dying down. I want to kill him. I drove faster. My car got me out of the territory in minutes before I pulled into the nearest hotel in the city and walked out of my car. A valet rushed to me and I threw my car key at
Poor Wolf, he never stood a chance. It was why when he uncuffed me and began apologizing like the sweet little soul he is, I slammed my forehead— I’ve been told I have a boulder skull by a lot of people— on his and he passed out. I also stole Decker’s bike and lighter because the fuck, I could. W
Only half of my cock could go into Chrissy’s mouth. The other half stayed dry, unattended and sending me words of hate regarding one particular person. Remy wouldn’t have this problem. She’d take it all in even if she stops breathing all because she’s so tough. Remy wouldn’t look at me expectantl
Remy was light. And she made it far too fucking easy to pull and tug her every which way. She was quiet, thankfully as I pulled her into my cabin. I walked away, heading to my fridge. I took out a bottle of beer and chugged it, hearing her finally speak again, “Not gonna close the door? Afraid I’m







