Reckless Temptations (Tempted #4)(2)



“The Bulldog pissed, as you people put it, on our deal the minute you stole from me.”

“Nobody took your fucking drugs,” I hissed.

Three more lashes of the whip, three more marks on my flesh, secured the three bullets I’d put in this pricks head.

“Untie me and let me fight like a fucking man. Or are you Dragons too pussy to unleash me,” I growled.

He laughed, cracking the whip and branding my chest with another fresh mark from the leather. I gritted my teeth through the fresh sting before glaring at him.

Give me more.

I’ll take everything you got.

But I will come for you motherfucker.

“You have a lot of faith in your club. You think Jack will come riding to your rescue? You’re nothing to him but a pee on that he uses to tweak his surveillance. You’re the eye in the sky, someone who can be replaced. You’re not his heart or his right hand. They won’t come for you. They don’t even know you’re gone.”

For a smart man, he made a pretty stupid move, using one of the oldest tricks in the book, trying to get me to turn on my club. Wu took the wrong brother, I’m no rat. I’ll burn in Hell before I give up my family, before I give up the Satan’s Knights.

Whip me motherfucker.

Give me all you got.

And so he did, him and his brothers took a chance a piece, cracking the whip and balling their firsts. My skin felt like it was on fire, I was bleeding from one of my eyes and spitting blood from my mouth.

Give me more.

“Enough,” Wu ordered, before one of the Dragons could pound in my face a little more.

“This is how it’s going to work, Mr. Riggs. You’re going to tell me why my drugs are sitting in an evidence room. You’re going to make me understand why Jack Parrish wants you dead,” he insisted. “Because he does you know, sacrificing you and the rest of the club for a piece of pussy, that’s some fearless leader you brothers have there,” he continued. “Because if you don’t I’m going to find everything and anything you love and I’m going to tear it apart. You know how it works and if you think what that stupid prick Gold did was fucked up, how he took Jack’s vice president and his woman and made them pay for his sins, you haven’t seen anything yet. When I’m through with you, you’re going to sing to the Lord and beg for His mercy as you stare at the blood of those you love on your hands.”

“You stupid bastard,” I scoffed, laughing in Wu’s face. “You took the wrong brother. I ain’t got shit and as far as love goes—I only got love for the reaper on my back,” I rasped, leaning as close as my confinements would allow. “I won’t sing to the Lord but I’ll rejoice with the Devil when I take your sorry ass down.”

“Oh no, I’ve got the right brother,” he assured, turning around and pulling back a curtain that lined the back wall of the garage, revealing a bunch of flat screen televisions.

“What the fuck is this, movie night?” I questioned, trying to figure out what he was up to.

“I’m a very patient man, Mr. Riggs, I will wait and bide my time but I’ll always get my revenge. I will take back what is mine. The Knights took my product and they’ve killed three of my men—they owe me and I will collect. So, one last chance, one shot to tell me the truth or you and yours will be the first I take.”

“We’ll see about that motherfucker,” I growled.

I’m going to come for you motherfucker.

Gonna give you all I got.

He turned around to face the screens and pulled a remote control from his pocket. He aimed it at the wall of televisions, bringing each of them to life. I peered at the screens with my good eye, slowly taking in each frame. I was thankful for all the red marks on my skin and the black eye because the blood drained from my body. The stash house was wired from the street to outside and back to the closets inside. Everything looked as it should. The time stamps all had the same date and time, every frame was perfectly adjusted to the footage we wanted them to see that day.

“Can you see what I see?” Wu sang.

My eyes scanned each frame slowly until they stopped and zeroed in on one, the one that showed Jack and me in the hallway.

Oh shit.

I cringed, closing my eyes as I lifted the ski mask and bared my face to the camera. Wu paused the frame, hit another button and brought the same image up on all the screens. He turned to me, his eyes meeting mine, and he smiled knowingly.

He had me.

“It’s time to send your club a message,” he informed me, as he looked over my shoulder at one of his boys.

He wasn’t blowing smoke. I had fucked myself and royally too. Sun Wu had everything he needed to wage a war between the two clubs. He had everything he needed to be a man of his word and make us all pay.

I had no doubt that he’d start with me.

Then it dawned on me—his words, his threats, they all of a sudden had meaning.

One last chance, one shot, to tell me the truth or you and yours will be the first I take.

Lauren.

Pea.

One reckless move would change my whole life, actually two. One that changed my life forever and another that would ruin it.

I heard the sound of a machine vibrating before something crashed against my skull and everything faded to black.





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