Page 87 of Lust

“I do.” I straighten up, looking him in the eyes. “I do love Ivory and I sure as fuck won’t let last night be the last time I see her.” I vowed the moment that I knew she was taken that I would track this bastard down, and I would watch the life drain from his eyes. He had my purpose, my reason, and he thought he could take her from me? He was sadly fucking mistaken. In the end it would be his fatal mistake.

But really I had done my own fatal mistake. I admitted out loud—to Ivory’s brothers that I loved her. My fatal mistake was not telling her those words and I prayed to god that I get a second chance at telling her how I feel.

“The boys are combing the cities cameras trying to pick up on that black mustang.” Asher gets off the phone. “Who knew your biker friends would come in handy.”

“More manpower the better.” I mutter and glance at Gabe. Part of me is pissed he slept through it. But I know he is beating himself up, enough for the two of us. So I don’t rub salt in the wound. But it takes a fucking lot of willpower not to do it. Taking the higher ground was never an easy route.

“We need to think like Taylor.” Gabe mutters looking between us boys.

“He’s got the money. He’s got the control.” I say, “The only thing he wants is Ivory and that is a fucking problem.” I glance at Links. “Did he ever come across as one of those men, if he can’t have it no one care, type deal?” I’m trying to work out what I’m up against and if he is the type of man to kill her just so no one else can have her.

Link’s eyes tell me the answer and it scares the shit out of me. I swallow sharply. “We need to get ahold of him, I’ve got an idea.” And I really don’t like the idea, but it’s fucking better then the option of him killing Ivory then himself.

Links pulls his phone out. “Wanna share this great idea?”

“He needs to think there is no threat. He needs to think that Ivory has a shot of loving him again.” I take his phone.

“I’ve got a bad fucking feeling about this.” Gabe says and I nod my head. It wasn’t my best idea. But I’d do anything to keep Ivory breathing.

“Out of you three, which one would he answer a call from?” I question them, before using Links phone. I knew I had one shot at pulling this off.

“Asher.” Gabe and Links said together.

I then look at Asher. “Then you get the job of telling Taylor that I’m fucking another woman and that I’m using Ivory.” Asher smirks and I shake my head. “You have to be convincing and plant doubt in Ivory’s head.”

“What the fuck is this going to do?” Gabe snaps at me.

“It will buy us time.” And I knew it wasn’t ideal.

Asher pulls out his phone, but he pauses before calling. “You know this will break my sisters trust in you and once that is broken, there is no repairing the damage.”

“I’m sure she will understand when I explain why I did it.” I was hoping and praying it would be that easy.

Asher dials the number and steps to the side to tell Taylor the planted information.

“You know you just shot yourself in the foot?” Gabe snaps at me again. “I like my sister happy and she seemed happy with you but you are destroying that by planting doubt in her head.”

“Like I said. I love her. Which means I want her breathing. This gives me time to find her.”

“That’s if she wants you to find her after she hears that.” Links only states the truth and I knew that Ivory not wanting me to come to her rescue was a real problem. But I’d rather her breathing and hating me, then not breathing at all.

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Ivory

Coming to my head is aching, and as I sit up, I take in the plush size bed and the expensively furnished bedroom. Where the fuck am I?

It floods back a second after that thought. Taylor took me! I go to move to the end of the bed, and immediately I’m looking for an exit.

“You can calm down baby girl.”

And I freeze. My eyes going off the bedroom door, and onto Taylor sitting in an armchair, he leans forward a gun in his right hand.

“You can’t keep me here.” I say quickly, my words rushed.

“Not planning on it.” He butts out a cigar and locks eyes with me. “I just wanted to talk. Like I’ve been telling you since your dad died.”

“So you kidnapped me!”

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