Forty-Two #2
“Says who?” I snarled, taking in one woman as she tried to cover her nakedness beneath our gazes.
I focused back on my father. Everything about this was forcing me to consider some things about myself that sickened me.
I’d bargained with Bianca just so I’d be able to do whatever I wanted to her.
No, I wasn’t doing this shit to her. But maybe I wasn’t so different from my old man.
If I didn’t make some changes, in a few years, I’d be him.
Nausea burned my insides as I considered that future.
“Everyone looking for fun and a struggle.” He stepped forward and nodded to a guard.
The guard opened the barred door, and Cleaver grabbed the girl who was trying to cover herself and dragged her out of the cage. She screamed and clawed at him, which only made him laugh.
Sick fuck.
“What’s your name?” Father asked her.
She swallowed, her body trembling as Cleaver held her by her dark hair.
“M-Macy,” she choked out, her legs crossed and her hands covering her breasts.
“Macy,” Father purred, running his fingers along the curve of her hip. He turned to me. “She was picked up walking to her dorm at Mayfair University.”
“You kidnapped her.” It wasn’t a question.
“We gave her a life of meaning.”
“You kidnapped her,” I repeated, glaring at him.
He snapped an ugly glare back at me. “She’s your new business, Son. Best be proud to be a part of it.”
“I’m not doing this,” I said.
Klaus’s steely grip landed on my shoulder, and he shoved me down into a chair behind us. I narrowed my eyes up him, pissed off he’d touched me. It was no secret Klaus Seeley was a fucking prick. Even his own son hated him. Levin wasn’t alone in that department. I hated my old man too.
Father pushed to girl to her knees in front of me.
“Suck his dick and show him what rules we have here,” Father snarled.
She let out a sob, her small body shaking. Cleaver smacked the side of her head, making her land in my lap.
“That’s not necessary—”
“Klaus,” Father called out.
Klaus removed his gun from its holster and pointed it at Macy’s head. She wailed louder, clinging to me.
“Suck Dominic’s cock, sweetheart, or Klaus is going to shoot you in the head. Make my son come, or we’ll fuck your corpse.”
She fumbled with my belt and zipper, sobbing the entire time. This was fucking insane, but Father knew what he was doing. He put us in a situation where I was forced to participate or I’d have blood on my hands—or cock—if I didn’t.
Macy slipped my soft dick out of my pants and rubbed along it, her tears dripping on my thighs.
“As I was saying, this is your new kingdom. The women are for wealthy men looking for a good time. Once we teach the women to be more submissive, we’ll be able to work more effectively, but as you can see, this is fun too.”
Macy’s warm mouth engulfed the tip of my cock, her lips soft. I shifted, my guts churning as my cock thickened in her hand. I fucking hated this. Everything about it felt…wrong. I closed my eyes and breathed out, trying to compose myself.
Father chuckled softly before continuing, “The D’Angelou girl will be a nice addition. I think David will think twice about aligning with Ivanov when he realizes we have his prized possession and we’re fucking it.”
My eyes snapped open. “You’re going to make her fuck men here?”
“No, Son. You are,” Father said softly while Macy sucked my cock harder.
I let out a hiss of air, rage pouring through my body.
“If she doesn’t make you come, she’s dead. So if you want to save her, you’d better show her how much you enjoy what she’s doing,” Father said, backing away.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
He was sick. Twisted. Beyond wicked. Knowing my wasp was headed here made me ache. There was no way. No way I’d let it happen. I’d kill her just to save her from this nightmare.
I squeezed my eyes closed, not wanting poor Macy to die because I couldn’t get off for her.
So, I thought of Bianca. Her full pink lips.
Her gorgeous blue eyes. The way she looked at me from beneath those long, thick lashes.
How it felt when she touched me. Kissed me.
The way my heart pounded when she said she loved me.
How hot and tight she felt when I worked my way into her body.
I came with a low groan, filling Macy’s mouth with my release. She gagged and choked on me, not giving good enough head to make me come, but keeping Bianca in my mind helped a lot.
Macy swallowed and released my dick, tears mingling with the excessive come on her face. I stuffed my dick away and stared into her eyes, my heart aching for the first time in my life for a stranger. I wasn’t sure what made me reach for her, to try to offer comfort, but I did.
Her bottom lip wobbled as she grasped my hand.
A gunshot rang out, and her blood showered me in red, covering me in bits of what was once Macy, splattering my face and clothes in hot dots of death.
Her body slumped to the floor, her eyes wide. Her small hand slipped from mine.
She hadn’t seen it coming. She didn’t know she was going to be killed. The screaming of the girls in the background made my head throb. I looked from Macy’s body to my father, her blood dripping off my face.
He approached and stared down at me. Klaus put his gun away while Cleaver licked his lips as he glared down at her naked, dead body.
“Never show your weakness. People die when you’re weak. Welcome to your kingdom. Now, wait for my call.”
This wasn’t a kingdom. It was fucking hell, and I’d spent too much time there already. I vowed in that moment to tear it down, brick by brick, and I’d take my fucked up old man with it.
That was just what kings did.