Savage Love (Back Down Devil MC #7)(95)



Emily closed her eyes for a second. She tried to wrap her mind around what Gaige just said. She trusted him, yes, but Max was a crazy man.

Gaige touched Emily’s face and slowly turned her body. He kissed her, once, and then rolled from the bed. He put his leather cut back on and then took the handgun and hid it in his leather.

“What are you doing now?” Emily asked.

“Going to save that girl,” Gaige said. “You actually think Max paid for her escort services to use them?”

Emily sat up and shook her head. “No…”

“He’s going to get to you by f*cking with your head. If he killed that girl, what would it mean for you? Your job? That company?”

“Gaige…”

“It’s handled,” Gaige said. “Where did he take the girl?”

“Belle?” Emily asked. She closed her eyes and pictured the schedule. The black book. Where the clients had to list where they were taking… “The hotel at the end of town. We keep a block of rooms as business rooms. Fifth floor. Room 512.”

“Okay.”

“But why would he actually take her there? If he was going to hurt her…”

“You stay right here. I’ll be back.”

As Emily watched Gaige walk out of the bedroom, she wanted to be afraid. She wanted to worry. But she couldn’t… she was unbelievably turned on by him.





fifteen.



Gaige found Blaine nursing a beer at the bar. He looked a little dazed as he picked at the label.

“What’s wrong?” Gaige asked.

“Thinking,” Blaine said.

“About?”

“That hard on I had this morning. What a f*cking waste. By my own hand? I don’t know, bro, I feel like I’m slipping.”

“Christ.”

“No, get this… I get a woman shot up and then I get a hard on that I have to take care of on my own. That’s like a f*cking sign, bro, isn’t it?”

“No, it’s not,” Gaige said. He patted Blaine on the back. “Come on, I need your help with something.”

“I don’t know, man,” Blaine said.

“What if I said there was * involved in this?” Gaige asked.

Blaine jumped up and smiled. He downed the entire beer in one gulp and then slammed the bottle on the bar.

“*? Let’s ride, bro.”

Gaige laughed. That was one way to get Blaine’s attention and keep it.

A few minutes later they were on their motorcycles, cruising the streets, cutting in and out of other vehicles as needed. Gaige hoped they would get there in time to save Belle. A dead escort would put heat on the business and once they figured out Emily was tied to another dead body and Back Down Devil MC, she would be ruined and the club would come under fire, again.

Blaine rode alongside Gaige as they pulled around back of the hotel. It was the largest hotel in town, mostly used as Emily said, for business. It’s where a lot of big wigs came to get their rocks off.

Gaige climbed off his motorcycle and Blaine was right with him. They went through a side door to the emergency steps. They took them two at a time, up to the fifth floor. In silence, they cut down the hall, drawing their weapons, ready for all hell to break loose if need be.

They found the room and Gaige put his ear to the door.

He heard the muffled sound of a woman’s voice crying.

“Fuck,” Gaige whispered. “She’s crying.”

“We don’t have a card to get in,” Blaine said.

“Fuck the card,” Gaige said.

He kicked the door and it busted open.

They rushed inside and found a beautiful blonde in bra and panties, tied to a chair with the wires from the telephone. She had a rolled up pillow case tied around her mouth. Her eyes were wide and when she saw the guns, she started to kick and scream more.

“Where is he?” Gaige asked. “Is he here?”

The woman hurried to shake her head, her hair bouncing left to right.

“Jesus Christ,” Blaine said. “Look at her. She’s f*cking gorgeous.”

“Relax,” Gaige said. He walked to Belle. “Listen to me. I know your name is Belle. I’m here to help you. I’m going to take this out of your mouth. If you f*cking scream, my friend here will shoot you. Okay?”

Belle nodded.

Gaige took the gag out of her mouth. Belle let out a breath and looked at Gaige, then Blaine, then back to Gaige.

“Fuck no,” she said. “I’m not paid for this. Guns? Three men? No…”

“Wait, what?” Gaige asked.

“That wasn’t what I was told,” Belle said.

“Hold on,” Gaige said. “You were willingly tied to this chair?”

“Yeah. That’s what he wanted.”

“Who, pretty?” Blaine asked.

Blaine touched her hair. Belle kicked Blaine’s leg and he jumped up.

“Fuck. Feisty. I’m getting hard already.”

“Tell me what the f*ck is going on here,” Gaige said.

“He paid to take me to this hotel for a fantasy. To tie me up and gag me. He wanted me to whimper and cry for him while he was gone. When he comes back, he’s going to f*ck me and then leave me. Then I have to call for a ride.”

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