Page 38 of Deadlier Obsessions

“You look so sexy right now, baby.”

She drives us into the middle of nowhere. Population zero or something like that, because we haven’t seen another car in the last ten miles.

Lucy glares at me quickly before returning her eyes to the road. “Yeah, let's hope I look sexy in prison attire, because if oneof you is brought down for this, we all will be, and our child will be born in prison.”

Gage pipes up from the backseat. “Don’t worry about it, Mama. I’ve taken care of everything. We aren’t even here. We’re already in Paris. We flew there yesterday.”

Lucy pulls into an expansive wooded area. “How does that work?”

I look back at Gage and catch him shrugging. “I added us to the flight manifest while you were driving. Easy. You don’t think I’d let anything bad happen to you do you, baby?”

Scott makes some kind of a pained sound, followed by a wheezing sound after, I think, Gage stomped him in the chest.

Are we murderous psychos? Not really. I think we’re mostly good guys, but if someone hurts one of our women, the psychos come out to play. And touching them? That’s a fucking deathwish. We’re more than willing to grant that particular wish. However, the one where he begs and pleads for his life, sorry man. No mercy. It’s not a big deal like Lucy seems to think it is though. Everybody has to die at some point anyway, it’s not like we’re killing a man who’d live forever. We’re just speeding up the process a little.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

STELLA

We all get out of the vehicle, and Sebastian and Mav drag Scott deeper into the woods. Lucy stands to my right, gripping my hand like she might disappear without the physical contact. I glance at Gage, as we begin following the path where Mav and Sebastian went.

“Are we really going to Paris? Or is it just a cover?”

He chuckles, a low deep sound that makes me pulse in my core, and now is not the time for that.

“Baby, you know I fucking hate Paris, right?”

There’s my answer. I’m disappointed, but not entirely surprised, because he has made it abundantly clear that he has no interest in going.

He stops walking and grabs my arm. “You know that, right?”

I give him a slight nod. “Yeah, I know. It doesn’t matter anyway.”

Gripping my chin, he tilts my head back, forcing my gaze on him. “I love you a whole fucking lot more than I hate Paris, so yes, we’re going.”

“Really?” I ask excitedly and Lucy complains. “I just want to go home.”

Gage kisses me on the forehead. “Really. After we take care of this dickwad, we’ll take our girls to Paris.”

He pulls both of us into his arms. “It’s only a few more days, Lucy. I promise, we’ll go home soon, but this is for Stella.”

When we finally get to Mav and Sebastian, they have Scott tied to a tree. His face is bloody, so they obviously started without us. He looks up at Lucy with tears in his eyes as if he’s begging her to help him. The problem is, if our guys think we were wronged, there’s nothing we can do to change their minds. It’s like stopping a train that’s barreling eighty miles an hour down the track at you. It can’t be stopped. And anything in its path will be destroyed. The best Scott can hope for at this point is for the guys to make it quick. However, that’s unlikely.

Gage stands over him with narrowed eyes, looking like the God of death. I should be scared, right? Yeah, there’s no way this should be hot.

“Tell me exactly what you did to our girl.”

He doesn’t look at Gage, instead he stares at Lucy with a confused expression. “That was in college. Are you seriously still upset about that?”

Gage steps forward and wraps his hand around Scott’s throat, his grip tight, causing me to wonder if he’s going to crush his windpipe.

“You don’t look at her. You don’t talk to her. Now answer my fucking question.”

He releases his throat, and Scott coughs as he gulps for air.

“I was a stupid kid, alright. There was a girl, Mariah, who didn’t like Lucy. She told me she’d suck me off if I pretended to like Lucy. So I did. I took Lucy to a party, and she was held down by two of my buddies, while she watched me make out with Mariah. She cried when Mariah sucked my dick. It was cruel, because everybody knew how Lucy felt for me, but I was just a fucking kid.”

Gage walks over to Lucy and places his hand on her belly. “And look at you now, pretty mama. You found three men that know your worth. Three men to make everything better.”

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