UnHinge Me (Savage Beast MC #6) - Hayley Faiman Page 0,4
around his wrist, but he continues.
“Stop,” I whisper.
He laughs. “The fact that you think you have a say in this is kind of comical, Leighton.”
“Leo?”
He grins. “Your daddy gave you to me. It’s his most personal merger ever. My father’s company to tear apart and sell off, piece by piece. At the same time, I get to tear your body apart piece by piece.”
“No,” I whimper.
We’ve been dating each other for a few weeks. I’ve never seen this side of him before, never witnessed the evil in his eyes. Never once thought that he was as bad as the men that my father associates with at night.
I hear the whistles and I know that the girls have arrived, the young girls. Lifting my watery eyes, I look over Leo’s shoulder as he continues to finger me. My body is not my own right now, I feel violated in every way, but I can’t stop it, just like I’ve never been able to stop the men who have slipped into my room.
The girls are here, wearing black string bikinis and are barefoot. They’re all younger than me now. I may have grown, but these girls seem to stay the same age. Girls on the cusp of womanhood and not a moment older.
My father walks over to a blonde one, always a blonde. He laughs, then grabs her by the back of her ponytail and pushes her onto the pool concrete decking to her knees. He drops his swim trunks, immediately she parts her lips, and I avert my eyes as soon as he starts to fuck her mouth. There is no gentle way to say what he’s doing to her.
“Fuck, you’re going to take all of me, over and over. Then you’re going to take whoever I give you to. I have a whole line of people who want to fuck Leighton Richardson.”
“Why?” I ask on a sniffle.
He presses his mouth against my ear, laughing. “Because we can.”
I don’t remember anything else from the night. I wake up the next morning in my bed, Leopold draped over my naked body, and I’m sore. Everything hurts. Every single part of me aches. Tears fill my eyes as I remember the beginning of the night and nothing else.
I try to push him off of me, but his arm tightens. “You aren’t going anywhere, my little whore,” he rasps huskily.
The tears in my eyes fall. I know one thing and one thing for certain. I am not staying here. I don’t care what I have to do, I am getting the fuck away from this place. My father sold me to him, like one of the girls he brings in for his investors. Exactly like Leo just said, like a little whore.
Never again.
TWENTY-FIVE YEARS OLD
MOUNTAIN
Obsession.
It can be a really fucking ugly thing. I should run away from this girl, shouldn’t be watching her, trying to get a glimpse, any glimpse of her that I can. But here I am, watching her again. And again. And again.
She doesn’t see me. She is busy with the rich boy she’s fucking. I shouldn’t care. I slept with her a couple of times, I don’t even know her last name. It’s not like I want her for myself, to keep her as mine and make her my wife. I don’t.
It’s an obsession. One that I don’t know how to get rid of.
Turning away, I head back to the clubhouse. Silver is standing next to the door, his back leaning against the wall as he watches me.
“You gotta stop.”
“Don’t know how,” I admit.
He snorts. “Find another bitch to bang.”
“Like?”
He looks behind him, then back to me. “What’s she got that the clubwhores don’t?”
I shrug a shoulder, looking down at my boots before I lift my gaze back up to meet his. “She’s class. Never had that before.”
Silver’s lips twitch. “Brother, you can fuck class. Just gotta go out and find it. Girls like that, they love to take a ride on the wild side.”
“Yeah?”
He jerks his chin up. “Hell fuckin’ yeah.”
I never went back to watch Gabriella, I didn’t have to. Silver made sure I knew where to find class for the night. And I did. One right after the other, after the other, after the other. Until all I fucked was class.
Class and clubwhores—for years.
FORTY-TWO YEARS OLD
MOUNTAIN
“Fuck,” I moan as the whore sinks down on my dick.
The blonde’s eyes find mine before her lips curve up into a smile. Don’t give a fuck if I’m paying her to