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My ache intensified until I wanted to grind my teeth. I went forward as much as my chain allowed me.
“Impatient to get going, Pieter?” Gregor tsked. “You will get your turn.”
A guard behind me laughed.
Whatever he meant by that I really did not want to find out.
“I want to talk to her first.” The Client leaned forward. “Do you know who I am?”
Jazmine shook her head.
“Say it.” Underlying all his words was this menacing tone.
Her head must be so messed up with, in front of her, Gregor the man who skinned cops for fun, and this mystery man who had ordered her defiled and tortured.
He’d asked if she knew him. Which meant there was some connection.
She ducked her head, then looked up and said, “No,” in a strained voice. “I don’t.”
“Aren’t you going to beg me to free you?”
As if he would. Loaded question.
Her chest expanded then she breathed out roughly. “I know you won’t.”
“Smart woman, but you always were too smart, as well as vicious. My name...” He rose to his feet, walked to her side, and bent to whisper.
All she did was shake her head then stop.
“Ahh. Have you remembered? Do you know why you have to pay?”
“I... I’m sorry. I don’t understand. Why are you doing this?”
“You think it was nothing? He’s dead, and his wife and kid. Maybe you missed that little bit of news?”
“No. Is that tru –” She swung her head and looked up at him. “No, I didn’t know, but I had nothing to –”
The crack as he slapped her, then her fall to the side, seemed as lethal as a bullet. My head filled with anger that buzzed into my forehead. My teeth ached. It took a moment before I figured out why, and made myself relax my jaw.
He helped her back to a sitting position then released her upper arm and wiped his palm on his pants. “You will pay for the rest of your life. I find I like seeing you fucked over day by day. At first I meant to have you killed, but no. I’m going to have a finger cut off so I can watch you scream, I’m going to fuck your pretty face, then I’m taking you with me.”
What they’d made me do to her had been insane but this chilled me. I could take men dying horribly but not this.
She panted loud enough for me to hear and shook her head crazily, before spitting near his feet. “Why?”
Bloody hell. I smiled even as I dreaded his response. She was fokken angry.
“You’ll understand eventually. I’ll make sure of it. For that, I may take two fingers. If you think you can bite me, think again. Gregor!” He gestured.
Gregor rose with some device in his hand. A spider gag. I thought I recognized it. The metal spokes would open her mouth widely and keep it open.
I never said please, never begged, with men like this. I fucked them over and killed them.
They pushed the gag into her mouth, despite her screams and violent attempts to evade them, and strapped it on.
I couldn’t take this. As a guard came forward with a pair of bolt cutters, I growled, surprising even myself at the animalistic sound. Gregor brought over a small solid stool, undid her cuffs, and wrenched one of her hands over, pinning it flat.
“Wait!” I lunged forward, jerking as my collar chain snapped taut. “Please. Let it be me. Take my finger.”
