Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
She glanced toward Michael to see him smiling smugly. He clearly wanted Killer to attack him, but why?
“Get out,” he said, pointing a finger at Tate. “You’ll be lucky to see her again soon.”
Tate, always so stubborn, walked over to her. “I’ll see you tomorrow, honey. Just wait and see if anyone can stop me.” She kissed her cheek before leaving the room.
“I’ll have a guard of my choosing posted at this door,” Michael said, glaring at Sandy. “When the time is right, you’re leaving this place.”
Panicking, she glanced at Sandy, seeing the shock in the other woman’s face. “You can’t take her away. This is where she has to stay.”
“No, I’m doing what I think is best for my wife, and it’s not staying here with you fuckers. I don’t want him near my woman.”
“I’m not yours,” Kelsey said, speaking up.
“You’re mine. Your name is Kelsey Granito, and it’s time you started using it.”
He stared down at her. The glare he sent her way startled her enough to sit back on the bed. She felt torn between arguing with him or doing as she was ordered.
“Leave,” he said, talking to Sandy. He didn’t break eye contact but ordered Sandy out of the room.
For once the other woman didn’t argue with an order.
She stared at the door closed shut behind her.
“Why?” she asked, staring back at him.
“Why what? I’m not a mind reader.”
“Why do you care? You’ve been out of my life for so long. Why do you care now?” All the time they’d been together he never showed any point in caring about her. “None of this makes any sense. You live your life, and I live mine.”
“It’s going to change. There’s no getting out of our contract, Kels. You’ve got to face facts. Your life belongs to me now.”
She shook her head. “No, you’re insane.”
“I’m not. One day you’ll see how much I’m protecting you. The moment the doctor signs off on your condition I’ll move you. You’ll have nothing to do with The Skulls.”
This was the last thing she wanted.
“What about my mental state? I could try to kill myself again.” She winced at the hysteria coming from her.
“You and I both know you’re not going to try that again. No, you’re fine, and I’m not letting you blind me into doing what you want.” He buttoned up his jacket. “With Killer and the rest of those fucking bikers out of the way I can finish my business here.”
He walked to the bed. She jumped out of the bed and glared at him. “What makes you think I’ll even come with you? I’m not a child, Michael. You can’t hold Santa over my head.”
His smile taunted her. “I’m not going to hold Santa over your head. I’m simply going to tell you the truth. You try to put up a fight, and I’ll make sure The Skulls are hit at every angle with the law, the banks, and anyone I can bring to my power to make their life difficult. Killer is a criminal, and I’ll make sure he goes away for a very long time. It’s easier than you realize to get people put away. All it takes is a little nudge and a lot of money, both of which I have.”
The threat was clear. She jerked away from him when he made to kiss her.
“I can wait. It won’t be long before you get used to my touch,” he said.
In the next instance he left the room. Sandy stood outside waiting. She saw the other woman, who looked concerned.
“You may go in. Be warned, this will be the last time you get to see her.”
Sandy charged into the room, shutting the door behind her. “What the hell is going on?”
“He’s posting a guard at my door. I won’t be able to leave without him present. We messed up, Sandy. The moment the doctor signs me off he’s taking me away.”
“You’re an adult, Kels. He can’t do anything against your will,” Sandy said, stroking her hair.
“He can. He’s threatening Killer and all of the club. I can’t let them be hurt because of me.”
“Stop worrying. It’s time someone worried about you for a change rather than the other way around. I’ll talk with the others. Trust me, Kels. You won’t be leaving here with anyone but Killer.” Sandy kissed her head and walked out of the room.
Twenty minutes later a knock sounded at her door. A tall man similar to Killer in height opened the door. “I’m Ben, and I’ll be on your door. I don’t like stupid behavior, so do as you’re told and we’ll get on fine.”
Kelsey hated him on sight. What the hell was she going to do?
****
Zero stared across the parking lot to watch Michael Granito enter an abandoned club on the outskirts of the city. For a reputable businessman he sure looked out of place in the seedy part of town. Zero had been dropped off by Nash, and he was camping out in a worn down car where no one suspected someone to be scoping the place. Killer had stormed into the clubhouse threatening to kill the asshole.