Page 125 of Indecent Lies

Eyes cut like steel, Grigori said the woman’s name very softly and Texas felt her shiver before she ambled over.

More Russian exchanged, only from Grigori. You could be mistaken if you thought he was soothing the girl with his soft words. Her trembling was a big giveaway as to what her boss/captor was saying.

Putting his hand in his pants pocket, Grigori held a white pill between finger and thumb when he brought it back out. “Open,malen’kaya. Remember to use your English, we are in the free world now.”

Like a well-trained puppet, the dark haired woman fell into order as if deflated, opened her lips and Grigori dropped the pill inside. Her voice was broken when she spoke. “da, ser.”

The hair grab came out of nowhere and the women cried out.

“What?”

“I mean to say yes, sir.”

“That’s better. An uneducated woman is a stupid woman,malen’kaya. Go now. Work, earn that pretty face.”

Wow, this fucker really needed a bullet to the temple.

Texas held onto his temper, there was not much he could do alone against four armed men hovering around.

At this point, he just wanted out of this cesspit.

He’d go home and reassess what the fuck he was doing trying to take down the second man of thebratva.

He’d been out of his mind to think he could.

The sound of a backhanded slap echoed with force through the concrete warehouse and had Texas whirling around mid-step. One of the goons was dragging the woman hard enough her knees were scraping on the floor, she cried out and earned herself another slap and a slew of Russian in her face before she climbed to her feet.

She pushed the guy’s chest—big mistake, she got another slap and this had Texas advancing forward.

Grigori’s hand on his arm stopped him.

“Leave it,comrade, it does not concern you.”

“Seeing a woman being beaten is not my concern?” He grated.

“Nyet. Come, we have business to discuss. Marianna is not your concern.”

Texas put Poppy’s face on that woman and his gut twisted sickeningly.

Marianna being beaten was every man’s concern if he had any kind of decency in him.

He hoped to God the sheriff did something with the photos he sent over.

“You have not contacted your brother.” Grigori declared, inside his cold office space. The space was barren save for a desk and a chair.

“I said it would take time.”

“I think you stall me, my friend, and I do not care to be made a fool,da? In fact, I feel anger if I know that is happening.”

As that, the door behind Texas opened and he knew Grigori’s game at once.

It all became crystal fucking clear as his belly dropped.

If he couldn’t get Texas on side to put him in good with his twin, then he’d force his hand by blackening his name further, making it so every fucking person in Armado thought he was in with thebratva.

Rider, larger than life filled the doorway in his black leatherSoulsjacket and his shrewd stare looking between them both.

Grigori smiled his lethal cocksucker smile as Texas felt his intestines start to leak blood.

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