Page 51 of Queenpin
Chapter 25
Lucian
Ralf circles me and touches my hair making me cringe. I’m not used to people openly touching me and I don’t like it. “Such a pretty girl. I’ve always liked you best, Lucian. How’s your club doing?”
I shrug him off as much as I can in hopes of throwing him off. “We’re good. How’s your sector doing?” I ask with fake politeness.
He smirks then grips my hair tightly in his hand. He tugs my head back, cracking my neck as he does it. “We’re good, too. Luca, we’ve been waiting for you to come back to our side.”
Three years ago, I split off from 3-1-3 and started my own sector of the gang. I wanted to focus more on pushing more product across the state and country lines then focus on pedaling flesh like Big Heavy does.
I shake my head bravely. “No, Ralf, you don’t want me like that. Remember? I got in the way too much.”
Ralf chuckles breezily. “With that fine ass pussy of yours, yeah you did.”
I jerk my head back and hear Katie groan. I know she’s in pain as I’ve had a beat down like this before. The pain gets worse after the first day when your muscles get stiffer and your body seizes up.
“I’ll make you a deal, Lucian.”
Katie winces in the back.
“What’s the deal?”
Part of me already knows I’m not going to like the deal. He’s always going to try and put me in my place and that’s not in his way. This fucking asshole is ruthless. He’s killed people for defying him and that’s all I keep doing.
Ralf is the front man for Big Heavy’s side of 3-1-3. He’s the one that stalks the night and finds his victim when they least expect it. He’s the one who would kill his own grandma if it meant he got more money.
He’d kill Katie or I in a second.
I don’t dare take my eyes off of Ralf. The minute I let me guard down, he’s either going to kill me or violate me again and I would fucking kill him. After I kill him, I would be tortured endlessly. Big Heavy would make a show out of it.
“You come back to me and I will tell you who’s stealing from you,” he says it so nonchalantly.
“Excuse me?”
He smirks. “Baby girl, go take a look at your books. You’ll find out that there’s money being skimmed from the top. And you’ll never guess who’s doing it, either.”
I feel my stomach tighten and bile rise up my throat. If word gets out that I’m allowing someone to steal from me, I’m finished. I might as well kill myself or turn myself into the cops for the four murders I’ve committed this year.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Ralf pats my arm. “As a sign of good faith, I will let you and Katie go unharmed. Untouched.”
Katie’s anything but unharmed or untouched. The woman needs to go to a hospital as soon as possible but I doubt she will do it. There are too many questions that get asked at the hospital. They would call the cops and a formal investigation will take place.
“What do you want in return?” I need to know who’s stealing from me even if that means I have to bind myself to Big Heavy again. I know I still owe them some kick-up dues from all the money I’ve made since I have gone my own way, but I don’t want to pay in my own flesh.
His lips curl in a dangerous smile which only promises me I’m not going to like it. “I want you to go on a run.”
“I go on a run and you’ll tell me who’s stealing from me?” I ask incredulously.
“You can’t go on the run. Your new boy-toy has to do it. You’ll pull too much attention to yourself with that sexy body of yours.”
I about gag. How the fuck does he know I have a new sub? I don’t advertise my lifestyle and there’s no way he should have found out about it. Unless he has spies in my club.
“Who told you?”
“The same person who’s stealing from you, Luca. It’s lonely at the top, isn’t it?”
