Corruption - Leigh Lennon Page 0,70

be as bad as him.

“Oh, there’s my feisty little girl. Are you going to fight me when I fuck you, too? I hope so because I’m kind of into that sort of kink. But for now…” It’s the last thing I hear as the barrel of the gun hits the back of my head again, and the world becomes pitch black.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Maddox

My heart hammers when Jewel’s head falls down to her chest after another whack of the gun to her head. “What the hell did you do to her, motherfucker?”

His haughty chuckle infuses the air with every bit of his unhinged actions. “Ah, you’d think by now, you’d realize I’m calling the shots. If you know what’s best for you, you’ll keep driving to your home. I can’t wait to see all the changes you made because someone so rudely trashed it. I’m telling you, you just can’t trust people nowadays.”

My cell phone is in my jacket pocket closest to him, and I can’t take the chance with Jewel knocked out to grab it for an SOS.

“And I’m sure you are curious as to why I’d take her back to your place and not mine since I’m claiming her tonight.” Sweat pours down my forehead, burning my eyes. I give him a pained stare that meets his psychotic gaze. Not many things can scare me in this world but threatening the woman I’ve just asked to marry is certainly one way.

“Once I take her, and she’s no longer yours—I want you to remember me fucking her in your space.” He stops to laugh. “I will shoot her in the head if you do anything funny, like trying to get the attention of the cops. I’m not joking. You know what they say. If I can’t have her, no one will.”

My eyes focus on the road, knowing that I just need to get home in one piece. His consistent chatter burns my skin like his words are acid. Every time I look at him through the rearview mirror, the vein pulses on the side of my neck. My movements are slow and deliberate.

Pulling into the driveway, I stop, but his gun pokes me in the head. “No, I know you have a garage. Believe me, I know everything about this house. Now, pull into it, and I won’t shoot you, but I’ll make you watch me hurt your girl. But if we’re honest, she’s now mine because I’m the motherfucker with the gun.”

The garage door shuts. “Stay there and don’t move.” He gets out of the car on my side and has the pistol trained on me. “Now, get out.” I open the door slowly. He’s far enough away from me that it would be stupid to lunge at him. Plus, he has a couple of inches on me. “Now, go around to the side and get my girl.”

“I need to unarm the security system,” I mention, wondering how he’ll take this.

He doesn’t say a word, pointing the gun at me. “Just get her, and I’ll take care of the rest.”

I pull Jewel out of the car, and though she’s breathing, she’s still unconscious. “Wake up, gem,”

I plead, but maybe it’s best that she’s like this for now.

The door opens, and the alarm begins to beat. “I swear, if you don’t give me the right code that un-arms the system, I’ll kill her now.”

“062101,” I recite, and he believes me with a wide smile on his face.

“Jewel’s birthday, I should have known.” He inputs the code into the keypad, and it disarms. “Now, carry her to your new playroom, you kinky motherfucker.”

This man’s deranged; has he forgotten he has the same kink as I do? “Now, go up the steps.” He points at the back stairs in the new part of the house. “I will be far enough behind you. Don’t do anything stupid.”

I climb them, slowly, trying to stall as long as I can. “Hurry up, asshole. Get up the steps.”

When I make it to the top of the second floor, his demands are clear. “Stop. Don’t leave my sight.” I turn my body around, and although Jewel is light, she’s dead weight right now, and I struggle to finish carrying her.

“Go to the kink room.” I want to know how this sick fucker knows about my new plans, but I don’t ask. Like me, he has plenty of money, and it buys many things.

“Place her on the bed,” he commands me as we cross over the doorway, and the