Chapter 12 #2
He was the live atomic bomb I had hidden away in my arsenal, and while he had detonated plenty of times on his own, I had yet to plant him in the direct path of my enemies. And now here was my chance to really test it.
I could fight Daniel myself and land my ass in a shit ton of trouble with Darren, or I could sacrifice my body for what I knew would result in a guaranteed well-deserved execution.
And if whatever Daniel planned to do to me in this very second resulted in a miscarriage, it was two birds with one stone.
I could spare my baby the horror of growing up in this life without fear of blame, while simultaneously ensuring the warranted death of Darren’s last standing family ally.
Darren had killed my dog. And for that…I was going to make him kill his own brother.
The choice was obvious.
So instead of maneuvering defensively to the side, I took a retreating step back to purposely slip my bare foot into the spilled red paint behind me. I moved to give the impression I was running for the door, fleeing just like Darren had recently ordered me to, but fell to the floor instead.
By the time Daniel reached me, I had landed on my back, my knees up and ready to kick defensively.
But he had dove between them, bypassing my feet and pinning his hips on top of mine.
I managed to elbow him hard across the jaw, causing him to growl before he snatched both of my wrists in his good hand and slammed them into the floor above my head.
“Have you lost your fucking mind? Get off of me, Daniel!” I shrieked, raising my hips to lock my ankles behind his back to keep his body in place.
“Where is Jason hiding?” he growled down at me, his voice jagged and rough.
“What? What the hell are you talking about? Get off me!”
Daniel thought I knew where Jason was? Why would he think that?
“I know you know something about him, something that will lead us to him, now tell me what you know!”
“Daniel, stop! I don’t know any—”
His cast-wrapped fist backhanded me across the face before I could finish my sentence, the taste of blood flooding my mouth on impact as pain exploded along my jawline.
“Cut the shit, Jaden. My brother might want you in one piece, but I’ll gladly tear you apart before I let you hurt my family. Now tell me the truth. Where is he?”
“I don’t know, Daniel! Please stop! This is insane!”
SLAP.
“You better give me something, Jaden. I’m not letting you go until you do,” he rasped, his teeth bare and his eyes wild. The liquor on his breath was so strong it made my stomach sour.
“There’s nothing to tell you because I don’t know anything! How could I?”
He then slammed his forearm down onto my throat and pressed hard. “You have three seconds to tell me something, or I’m going to fuck it out of you.”
My eyes widened in shock that he would actually threaten to go that far. I was ready and willing to take a beating, certain that would be enough. But this? Was this what I was really willing to endure to get my revenge?
Whatever it takes, Jaden. Whatever it takes.
Fuck it all, I’d survived so much worse. Let the asshole seal his own fate.
And let Darren be the one to finish it.
“You can’t be serious. I’m your brother’s wife! I’m carrying his child! Please, you can’t do this!”
Daniel tilted his head as he squeezed my wrists even tighter, forcing a groan through my gritted teeth. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re just another traitorous whore he should have strung up a long time ago. Now tell me where Jason has been hiding!”
My brows practically shot to the ceiling, honestly shocked he was willing to go this far against his own brother.
“Daniel, for fuck’s sake, listen to me,” I groaned under the weight of his arm. “There’s nothing to tell you. I don’t know what you want from me!”
“You spoke to him on the phone once, telling him to run. Where would he go, Jaden?”
“That was years ago! He’s not dumb, he wouldn’t stay in the same place for long any way!”
Daniel shook his head at me, his gaze hardening as his grip on my wrists tightened even more until my fingers were numb.
“Fine, Jaden. Have it your way, then. As I understand it, you enjoy things the hard way.” He reached down under my dress and ripped my thong from my body, the material snapping sharply against my skin as it gave way.
“Daniel, stop it! What the hell are you doing? Get off me!” I squirmed under him, tugging at his grip.
“Oh, I’m gonna get off alright,” he sneered down at me. “In fact, I think it’s about finally time I understood exactly what’s between these legs of yours that has my brother wrapped so tightly around your finger that he forgets who his real family is.”
Fuck, this is going to suck.
