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He winced, then settled into that cold-heart-bastard act he’d perfected.
“Did you drag her into a room at The Order?” Baron growled. “And hold her down while you and your men took turns?”
What.
The.
Fuck?
Ice cold rage plunged all the way through me. Baron glanced her way, finding her as she turned around, watching us. It took all my strength not to lunge over the table and—you know what? FUCK. THIS!
I cocked my fist back, driving hard and fast over the table. London and my brothers hurled themselves forward, but they were too late.
Crack!
My fist glanced off the smarmy asshole’s cheek. I grabbed his shirt, wrenching him forward until his eyes grew savage and dark. “Say that again,” I snarled. “And you’re a fucking dead man.”
“Come on!” London yanked me away, throwing me aside. “Get control of yourself. Jesus Christ! It’s not him who’s saying it!”
I tugged my shirt, drawing in hard breaths. “What the fuck are you goddamn saying?”
“This morning I received a text from Hale.” Baron stared me down, his cheek reddening. “A video actually. One where you and your men brutalized that woman out there.”
I stopped, instantly feeling the warmth bleed from my body. “A video? What fucking video?” He never moved. I jerked my glare to London. “What goddamn video?”
“Show him,” London said, watching my every goddamn move.
But I didn’t care about that…all I cared about was her. A video of me and my men? Did he mean my goddamn brothers? It was consensual. It was all fucking consensual. There was no way I’d hurt her. No fucking way.
I looked through the glass wall to her. She was watching us, her back to the young woman now, totally absorbed by what was going on in this room. She couldn’t know. No fucking way did I want her dealing with this.
I turned back to the big-mouthed fucker as he pulled his cell free and brought up the messages.
All I saw was a number. No name…that meant no contacts.
But the moment he opened the message to the video, it wasn’t the one I was expecting.
“No…NO!” Helene screamed.
“Turn it off!” I growled as rage plunged through me.
“NO! NO NOOOO!”
“Get her on the table.” I said on the screen.
Only it wasn’t me…IT WASN’T FUCKING ME! I lunged, slapping the cell clean out of his hand. “I said, TURN THAT FUCKING THING OFF!”
One of the other Lawlors eased backwards in his seat, his smug smile just itching to meet my fucking fist. “I told you this bastard was for real. All the fucking rumors were true.”
Don’t lose your shit.
Don’t lose your shit.
“You think that was Riven?” Kane stepped forward, then bent down and grabbed the cell from the floor.
I shook my head. “Don’t…don’t waste your goddamn breath.”
“Please, by all means…” the asshole called Wolfe muttered. “Waste it.”
