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Den of Vipers

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licks his lips. “No, we made a deal with your daddy, pretty bird. Tell me,

love, are you a screamer? Me and your dad have a little bet,” he queries.

I react without thinking, yanking back my fist and punching him in the

face.

Shaking it off, I watch him lurch backwards. His hand comes up and

prods his mouth and nose as blood gushes from the wound. He starts to

laugh, making me jolt back myself. Lifting his head, he grins, his teeth

covered in blood. “That was hot, want to do it again?”

My eyes widen, but Ryder’s voice comes from behind him. “Enough, D.”

Diesel sighs but winks as he backs away, only then do I notice the bulge

in the front of his jeans…is he erect? Holy fuck. I jerk my eyes up, but it’s

too late, he noticed and is laughing again.

The crazy fucking bastard.

“What kind of deal?” I snap, growing tired of this game as a sick feeling

rises in my stomach. They don’t want my money, they made a deal…

“For you.” Ryder shrugs.

Oh, for me he says, casual as you fucking may.

“He. Sold. Me. To. You?” I snarl.

“She’s hot when she’s angry,” Diesel whispers to the big guy, Garrett,

who rolls his eyes.

“Yes, he did. To cover his debt, and we always collect, Roxxane. Now,

would you like to pack a bag, or shall we do it for you?” Ryder asks calmly.

Like I’ll just agree to go with them. Fuck that. They might be the Vipers,

the scariest fucking assholes in the city, but that doesn’t mean I’ll go

willingly. Leaping over the bar, I grab my bat. “Get the fuck out! I ain’t

going anywhere with you crazy bastards. You want his debt? Take it from

him, I don’t care.”

“I can’t do that, love, a deal is a deal. You’re ours.” Ryder shrugs as he

stands.

“Can I?” Diesel grins, stepping forward, but Ryder puts out his hand to

block him.

“Go with Garrett and pack her bag,” he orders, and Diesel deflates for a

moment before wiggling his eyebrows at me.

“I’m going to jerk off into your panties. See you later, pretty bird.”

The big guy steps forward and claps him on the shoulder. “Upstairs, they

said.”

Wait…they know where I live?

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