Taking Over the Dark (High Stakes Syndicate #2)

Chapter 21

TWENTY-ONE

MARCELLO

I growl like an animal at Nash’s antics with Anna, my lovely dentist. And I’m sure as hell not in the mood to deal with his joking while chunks of my teeth are lying on the ground, and my whole body is humming with pain.

This is worse than getting shot.

Anna has her bag up on the table and is gloved up, setting all her tools up right beside me. “Up on the table, big guy,” she says while tipping a vial over and pulling some of the contents out with a syringe and needle. She does that with a couple more syringes, watching as I promptly climb up onto the table. With the last syringe, she says, “Flip over for me, and pull down your pants, and let me have access to one of your glutes.”

I pull my brows together, silently questioning her, “Why do you need my ass cheek?”

“I’m sure you’re in pain… do you want some pain meds that will help for longer than the local anesthetic?”

I’m nodding before she even finishes her sentence. “Yes!”

“Give him something strong. I have some plans for him after you get done fixing his pretty teeth up,” Ellie spits her words as she stares into my soul, never even looking at Anna. All while she’s flopping her spoon back and forth between her thumb and pointer finger.

“Oh, this one’s strong, and he’ll be on a different planet, but also in no pain at all,” Anna responds, and the evil smile that finds Ellie’s lips has goosebumps littering my neck.

I pull my ass cheek out, and she wipes it down with an alcohol wipe, and the needle’s in before I know it. With it being through my muscles, I expected it to hit me fast… but not this fast. I’m barely able to get my pants back in place before I roll to my back and stare up at the extravagant chandelier above my kitchen table.

I’m in complete euphoria.