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I jerked on the handle again. “What?”

No, no.

I hit it. “What are you doing?”

He didn’t answer except I heard another door slamming shut.

A few seconds passed.

My heart was pounding in my chest. Where was he going?

His headlights turned on outside the cabin, and I could hear his vehicle leaving.

That asshole had left me.Again.

Chapter Fifteen

Jake

Leaving Sawyer on my bed, panting, begging for it—it took every amount of willpower for me to walk away. Fuck. Fucking fuck. She undid me with just a look and a whimper, and how soaked she’d been for me. I didn’t know what I’d be walking into when I got back, but I needed space and I needed my head on straight again.

I needed to head this way anyway because at the end of the day, no matter how fucking hard my dick was, I still needed to find out who ordered the hit.

There was an underground tunnel that led to the basement of my uncle’s nightclub, Shivers.

It was a smaller club, but it was exclusive and had the reputation that it catered to any of their customers’ desires. When I’d been a cop, I stayed away. Because of that and because of the contract on my head, I was sneaking in through the back way, or thebackback way. I knew the employees had no idea about this entrance. When I rounded into the basement, I waited, hearing voices coming from somewhere, pulling the door so only an inch was still open, enough where I could hear and they couldn’t see me.

It was a secret door.

“... did he say? We’re not supposed to be down here.” A girl was saying, hushed, but a breathless excitement in her voice.

“Why not? This place is awesome.”

That was a guy with her.

I didn’t recognize either of them.

The girl shuddered. “It’s a total sex dungeon feel down here.”

“Fuck yeah. That’d be awesome if Worthing turned this into that type of club. I bet his dumbass sons would be down for that.”

“Oh. Ew. Don’t mention either of them when we’re down here to do this.” The girl snorted, then moaned. “We need to hurry, Rad.”

“What do you think I’m doing here? Do me a favor and shut up.”

She giggled before it ended in a sigh, a moan quickly following. “You’re so good at that.”

“Hmmm mmmm, babe.”

After that, sounds of groaning, moaning, and thumping went on for another five minutes before he groaned. He cursed, out of breath as she made some sort of hiccupping sound.

I fought against rolling my eyes. A hundred bucks she faked it.

“God, babe. That was amazing.”

Another wispy giggle from her. “I know. You’re going to call me after this, right?”

“What? Yeah. Sure. We gotta get out of here. We’re not supposed to be down here.”

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