Page 57 of Reckless Vengeance

She was leaning into me, fighting a laugh from something dumb I’d said.

Archer had punched me a few hours later when he got sick of seeing us dancing together.

We honestly didn’t fuck as much as he thought, I just didn’t correct him.

“Lex and I just understand each other. She’s had it rough, and I’m one of the only people in her life that she can trust to have her back one hundred percent. You guys would be good friends, but Skeet might make that difficult.”

“I doubt Archer would let her buddy up with me anyway.”

“He’d get over it. She does what she wants,” I chuckled, taking my phone back and putting it in my pocket. “I won’t invite you back to mine since I can feel that’s not the vibe tonight, but you can show up if you need me. Let me know when you get home safely?”

“I will.”

I watched her climb into the Corvette and leave, and I waited until I couldn’t hear it anymore before getting on my bike and heading to Mount Mercer, which was only the next town over.

Marco eyed me from the loft at our warehouse as I walked in, a few guys beating the shit out of each other in the cage below. I walked up the stairs to join him, his forearms resting on the railing as he watched the guys.

“Feel better?”

“Absolutely. What’s been happening here? What did Dom do to piss off Hammer?” I sighed, noticing Hammer wasn’t messing around tonight. He was one of our best fighters, but also one of our most controlled.

He was twenty-six, built like a house, and was ex-military.

If he was flipping out, Dom had done something to deserve it.

Dom was twenty-three and a cocky asshole, so I also wasn’t surprised to see him getting his ass beat.

“Hammer’s sister’s apparently a hooker,” Marco answered without any more context.

“So?”

“He found out because Dom brought her back here to fuck her,” he smirked, motioning to a girl in a fishnet dress with black panties and a matching bra, who was literally tied to a chair in the corner.

“Jesus Christ,” I grumbled, heading down the stairs to the cage. “Hammer!”

He stopped his beating instantly and turned to me, leaving the cage when I crooked a finger at him. I approached his sister and studied her for a second, her brown eyes staring back at me unwavering.

“Your sister’s hot, man,” I finally said, Hammer’s shoulders straightening when he realized I could possibly take her for a ride and he’d have to get over it. Looking back at her, I smiled. “Who do you work for, babe?”

“Myself,” she said carefully, glancing at her brother.

“What corner?”

“I don’t work the corner. I take calls. Were you interested?” she asked hopefully, and I knew it wasn’t because she wanted to fuck me, she was after the money.

“Streets aren’t safe right now, you need to be careful. Where do you live?”

“The Heights.”

“Alone?”

“Yes.”

“One, stop telling a stranger all your personal information,” I said dryly, her mouth slamming shut. “And two, Hammer can take you home. Here.” I took some bills from my wallet, offering them to her as Hammer untied her. “Hammer, get her out of here.”

The girl seemed confused about the money as I turned to look at the cage, finding Dom picking himself up from the floor.

“Hey, Dom. Did you know who the fuck she was?” I called out, and he shook his head, spitting blood. “Nah, man. She was hot, that’s all.”