Page 129 of Reaper

“He dies. Tonight. I’m sick of playing games.”

“How did he get her out of here? It wasn’t on the back of a bike since she was out cold,” Colt asks, speaking up for the first time.

“That’s the best part. He drove right up and never even bothered to hide his license plate numbers. I’m already searching through all the cameras to see where they end up but I can already tell you that they were picked up in Vegas.”

“Gear up,” I demand as I stand on shaky legs. “As soon as we have an address, we roll out.”

“You got it, Pres.” Colt slaps my shoulder.

“We’ll bring the Queen home, Pres. We’ve got this.”

Someone tries to reassure me. But the thing is, I’m not sure they’re right.

* * *

I wake up to the sounds of moaning and groaning.

Where am I?

Did I fall asleep with the TV on?

Very carefully, I barely open my eyes, looking out from under my eyelashes. It takes a minute for what I’m seeing to register. I watch as Daniela bobs up and down on William’s dick.

For a moment I watch. I kind of feel bad for her having to give him head. Every time he forced me to, he tasted like ass and I’m not talking about when he finished. As she works him over, I slowly move my hand down to my hip.

I have to fight back a giggle when I feel it. Tucked safely inside my jeans and hooked onto my panties is a pocket knife I lifted off Harrison when I first moved in. Hell, I don’t even think he’s noticed that it’s missing. Anytime he’s gone, I can’t help but put it on me, just in case I need it.

William grunts as he finishes, pushing her head back.

“You like that, daddy?” Daniela asks as she wipes her lips.

“You know I did.” His eyes move off of her toward me, and he smiles. “Looks like sleeping beauty is awake. Did you like the show, Natalie?”

Pushing myself up, I lean against the wall and open my eyes. Looking right at Daniela, I ask the one question that’s been burning in my mind since I woke up and saw her. “Why?”

I watch as Daniela crawls onto William’s lap and straddles his thighs.

“Why what?”

“Why would you betray them after all they have done for you?”

Daniela laughs. “All they’ve done for me? And what is it they’ve done besides use me, huh? I wanted one thing, Reaper. I called dibs on him a long time ago and then you came waltzing in and ruined it all. He took one look at you and started ignoring me.”

“He was never yours.”

Daniela scoffs. “Please, I was waiting him out. He would have been mine if it wasn’t for you. Since I couldn’t have him, I did the next best thing. I took what once belonged to you.”

I look over at William. “And you're okay with her using you?”

“Honey, we are using each other. Don’t get it twisted. We’re just means to an end for each other,” he says as he pushes her off of his lap to stand. “Be a good girl, Daniela, and get my pet cleaned up. I have plans for her, and she needs to look better than that.” He waves a hand at me.

When he walks out, she turns toward me with nothing but malice in her eyes. “How mad do you think he would be if I roughed you up a little before I made you pretty?”

“You could try.”

She scoffs and turns toward the door. While her back is turned, I grab my knife and flip it open. I hide it next to my side. I want to rush her and get this over with, but I know I need to play this smartly. If I rush, it’s a good way to get hurt.

Daniela flips the lock before turning to walk back toward me. Her heels click on the cement floor as she approaches. She bends down and grabs my hair, pulling my head back just like I did to her the other night.

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