Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 118333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 592(@200wpm)___ 473(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 118333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 592(@200wpm)___ 473(@250wpm)___ 394(@300wpm)
“I was coming back for you! I just needed fucking time! I was almost ready!”
Adelita’s chest rose and fell with how fast she was breathing. Her tanned cheeks were red with anger and her eyes were wide and furious. She leaned forward and snarled, “You told these men—my father’s enemies, my enemies—how to find me. You led the wolves straight to my door. How is that protecting me, Tanner Ayers? How is that helping me?”
“We were told it was some fucking random cousin who was getting married. They came for her. I never for a second believed it would’ve been you!”
Adelita shook her head while I tried to regain some kind of sanity, before I smashed my hand through the door. “My father trusted you. I trusted you, and you join the men at war with my people?” Freezing, I laughed. I fucking laughed. Adelita’s lips grew tight. “Do not laugh at me!”
She arched her back from the door, her tits scraping against my hard chest as she tried to escape my hold. But I barely noticed it. I was too consumed with the fact that she thought we—the Hangmen—were the bad ones. “You have no idea,” I growled close to her face. “You have no fucking idea what you’re talking about.”
Adelita’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“You wanna know what deal our fathers were making when we were in Mexico?”
Adelita froze. “Drugs. Papa said it was drugs.” She said it with such trust toward her father that some of my anger fell. He was all she had, all she’d ever had . . . and she had no fucking idea what a sadistic cunt he was.
“No,” I corrected, my voice less vicious than it was before. “It wasn’t fucking drugs, princess.” I made sure to look her dead in the eye when I said, “It was women.”
Adelita gasped. Her head started shaking in disbelief. “No,” she denied, with conviction. “What are you talking about? Papa would never deal in that!”
I moved closer to her, pinning her against the door so she would listen. “Your papa did. And so did mine.” Her head started shaking again. She was getting ready to argue; I spelled it out for her so she would believe it. “They steal women, drug them with your papa’s heroin, transport them to camps, and then let men pay to fuck them. And they earn a pretty penny doing it.”
“No!” she cried, her eyes filling with tears. “Why are you saying this?” Her whisper became harsher when she raised her chin, and countered, “It is this club. These men. They are lying! My father would never—”
“He fucking sells women off to fuck knows who. To be slaves, or whatever they want from them.”
“That is not true!” A tear fell down her face, but she flicked her head so the rebel tear would fall to the floor and not show her weakness.
“It is—”
“I said it FUCKING ISN’T!”
My whole body shook with rage at her shitty attitude. Not saying a word, I kept hold of one of her wrists and opened the door, dragging her down the hallway. I didn’t care if it was forbidden. The bitch needed to know the truth and I knew a few people who would make it as fucking plain as day.
Viking moved out of our way, slow clapping and showing by his shit-eating grin that he’d heard everything. I stormed toward the bar. As I smashed the door open, the brothers all turned to look our way. I focused on Hush and Cowboy, then AK, who was sitting at the table beside them. “Where are your bitches?”
Hush and Cowboy stood. “Why?” Hush asked.
“Where are they?!” I shouted. I didn’t have time for their shit right now. Adelita was pulling back against my hand and I was two seconds away from fucking exploding.
“They’re in the old ladies’ room,” Beauty said as she pushed past us. “I’ll take you.” I dragged Adelita behind me, her feet digging in as she tried to plant them on the floor. She yanked on my arm, but there was no way she was getting free until she heard this. She was a sheltered bitch who needed a damn reality check.
Beauty led us to the room at the opposite end of the club. I saw Styx and Ky in Styx’s office. The minute Styx saw me dragging Adelita by, he flew from his seat and came storming after us, face like fucking thunder. I wasn’t taking her back to my room until she heard from the victims’ mouths what went down. What her precious father was capable of. What all the cartel–Klan deal had been about.
Beauty opened the door and I pulled Adelita inside. I saw Mae, Lilah, and Grace on the sofas. Phebe, Saffie, Bella, and Sia were on the seats beside them. They all turned to see us.