Page 85 of Wickedly Played
After two rounds, I’m pulling my pants back up. I should have bleached her to make her clean for me, but I didn’t have enough time. Her pussy was still tight and sucked my soul away.
I loved how she lay there and let me do whatever I wanted to her.Not like she had a choice.
“Adam, if you don’t get your fucking ass to this warehouse in five minutes, I’m putting a bullet in your head,” Lorcan barks through the speakers of the van.
“I’m pulling in right now,” I grouse.
The minute I have the van parked, a couple of Lorcan’s men are opening the door and grabbing Serena. “Hey!” I yell at them to stop them. “I’ll take her in.”
“Dumb ass,” one of them mutters.
I’m trailing behind them, trying to make sure my girl doesn’t leave my sight even for a minute. Now that I have her, I can’t stand the thought of her being away from me.
Lorcan is waiting in the main space of the warehouse with a chair, rope, and something else in front of him for her. “Put her on the chair,” he instructs.
His goons follow directions and then begin to tie her limbs to the chair. I watch to make sure they don’t get too handsy. Her long blonde hair is snarled from me pulling it about a half hour ago. I hope I didn’t leave any bruises on her body from earlier.
“I did what you wanted,” I call out. My arms cross my chest, and I try to calm my nerves. “When do I get to take her home?”
I don’t like how they are putting their hands on her. I also don’t like how they think they can own her.
Assholes.
“She’s not leaving,” Lorcan states.
“No! I did what you said. You asked for her back, and I brought her back.”
He walks in front of his daughter with a maniacal smile on his face. Lorcan is observing Serena carefully until he gets to her chest. “What happened to her?”
“What do you mean?” I ask dumbly.
“The first mistake you have made was thinking I was your friend. The second was lying to me. What did you do to my daughter?” His voice rises several octaves as he becomes angrier.
I shift on my feet. “Uh,” I stutter.
He spins in front of me and punches me in the face. I fall backward from the blunt of the force. “What the fuck?” I cry.
“I didn’t say anything about you touching Serena. You rat mother fucker. If I didn’t require you, I would kill you right now,” he promises.
Still on the floor, I roll over to my hands and knees to get up. I lose my breath as a booted foot kicks me in the chest. “Ouch!”
My eyes look up at the face of the man I didn’t expect to see. Serena’s ex-husband is here. It would make sense for him to be here, since he was supposed to take over the family after Lorcan steps down. I know Max and Franky want to take him out to absorb the family, but I belong with the McGuires.
Our dad was a loser, anyway. McGuire wanted to take him out for a long time, and it was a matter of time before it happened. Max was a dumbass mother fucker who thought he had the right to step into something he didn’t. The war between the crime Families has claimed more lives than we even know, and will continue until the McGuires have taken over everywhere.
And that’s where I come in. As the son of the fallen soldier, I have good rankings. Plus, my bloodline is pure, and I have a legit business. It would be the perfect front to keep running in shit through the ports. I need everyone to step out of my way so I can claim my woman and leave.
“Lorcan,” Connor greets with a chirp. “I see you have found Serena.” He’s walking around her like he’s appraising her for a sale. “She’s still as beautiful as ever.”
The boss claps him on the back. “If Amanda can’t give us an heir, Serena can. Luckily, they look enough alike that no one will know the difference.”
“You don’t mean-”
“Your time for talking has ended!” Lorcan’s goon interrupts me.
“Amanda is back at the house. I let her know the plan. We’ll keep Serena at our house until she’s ovulating,” Connor casually states.
Serena’s fingers begin to twitch, and her body begins to shift in the seat. “Looks like she’s coming to,” one of the goons exclaims with glee.
