Ryan Reign (New York Ruthless #4)(48)
“I wasn’t yours to take,” I say, my voice cracking.
“But you have always been mine. As soon as I saw you I knew that you were made for me. We are bound together. Why do you think it was my nephews who found you? So that they could bring you back to me.” He looks at me with such a strange look of anguish on his face that I think he actually believes some of that bullshit.
“You’re crazy. One hundred percent deluded.”
“You know that we belong together. I was your first love. Your first everything. That has connected us beyond anything else ever could. I taught you how to experience true pleasure.”
I feel anger bubbling beneath my skin, threatening to burst out of me at any moment. It took me a long time to deal with the shame of what he did to me. Of how he could manipulate my body into climaxing, which he used as justification for his sick and twisted torture. “You raped me, you fucking maniac!” I spit at him. “I enjoyed nothing of what we did. Nothing.”
I stare at him and feel so much venom that it seeps from every pore in my body. The sound of the door breaking down and footsteps can be heard above us and my heart sinks. I can’t believe I have lured the men I love to their deaths. I can’t believe I thought I could beat him after all this time.
“Oh, here are my boys now,” he says with a cruel smile. “Call to them, Jessica. Tell them where you are.”
“Fuck you!” I spit and he laughs. I could tell them to go away, but nothing I say is going to stop them coming in here.
A moment later, Liam comes running into the room with his three brothers close behind him.
“Stop!” I shout, my voice cracking with fear. “He has the whole place rigged.”
Shane grabs hold of Liam’s collar to stop him walking toward me and the four of them freeze as they stare at me.
“He’s got sniper rifles set up all around the room. He has the controller in his hand,” I nod to Paul and he holds up the small black box in his hand.
“That’s right,” he says with a grin.
“He’s bluffing,” Mikey snaps.
“He’s not,” I shake my head. “They are trained on the door there where you are. He showed me.”
Shane turns to his uncle. “You knew she’d come here. You set this up?”
“Yep.”
“What the fuck do you want?” he snarls.
“What I’ve always wanted. My Jessica back,” he smiles.
“She is not your Jessica!” Shane hisses.
“Oh, but she is!” Paul snarls. “You think there isn’t a single inch of her body that I didn’t claim long before you lot got your filthy hands on her? Who do you think it was who taught her what she really likes?” He licks his lips and I feel the bile rise in my stomach again as they have to listen to this. “I know the many ways to make her scream. In pain and pleasure!”
I press my lips together as I try to drown out his sick ramblings and think of a way out of this.
“You think telling us how you raped and tortured our girl will end well for you?” Conor growls.
“Your girl!” Paul laughs loudly. “Did she tell you that she didn’t enjoy it? Did she tell you how hard I can make her come for me. She has the sweetest cream,” he croons and the bile burns the back of my throat now but I swallow it down.
I keep my gun trained on him as I look between him and the brothers.
“You will never touch her again!” Conor snarls.
“Volk!” Wolf! I shout, using the name his ego will respond to. “Just let them go,” I plead with him.
He looks at me and shakes his head. “You know I can’t do that. I can’t risk them telling anyone who I really am. I can’t be worrying about them coming looking for us.”
“They won’t,” I insist.
“The fuck we won’t!” Mikey snaps and I suck in a breath. How the hell are we all going to get out of this alive?
Shane raises his gun and points it at his uncle too.
“Careful now,” Paul chuckles. “There’s a gun trained on Jessica too.”
“You’re lying,” Shane snaps.
“Nope,” he shakes his head. “If I can’t have her, then I’m certainly not letting you have her.”
“You are a fucking psychopath,” Shane snarls at him.
“Me?” Paul shakes his head. “You are the one who has been lying to her. Manipulating her into believing that you loved her, when you were working for me all along. Isn’t that right, Shane?”
Shane’s frown deepens. “What the fuck?”
“Come on, now. You know it’s true. Do your brothers know too?”
“You’re lying!” Shane snaps.
“But we both know you’re the liar in here, Shane. Do your brothers know about the other little secret you’ve been keeping from them?” he cackles.
Conor, Liam and Mikey look to Shane now and suddenly I see the way out. I have no idea what Paul is on about, but he is a deluded maniac, and I can work with that.
“I will put a bullet in your head if you speak another word,” Shane hisses.
“Try it. And at least two of your brothers will die along with her if you do. Because I can push this button quicker than you can fire off a single round.”