PAYBACK (A Bad Boy Romance) Read Free

away as if she couldn’t comprehend how ignorant I was.
    That pissed me off.
    Just because I hated to read didn’t mean I was stupid.
    Little Miss High and Mighty better learn that real quick.
    “Where am I?”
    I didn’t answer. The less detail she had, the better.
    Instead, I abruptly rose and planted myself in front of her, invading her space, once again. I liked the way her pupils dilated and her soft lips parted, almost inviting me for a taste.
    I reached down to untie her feet. I tossed the rope aside and then just as she lifted her hands with relief, thinking I was going to release her, I kicked apart her legs and leaned in, my body taking up the space between her thighs.
    “What are you doing?” she asked, her eyes wide and her voice breathy.
    “Let’s get something straight from the get-go…I ask the questions, not the other way around. If you’re a good girl, I’ll reward you. If you’re bad…I’ll punish you. Do you understand?”
    She shook her head. “No, I don’t understand any of this,” she cried, the freckles on her nose standing out. Where else did she have freckles? “I’m begging you. There’s still time to change your mind. Someone is going to report me missing and it’s only going to take a short while for my brother to find me. Do yourself a favor and let me go before my brother eats your balls for lunch.”
    I laughed. “I’m counting on that, baby girl. I want your brother to know panic. I want him to stew in his own fear until I tell him my terms. You, little girl, are collateral. You are mine to do what I wish and no one is coming to save you so you’d better work on your manners. It’s just you and me. Got it?”
    That much was true. Tito’s place was isolated in a forgotten section outside of the city, where people were sparse and the neighborhood wasn’t exactly friendly. Even the cops avoided this place if they could.
    I wouldn’t set up permanent shop here but it would definitely serve my needs.
    “Now…let’s get to know each other,” I said, forcing her hands down to her lap. “Repeat after me…Cason O’Connor.”
    “W-why?” she stammered.
    “Because that’s the name you’re going to be screaming when I’m deep inside you. I want to hear my name when I’ve got you bent over this very couch, buried up to my balls inside your sweet pussy. How’s that sound?”
    “You’re disgusting.” A shocked gasp escaped her sweet lips. “You would rape me?”
    A snarl escaped as a wave of rage blotted out my thoughts. “And if I did, it would be no more than Butcher deserves.”
    I choked back the black tide, my breathing short as I fought to right my tilting ship. Why should I show Butcher’s sister mercy when he didn’t have a merciful bone in his body?
    “I don’t know what happened between you and my brother—“
    I got in her face. “That’s right, you don’t know but you will. You think your brother is the good guy? Because he pays to send you to some fancy, uptight private college but know this, baby girl, your brother pays your bills with blood money. He’s as dirty as they come. If I were you, I’d drop the innocent act because anyone who shares DNA with Butcher Brannon is just as rotten and I don’t give a shit about you or your feelings. Go ahead, hate me. It’s better that way. I’m not a good guy either but at least I don’t pretend to be.”
    “I swear I don’t know anything about my brother’s business,” she said, tears wetting her cheeks.
    “You’d be surprised how quickly people remember details with the right motivation,” I returned.
    “I’m a virgin,” she blurted out, almost desperately. “Please, don’t do this. I’m begging you. Please.”
    Something inside me jolted with awareness. She was playing the part, right? College kids were all about getting laid and partying between mid-term cram sessions. There’s no way she was still untouched.
    But, fuck it, she could play any part she wanted as long as long as