Twisted Pieces (Back Down Devil MC #5)(39)

Jordyn bit her lip as her cheeks turned red. Jace made no attempt to whisper as he spoke, so when Jordyn turned and walked away, Miller looked at her and said, “Have fun.”

That only made her face burn red even more.

At the end of the hallway, she looked back once and saw Jace leaning against the wall with one foot up. He looked so cool. So badass. So sexy. Miller stood with his arms crossed, listening.

Jordyn couldn’t hear what Jace was saying, but she did hear something. It sounded like a muffled sound. Maybe a scream. Maybe not. Jordyn moved to the left and listened some more. The sound came again. It was definitely a muffled scream. She froze and touched her chest. Her heart was pounding. She told herself it was nothing. To just turn and walk the hell away. Mind her own business and go to Jace’s room, as she was told to do. But part of her couldn’t stop thinking about everything Mr. Strokner had told her about the land. Match that with the image of Jace shooting that man to leave him bleed to death…

Jordyn had to see what the sound was. Maybe someone from Back Down Devil was in trouble. Or maybe someone from Back Down Devil was hurting someone else. Jordyn hated having these thoughts and doubts. When she heard the noise again, she peeked over her shoulder to make sure nobody was near her.

She was alone in the hallway.

Her mouth ran dry as she took step after step, creeping closer to the door that held the muffled sound. The closer she got, the more the noise came. It was a scream, yes. It was muffled, yes. But it sounded painful.

Jordyn tried to ask herself what she would do when she opened the door and saw someone getting hurt. Would she say something? Would she do something? Would she call for Jace?

The questions were rushing as fast as her heart beat.

Jordyn put her hand the doorknob. She turned it. The door was unlocked. She pushed the door open and let out a shaky gasp, readying herself to see something terrifying and bloody.

What she saw was terrifying, but it was anything but bloody.

It was Blaine’s room and he had company in his bed. There was a naked woman on the bed, her wrists tied to the bedposts. She was on her knees, bent over, Blaine behind her. She had a rope or something like it in her mouth with Blaine holding the ends, pulling.

He looked at Jordyn with a big smile on his face. He kept thrusting at the woman, which was the source of the sound. The muffled scream wasn’t a painful one at all.

Jordyn couldn’t move or look away.

“Hey, sweetheart,” Blaine called out. He thrust forward and held there. He pulled on the rope and the woman’s head came back. “I like to f*cking ride, get it?”

“I’m… sorry…”

“Don’t be. Come on in. I’ll put some reins on you next.”

Blaine let out a laugh and then pulled himself from the woman’s body. Blaine let the rope go and the woman started to take deep breaths. Gasping breaths. But she didn’t move. She remained in place, open and exposed. Sweat glistened on Blaine’s chest as he laughed again.

“You have never seen something like this, huh?” Blaine asked. “That’s okay. I’ll be gentle. Fuck, you can watch if you want. Watch me f*ck her. Watch me make her come. Watch me come all over her…”

“No,” Jordyn said. “Fuck, no…”

Jordyn took a step back and hit something. She spun around and stared up at Jace as he stood in the doorway.

“What the f*ck is this?” Jace asked.

“She barged in, man,” Blaine said. “I was just going for a ride here.”

“Christ,” Jace said. He looked at Jordyn. “What the f*ck…?”

“I’m sorry. I heard a noise. I came to check.”

“You heard her down the hall?” Blaine asked. He gave himself two thumbs up and laughed. He walked back to the bed and grabbed the rope. “Now, if you don’t mind, I have to finish this…”

Jace grabbed Jordyn and took her from the room. He squeezed her arm tight as he pulled her towards his room. He opened the door and shoved Jordyn inside. She could quickly tell that he was pissed.

“Why the f*ck were you in Blaine’s room?” he asked with fury.

“I told you, I heard a noise.”

“Why the f*ck does that matter to you?”

“I thought… something was wrong…”

“You thought someone was getting f*cking killed, didn’t you?”

Jordyn stiffened. She backed up to the bed and slowly sat. “Jace…”

“No. Fuck that. Fuck this then. I’ve been drinking myself stupid for days, babe, worrying about you with Strokner. Today was the first day I didn’t get shit faced. I had to go on a ride and almost got killed by another crew. I wanted to take them all out, but I held back. Because of you. And then I stand here and look into your eyes and I see it.”

“What do you see?” Jordyn asked.

Jace stepped toward her. He got a few inches from her but he didn’t touch her. He simply stared down at her as though she were the enemy. Jordyn hated the feeling.

“I see the look,” Jace said. “You don’t know what to think about us. Because of what you’ve seen. And what you’ve heard. So… tell me… what is it?”

“I’m sorry,” Jordyn said. “Mr. Str… he told me that there were bodies buried on that piece of land. I saw you shoot someone. You just said you wanted to kill someone today. You were going to hurt someone’s kid…”