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Gavin’s voice on the other end of the phone made her head snap up. Painful relief burst in her chest.
“You don’t need to know who it is. All you need to know is I have your girl,” the man on the bed said and winked at Lyla.
“Let me talk to her,” Gavin ordered.
The man on the bed rolled with a squeak of rusty springs. He gripped her face and ripped the strip of tape off her mouth. Lyla’s face burned but she didn’t make a sound. Did she still have lips?
“Lyla?” Gavin snarled.
“Gavin—” she said through throbbing lips.
The man shoved her carelessly. Her back hit the wall hard and she moaned. She looked up as he stood over her with the wet spot on his pants obvious.
“Got your attention, Pyre? Your chick is a great lay.”
“You touch her, even one finger, I’ll murder you with my bare hands,” Gavin said, voice so chilling that her captor stared at the phone for a couple of seconds before he walked over to his partner and handed the phone over.
“We want ten million. Cash,” the calm captor said.
“Drop off?” Gavin asked without missing a beat.
“Reno. Ten o’clock. I’ll text the address.”
“Who’s your boss?”
Gavin sounded calm, but Lyla knew that when his voice went icy like that, heads rolled.
“We don’t have a boss,” the hotheaded pervert snapped, taking the phone back from his emotionless counterpart. “We’re ourownboss.”
“You made a mistake, taking something of mine,” Gavin said quietly. “You’re walking dead men.”
“You have many enemies,” the quiet man said. “What did you think would happen once you revealed a weakness?”
“I want to speak to her again,” Gavin ordered.
“She can hear you,” the stupid captor said in a singsong voice.
“Lyla, I’m coming for you.”
The line went dead before she could respond.Lyla couldn’t stop shaking.
“He’s pissed off some dangerous people,” the cooler captor said.
Lyla focused on him, but still, she said nothing. Gavin would come for her, she had no doubt about it. These men, these despicable, perverted and cold men were walking dead men and for the first time in her life, she understood that some people shouldn’t live. The captor, the one that used her like an inanimate object with no feelings caught her attention when he brushed his hand over his crotch again. Lyla forced herself to look at him. She poured all the loathing she could into her eyes. She should be cowering and stay as silent and compliant as possible, but uncontrollable fury pumped through her veins.
“Fuck.”
Lyla’s heart skipped when she saw that the pervert had another hard on.
“One more time,” he said and started forward.
“No.” His partner pulled him back. “I shouldn’t have let you do it even once. If Pyre thinks you fucked her, he might give us less money.”
These men didn’t know who they were fucking with. They had no idea how possessive Gavin was. Touching her with one finger was too much. What these men did—kidnapping and using her as a sex doll bought them a first class ticket to a slow, painful death.
The disgusting captor slipped his hands into his pants and pumped his cock, eyes focused on Lyla’s face. “I won’t touch her. I’ll just come on her face.”
“No.”
