Mad Boys (Blue Ivy Prep, #2)(98)

Not that she’d tried to pull the mask off. Yet.

RJ took another step toward her. “What disappears when you say its name?”

“For real?” she asked and shifted under my arm. Whether she meant to press closer to me or not, I wasn’t sure, but I just hooked my arm around her tighter to pull her back to my chest.

“You learn everything after this,” I promised her. “Just one more question.”

Her absolute huff of impatience was downright adorable. “Silence.”

RJ blinked, shock stamping across his face. What, did he think that particular riddle was hard? Probably a good thing the dick had money, ‘cause he definitely didn’t have brains.

“Congratulations,” I told her. “Welcome to Knots and Chains.”

“That’s not how this works,” RJ argued. “There’s still initiation…”

“Oh, right.” Clicking my tongue against my teeth, I shook my head. “Almost forgot.” With that, I tugged the tie on her blindfold free as I pressed the remote.

Sound blasted from all sides.

“I have to do this?” Kelly asked from the recording, but I didn’t take my gaze off RJ as his whole body stiffened. His gaze jerked off Ace to the screens on the wall.

It had taken me time, but I’d found the recordings. The cocky mother fucker thought he’d erased them. The problem was—nothing was truly gone once it hit the internet.

“Yes,” RJ said in a coaxing tone. “It’s the rules. Every initiation is different. When I did it…I had to keep it up for hours and please four different women.”

“Oh,” Kelly sounded so crestfallen and it took everything I had to not look at the screen right now. Just the sound of her voice was enough to put me on edge all over again.

“It’s going to be fine,” RJ continued, soothing. “You’ll love it. Trust me. All you have to do is take every one of us…the blindfold will be on so you can just pretend it’s me if you want.”

“Every one…?” Her voice trembled. “How many?”

“Does it matter?” RJ asked. “You know I can make it so good for you baby, trust me.”

My fingers dug into my palms as I played it out.

“Turn it off,” RJ ordered. Because the video skipped ahead and there was slurping and sobs. The slurping turned to choking and then the sobs grew more pronounced.

“It hurts…” Kelly pleaded.

“It’s okay, baby,” RJ said on the recording. “You’re such a good little whore for me. Fuck, look at that hungry cunt—four cocks have filled you up and you want more don’t you…”

“I—” The word choked off as another cock was shoved down her throat. Then it was just skin slapping, wet sounds as guy after guy fucked her. It lasted an eternity.

Ace shook against me, but I kept her right there. RJ had this coming. He and his recruited band of fuckboys had fucked Kelly until she couldn’t stand.

When it was over, they’d left her covered in cum and walked away.

The videos hit the school the next day—all edited, of course, to just show her and cock, nothing else.

This video was different, however.

“Turn it off,” RJ yelled as he charged at me. I pushed Ace behind me and caught his fist. My fist was already colliding with his face as he went down.

“Can’t take what you did?” I said to him. “Or did you forget how you left her? What you did? How you sent it out? You told her she had to do it —”

“She could have said fucking no,” RJ yelled back at me. “If you knew how to fuck a girl, maybe she would have. But I made sure she got off.” As if to prove his point, there was another scream, only this wasn’t one of passion, it was anguish. “Your brother would have too if he’d fucking showed up on time.”

It was that sound that had killed me when I’d found her.

I hit him again. And again. And again.

When he was on the ground, bloody mouth and nose, staring up at me. “She killed herself, you son of a bitch. She killed herself because of what you did. Then you covered it up with your family’s money, just like you do everything. Now you want to add Ace to your little list of conquests?”

I snorted.

I’d kill him first.

Killing would have been too easy, though.

Killing wouldn’t hurt as much as this.

He let out a yell, blood spraying from his mouth as he charged me. A minute later, the door slammed open, and the cops were there.

It was glorious. They took him down like the perp he was, rather than a wealthy little fuckboy. He was shrieking at me as the cops put him in handcuffs.

RJ wasn’t getting out of this one. I was still grinning when I faced Ace. She was safe.

Then her hand collided with my face so hard, I tasted blood in my mouth. The slap rang my bell, literally, and I blinked as I stared at her again.

“Ace—”

“Fuck you, Lachlan.” She glared at me, her eyes almost incandescent. “Fuck you right to hell and back.”

Then she was gone.





Forty





KC


The sound of that girl sobbing was like a ghost in my ear. The minute it started, all I’d wanted to do was look away. But I couldn’t. RJ’s reaction had been so intense, but it had been the rigid stance of Lachlan’s body wrapped around mine that kept me in place.