Page 65 of Wicked Little Games


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Sneaking a quick glance at me before her eyes return to the road leading us back to Rockland, she says, “Do you want me to go back to Vegas?”

“No. I want you to stay.”

“If I don’t go back with Eli, he’ll just tell my father where I am, then it won’t be up to me. He’ll come here and you…he’ll probably kill you before I can beg him not to.”

I don’t know what the hell to say to that. What I want to say is that she’s a grown woman, and it’s her decision whether she goes back. But I hold my tongue for now.

After being gone a few days, it’s odd how normal the apartment building and parking lot look when Maddie pulls up. One of the club’s prospects is still lurking, and I told him to go, that everything was fine, which was a huge lie.

I start to think that maybe I’m what’s different since our apartment seems exactly the same as it did when I left days ago. Well, other than the asshole sitting against our bedroom wall.

I start to ask Maddie what the hell he’s doing in our bedroom when I see the blood seeping from his leg.

“Jesus. You actually shot him!” I know she told me she had, but I still can’t believe it.

“She sure, did.” The fucker says it as if he doesn’t believe it himself but sounds weirdly proud of her. “Good thing I like pain, but now what, Maddie? You two going to make me sit here until I bleed out and die?”

No, that would give him too much time to run his mouth. But the fucker threw my gun in the dumpster and Maddie asked me not to kill him, so I doubt she’ll let me have hers. She even said please as if he matters to her or some shit.

“Well, Maddie?” Eli demands.

“I-I don’t know yet. Just sit there while I talk to Jordan.” She pulls her gun out from her purse and points it at the bastard while I take a seat on the bed, my legs tired from the walk upthe steps to the apartment. “And speaking of Jordan, if you ever touch him again in any way I’ll unload this gun into you. Do you hear me, Eli?” Maddie warns the dickhead, looking like a complete stranger. A hot stranger, but still.

“Wait. What was that?” I ask her. “What do you mean if he touches me again in any way?”

Eli cackles while Maddie turns to me, giving me sad, puppy dog eyes. “Jordan, I know what he did to you.”

“You know what exactly? What bullshit did he tell you?” I ask, getting to my unsteady feet.

“I know about how he’s…tortured you, withholding orgasms.”

Oh fuck. Oh, I’m definitely killing the son of a bitch now. “He told you? You told her!”

“Even better, I let her watch,” Eli replies with a smug grin.

Did he just saywatch?

“What do you mean you let her watch?”

“There was a live video feed,” Maddie explains quietly, then bites down on her bottom lip.

“No, there wasn’t.”

“I installed it while your face was covered by my shirt.”

“Oh my god.” I sort of remember that, the shirt that smelled like him. Then the things that happened after he removed it. “You saw…you saw what he did to me?” I ask Maddie.

“Yes, and I’m so sorry he put you through all that, Jordan.”

Pity. Her voice is full of pity. And she’s known this whole time, even when she found me in the camper.

“I’m going to fucking kill you!” I shout at Eli.

“Please don’t,” Maddie begs, stepping in front of me with her palm on my chest. “It’s…it’s nothing to be ashamed of, Jordan. It’s okay if you…enjoyed it.”

“I didn’t enjoy it!”

She gives me a look that says she knows I’m lying but won’t call me out on it.

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