Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
THIRTY-FOUR
CHARLOTTE
Blackout is the place to go when it comes to clubs in our city. It recently caught fire, but the Lord who owns it—Tyson Crawford—had it rebuilt from the ground up. Even though he kept it exactly like the original, it’s still better than ever.
Like always, it’s packed tonight. We’ve been here for two hours, and I’ve downed more drinks than I can count. Not like I care. I had an Uber drop me off, and I’ll either Uber home or find a man to drive me.
Man? I look around the club as the flashing lights hurt my eyes and the floor vibrates under my heels. I have a rum and Coke in my hands that I’m sipping on.
The only man I’m supposed to be with is Haidyn. Especially now that the Lords gave me an ultimatum, I have to honor my decision. So much for taking a random guy home to fuck my ass.
That thought has me sucking down more of my drink. It doesn’t even burn my throat anymore. It slides right down.
I’m out with my friends, and my mind is on Haidyn. It pisses me off, but I knew taking him on as an assignment would control my life.
Making my way to the bathroom, I enter and pull out my cell. I dial his number and hold it to my ear as it rings.
“Yes, Annabelle?” he answers. His voice sounds irritated. As if he is tired of me. Like I’m some obsessed bitch following him around, and for some reason, the way he says my name infuriates me. I like it better when he calls me Charlotte.
“What the fuck do you want, Haidyn?” I bark out but then hiccup.
He laughs lightly. “You called me, doll face.”
I stomp my foot. Fuck! This is why women shouldn’t take their cells out with them. Unable to come up with anything, I hang up and slam the cell down on the counter.
Bowing my head, I take in a shaky breath. My cell beeps, and I grind my teeth. Picking it up, I expect it to be him, but it’s a text from UNKNOWN.
Tick tock.
I want to scream. Are they watching me? Bugging my cell? Most likely since they’re the ones who gave me this one.
I suck down what’s left of my drink, then place my cell to my ear, calling Haidyn once more.
“Yes?” he answers. This time, his voice sounds amused.
I straighten my shoulders. “You branded my ass,” I snap.
“You’re welcome.”
I bite my tongue to keep from telling him to go to hell.
“Just giving you a reminder of me, doll face.”
Fisting my hand, I take in a deep breath and get this over with. “You said that it’s my decision...that it depends on me when we’re done.”
“I did,” he agrees.
“What if I’m not done…?” I bite my numbing lip, hoping he doesn’t make me beg him to be his whore. No matter how much my body liked it.
“Done with what, beautiful?”
I roll my eyes, my knees buckling at his choice of words. He’s just too good. “You…and me.”
“I’m not sure I understand,” he says, and I bow my head, running my hand through my hair.
Motherfucker…
Sighing, I lift my head and stare at myself in the mirror. “I want to be your dirty little whore, Haidyn.” My chest rises and falls quickly, my breathing accelerating. My face is red, but I’m pretty sure that’s from the alcohol I’ve consumed since arriving.
His silence on the other end of the phone has me panicking. What if he was being serious and doesn’t want me? I can’t take no for an answer. The Lords have given me an order, and now my life is on the line. If I have to crawl, beg, and spread my legs for him like the desperate woman I am, I will.
The line goes dead, letting me know he just hung up on me, and I toss my phone onto the counter like it’s on fire. Gripping my hair, I grind my teeth. “What the fuck?” I hiss. This is why women don’t drink and call their exes. They end up regretting it the next day.
I turn off my phone, stuff it into my clutch, and stomp my way out of the bathroom to go down some more drinks. I’ll deal with my lack of dignity tomorrow.
HAIDYN
I drop my phone to my lap. I should be happy about the call I just received, but I’m not. She was drunk. I’m not surprised about that, but why did she suddenly change her mind?
I kept her at her house because I didn’t want her anywhere near Carnage. I can’t chance the guys figuring out who she really is. Not until I find out what the fuck it is she’s after. I can guess, but that’s not good enough.
I want to know, and that will take time. I’m not going to pass up an opportunity to play with her in the meantime.