Page 29 of Ruthless


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Suddenly, I see a set of headlights speeding toward us, and Hudson quickly shoves me into the woods.

“Don’t move unless you want to die. And don’t you dare say a fucking word. Or I promise it’ll be the last time those pretty, plump lips of yours ever talk.”

Swallowing, I stay down and watch as he approaches the car. My heart pumps, and as much as I try to steady my breathing, I can’t. What if this is it? What if I die?

“I got a notification there was a camera out at the front door, so I figured I’d scope out the perimeter,” Hudson says, almost monotone. “You see anything?”

“No, man. I was doing the same thing.” The voice is faintly familiar, but I’m not sure which guard it is. “Is the girl in the house?”

“Yeah. I checked on her before I came out here. Wanted to make sure she wasn’t trying anything stupid,” he grumbles, unimpressed. “She was in bed.”

“Maybe the battery died. Sometimes, those cameras’ batteries act up,” he answers calmly. “Want me to help you do a sweep of the place?”

In the moonlight, I can see Hudson’s profile as he gazes around before shrugging. “Nah. I’d say it was some fluke thing. Can you go see what the deal is with that camera? I’m just going to check the gate once more.”

“You got it,” the man answers before turning around and heading back toward the house.

Once he’s gone, I stumble backward, deeper into the woods, but before I can turn around to begin running, he catches me. Again. This time, I bite his fingers when they land on my mouth.

“What the fuck?!” he roars. “Do you enjoy pissing me off, Dove?” he growls into my ear, clearly pissed off. “Because ninety percent of the time, that’s what you do.”

“Get off of me!” I say through gritted teeth before spinning around and shoving my hands into his chest.

“No chance,” he says angrily, pushing my back against a tree and putting his hands on either side of my head. “Nowhere for you to go now, sweetheart.”

“Well, if that’s the case, then just get it over with, will you?” I say through gritted teeth, snarling at him. “Go on. Do it.”

“Get what over with?” He eyes me over suspiciously, dipping his head closer.

“Killing me,” I hiss, bobbing my head back and forth with attitude. “I heard you talking to Enzo, making sure your pathetic ass would still have a job once I was dead. I know you’re all planning to kill me.” I do something out of character, but I can’t stop myself because the amount of rage inside my body is making me wild; I tilt my head forward and spit on his shoes before tipping my head up in defiance. “Go on and kill me. And then burn in hell, Hudson. That’s where you belong.”

He barks out an angry laugh, shaking his head. “Now, you’re spitting on me? Christ, you really do have a death wish.”

His head drops lower, his lips barely hovering over mine. I’m scared, and yet … my body is buzzing from his closeness. And the area between my legs tingles, even though I’m absolutely ashamed to admit it.

“Dove, I was already hell-bound long before you came into the picture,” he murmurs. “Maybe I’ll take you with me though.”

“I wouldn’t go anywhere with you,” I snarl. “I’m a good person.” I feel the veins swell in my neck with anger. “You, Hudson Hercules, are a monster.”

“Oh, yeah? That’s what you think, huh? I’m a big bad monster?” One hand lifts, and he cups the side of my neck. “Maybe I am. But I don’t think you’re as good as you try to pretend you are.”

“You know nothing,” I growl. “Nothing.”

He strokes my cheek with a smirk on his lips. “I know your nipples are hard. Simply from my touch,” he coos. “And I know that pussy is probably so fucking greedy for a cock to be shoved inside of it because your man is too busy fucking everyone else who isn’t his fiancée.”

The tingle between my thighs is now a full-blown ache, and I clench my legs together to dull the throbbing sensation that’s making my brain go haywire.

“Shut up,” I mutter. “None of that is true.”

“That thin tank top doesn’t lie, babe.” He rolls his tongue over his bottom lip, nodding toward my chest. “And it’s not fucking cold tonight either.”

“Fuck. You.” I glare at him, wanting to punch him in the face so badly, all while begging for him to touch me.

I make no freaking sense. What I’m feeling makes no. Fucking. Sense.

This man is making me crazy.

“I hate you,” I say flatly, gritting my teeth. “I hate you. And I hate everyone else here. I can’t wait to watch the day you all get taken down. Or even better, killed.”

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