“Daniel, don’t! Don’t do this! I’m fucking pregnant!” I feigned reason with him. I hoped that when Darren undoubtedly saw this security footage, he would be convinced I had tried before Daniel slammed his cast between my teeth and shoved his way inside me.
I screamed into his hand, the harsh burn of his cock tearing at my dry tissue excruciating.
I bucked against him in earnest, trying to knock him off kilter, but he held fast, forcing himself into my dry pussy until my muscles finally gave way to him.
Daniel groaned in satisfaction as he seated himself deep inside me, crushing my body under his weight.
“Fucking hell, you really are tight,” he moaned as he prodded himself even deeper. “How Darren hasn’t blown this pussy up by now is beyond me. He must not be fucking you enough.”
I shrieked in anger, tossing my head back and forth to try to dislodge his cast from my mouth.
He laughed at my attempts to escape him, removing his hand for only a second so he could backhand me across the face again.
The pain was sharp, but it was quickly overcome with the blunt pressure of his forearm pressing back down on my throat.
He wasn’t quite choking me yet, but it still greatly limited my ability to scream.
“You can end this, Jaden. Just tell me what I want to know and I won’t have to tear into all your other fuckable holes,” he moaned, his hips digging painfully into mine.
Fuck, it all hurt so much that I almost regretted my decision to allow it to happen. But I needed it to. I needed it to be as awful as it possibly could be. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have the effect I was so desperate for it to take.
“I don’t. Know. Anything!” I croaked against his arm.
“You lied about Kayla. And now, she might actually be working with your ex-boyfriend. How would she have found him, huh? Where did you tell her to go?”
I groaned loudly hoping someone might hear me, but with the door closed and the guards mostly stationed on either the first floor or outside, it was pretty unlikely.
And since nobody had sounded the alarm yet, I assumed I was either in a camera blind spot or the guards thought Daniel was still just raping the staff.
Sloane probably thought my noted heart-rate spike was due to another emotional breakdown over Camaro and wouldn’t be rushing to my rescue over that.
Fuck.
“Where, Jaden!?” Daniel rasped, his body thrusting harder into me. “Where did you tell Kayla to go?”
“Ugh! I just told her to disappear! I didn’t want to know where for this very reason!”
On a growl, Daniel’s elbow suddenly cracked against the side of my skull, the blow causing the room to spin as pain clawed its way across my head and face. Even with my ears ringing, I could still hear him shouting about how much of a conniving little bitch I was.
“You’ve ruined everything, you know!” he snarled down at me. “Everything was fucking fine until you came along. I don’t know how you’ve done it, but I know you’re responsible somehow.”
He had no idea how badly I wanted to tell him he was right. That I was the reason for his youngest brother’s downfall. That I was about to be the reason for his downfall. And that I would soon be the reason for Darren’s downfall too.
Despite the whirlpool of nausea swirling around in my stomach, I still managed to get in a few choice words while they were still somewhat audible.
“Darren is never going to forgive you for this,” I murmured between clenched teeth, my entire body burning beneath his.
And instead of recognizing his own shame or stupidity, his brief pause in hurting me was just long enough for him to lean down and laugh in my face.
“Of course he will, right after he’s done killing you for being the traitorous whore I’ll have proven you to be,” Daniel argued as he pulled out and shoved back in.
I cried aloud as the pain intensified, but his arm returned to press down on my neck to muffle the sound into a gurgled groan.
“This could have been over so much faster, but you insist on remaining defiant. And for what? To protect an ex-boyfriend? Where the fuck is your loyalty to my brother, huh? To this family? Darren should be fucking ashamed of you! When this is all over, trust that he’ll be thanking me! ”
I grimaced as my pussy stretched and strained around Daniel’s cock, tears building in my eyes from the pain.
At that moment, I had never been more grateful that Darren had successfully conditioned my body to grow wet for him with just a fucking look.
The idea of having to endure him dry like this with how often he was inside me had my body clenching with anxiety.
“Darren clearly doesn’t see you for the little witch I know you are, casting your spell on him and fucking with his head,” Daniel rasped, pushing into me even harder.
“Maybe now he’ll finally see reason once he realizes you’re nothing but spoiled damaged goods after this.
Imagine how pissed he’ll be if I actually get you off. ”