Page 68 of Dark Obsession
"Jenna?" I tilted my head, assessing the fucker for what his definition of 'like' might be.
"Yeah. She's got spunk."
"You touch her and I'll cut your balls off. Understand me?" I narrowed my eyes. "Don't go to her again. She doesn't need you. She has me."
"She came to me, Nate." He tucked his gun in the back of his pants. "Namely because she didn't have you. She doesn't have anyone to help her out. So I decided to."
"What's she doing in return?" My stomach tightened. No fucking way he'd offered help tomygirl for servicing his cock.
"Nothing that would offend or upset you." He walked toward the door. "Be prepared for what's coming your way. It's gonna get pretty fucking ugly before it gets better."
"How so?" I turned slowly, not wanting to set things off again. I'd almost forgotten that Mikey was on the ground save for the whimpering.
"She knows that you and Ash are connected."
"How is that?" I dropped down to the couch, incredibly tired all of a sudden. Money didn't mean shit to me other than its ability to save me from poverty, but I didn't need much. Wealth could suck a nut. I just wanted enough to cover the bills, drive a decent bike and take my girl out to dinner from time to time. Never had I meant to get filthy rich by taking lives and stripping away families of their inheritance. But step by step, shitty decision by shitty decision, and I was here now.
In a place where someone had to die. Jenna or Ash.
"Ashley has always been a vindictive bitch with a jealous streak that makes her unstable. She told the girl yesterday." He opened the door. "I'm going to put a hit on Ashley."
"Jenna asked you to do that?"
"Areyouwanting to take me up on the offer instead?"
"To kill one of my best friends?" I snorted and covered my face as a maniacal laugh bubbled up inside of me. "Is this shit really happening? How did it get this fucked up?"
"Cause you're sloppy and you trusted the wrong people." He pulled the door open. "You want the hit, Nate? Take her out and remind yourself that some things are worth dying and killing for."
"Like what, Erik? What things, and how would an asshole like you know about them?"
"I watch movies." He smiled. "Love. If you love the girl, you'll do what's right by her."
"And kill Ash." I sat up and groaned. "Can I pay you to do it?"
"Nope. Jenna's already paying me to do it."
"With?" My tone dropped again.
"None of your business." He stepped through the door and left it open. "One of us has to take her out. Me? You? Jenna?"
"Jenna's not killing anyone. It would ruin her." I narrowed my eyes. “Erik, hear me. Don’t let my girl kill anyone. She’s a good girl. I’ll do anything to keep her that way.”
“Ahhh… the man has decided that even though he dances in the dark, he much prefers the warmth of the light?” Erik spoke to meaboutme, as if he were capable of being cheeky. Bastard.
“I’m serious.”
“Give me an offer I can’t refuse.”
“What do you want from me?” I tried hard not to let him see the fear racing across the center of my soul. I knew what he wanted.
“I want you. With me. In the syndicate. Make it happen, Nate.”
“I’ll think about it.” I dropped back on the couch and tried to ignore the deep laughter that resounded from the open hallway as he walked out and left me standing in a cold sweat. I was a cold-blooded killer, but the syndicate required the pledge of forever. I wasn’t sure I could go there.
"Is he gone?" Mikey sat up, his eyes wide.
"Yes, you pussy. Get up here and let's figure this out."
