Page 14 of Disco Fever

“Fuck you!” he shouted, wriggling his body to get free.

A scream burned my throat as I removed the knife and punched him, again and again, Dante’s hands firmly on my shoulders as I continued beating the man. “Give me your name!”

The man and I both noticed movement to our left. When I turned to look, Dot was slowly walking toward the scene that was playing out in front of her. The look cast across her face reminded me of the night she killed Juan. I wasn’t sure if I was upset with her for not staying by the car, if I was pleased she was coming to join us, or if I was turned on by this whole situation. Honestly, it was probably a little bit of all of these things. She was this beautiful, deadly thing coming to join the party. When I looked back down at the man in question, he was still looking at our angel, his neck and face bleeding profusely from my abuse. I didn’t like the way he was looking at her, the way his eyes lit up as she stepped closer.

“I don’t think my devils gave you permission to look at me.” Dot’s words were laced with venom. Hearing her call us her devils sent a jolt of electricity to my clit.

Fuck. Not right now, Kat. Handle this situation first!

He ignored her warning and followed her every move with those bloodshot eyes. Dot kept walking until she stood right over his head. I knew if he looked directly up, he would get a gorgeous view of her perfect pussy in her delicious lingerie she had on under Dante’s jacket.

What is she doing? Why is she letting him look at her?

His eyes began to drift up, blatantly trying to steal a glance.

Not on my watch.

“Hey, fucker!” I slapped the back of his head. “You willnotlook at her. Got it?” The man’s head dipped back down with a muffled whine. “Keep those eyes low—” I felt Dante lean into my back, forcing me forward a bit. I tilted my head up to find him and Dot now kissing above me. If I wasn’t horny enough, I was now.

These two are going to be the death of me.

Dot took a few steps backward and kneeled on the gravel near the man’s head. She seemed lost in the moment, almost entranced by the violence. But when she looked into my eyes with those vibrant blue irises, I realized how dilated her pupils were and immediately knew she was high.

Shit.I made a mental note to address this later, but right now, I needed to focus.

I gripped the back of the man's head, twisted my long nails through his greasy hair. My hand forced his face up as I spoke abruptly in his ear. “Listen to me closely, you fucker.” Dante rubbed my back before standing and joining Dot, squatting next to her. “I’m not fucking around. I want answers, and I will get them however I need to. Now—” I shot his face back into the gravel as it hit with a loud thud. “Who sent you to make this deal?” His cheek ground into the rough pavement, groans pouring from his mouth as the gravel tore his flesh. “Answer me!”

“N–no one. No one, I swear! We—we just—we just thought we could get more than we were paying for if we roughed you up a bit.”

“You wanted to scam us for more?” I cackled. “I don’t believe you! And if that’s the case.” I yanked his head up as he looked at Dot and Dante, eagerly waiting for him to speak. “Why did you try to kidnap me?”

“I–I–—”

“Wrong answer.” Dante swung his fist as it landed harshly on the man’s shredded cheek, knocking him from my grasp. I swear his head bounced as it hit the gravel. “You better start answering my girl’s questions.”

“I swear,” the man sobbed. I didn’t believe him, not for one second. Their plan was too thought out, too calculated. They wanted to meet at Eden’s Inferno for a reason, and had Dante and Dot not been there to back me up, they would have succeeded in whatever they were planning.

“Nice try. But that’s a tired story. We’ve heard it too many goddamn times to believe it anymore.” I scoffed. “We aren’t amateurs.” A smile tugged at my lips as I stood, knowing the man was too roughed up to move. “Dante, baby, why don’t you take over.”

Dante grinned, knowing I wanted him to let go and unleash his inner demon.

“Do whatever’s necessary.”

“You got it, boss.” He cracked his neck as he stood. To be honest, I just wanted answers so we could leave and play with our girl, because the way she had come over just a moment ago made me want to fuck her senseless. Impatiently senseless.

Dante stood next to the man, staring down at him with such poise. I nearly jumped when he broke from that and aggressively kicked the man in the ribs. “Stand up!” he shouted.

“I can’t!” the man cried out.

Dante laughed, bending down as he brushed the man’s hair from his face. I could tell he had fully untapped his hidden anger. “Then use your words and tell us your fucking name!” He was screaming in the man’s face, laughing as he cried. Tears fell from the man’s eyes, mixing with the blood that soaked his cheeks. Dante ran his hand across it, wiping as much as he could. “Oh, look at you. You’re such a mess.” The man continued to cry as Dante gently shushed him. “There’s no need for that.” He tilted his head. “You see, you’re not the first person we’ve brought out here. You can scream and shout all you want, but no one will hear you.” His smile turned sinister. “So do yourself a favor, and just give me a name. Simple.” The man’s mouth quivered. “Alright then, but I did warn you.”

Dante sighed as he began digging in the man’s pockets, eventually pulling out his wallet. “Why didn’t I think of this sooner?” He playfully tapped his head and opened the wallet, pulling out a driver’s license. “Frank Sorrenson.” The man’s eyes widened. “You don’t look like a Frank to me.” Dante handed me the license as I stared at the information, forcing Frank to his feet as they stood before us.

Dot stepped forward, taking Dante and I by surprise as she spoke to the man. “Frankie… sweetie, who the fuck sent you to make the deal with my devils, babe?” The way she spoke was so sweet and innocent, taking me back a moment. She had her little pink blade in her hand, coated in his partially dried blood from when she attacked him. She was spinning the knife over her fingers with a practiced ease that made me a little unnerved.

“Angel,” Dante purred, cautiously watching her every move.

Dot slowly approached Frank and Dante, the two men easily towering over her tiny frame, despite her platform go-go boots. I walked closely behind her, shadowing her, not knowing what she had planned in that precious little mind of hers. Dot was awild card, and while I liked it most of the time, moments like this made me nervous. There was no telling what she would do.

---