Page 89 of All Your Hate
“He doesn’t like us bothering him unless he wants us,” the blonde says quietly.
“Can’t keep your mouth closed again, huh Goldilocks?” A deep accented voice comes from behind me. I turn, coming face to face with the most sinister smile I’ve ever seen. The man puffs his chest out as he stares at me like I’m supposed to know who the fuck he is.
“You run this place?” I ask. He narrows his eyes at me, that smile widening to his pale blues.
“I do. Dmitri Volkov.” He holds his hand out to me and I ignore it. This is the man Jax told me about. The one that took Wynter.
Shrugging me off he says, “Come. We were just about to enjoy the pool.” He grabs the blonde's arm and drags her around the back, the other woman hurries out of sight.
We head through an open gate in a chain link fence that loops around the pool area. Two men occupy the deck chairs and they both have women sat by their feet. Another two women are swimming in the pool, topless. My stomach turns at the whole sight.
Dmitri turns and Goldilocks—or whatever the fuck her name is—looks up at me with tear-filled eyes that make meuncomfortable. “Did you want this one?” he asks and I shake my head.
Before I can do anything he shoves her into the pool. She screams, water splashing around her as she struggles to resurface. One of the women starts swimming towards her, but Dmitri barks out, “Leave her! She needs to learn to keep her mouth shut, maybe drowning will help with that.”
I stand and watch the spectacle. Unsure whether to help or not. Before I need to intervene she manages to grab onto the side of the pool and pull herself up.
The men sit there laughing at her as she sobs and gasps for air.
Dmitri sits down in the chair between the guys and snaps his fingers at a red haired girl who walks over to him in a daze. She’s got a full figure and barely fits into the bikini she’s wearing. He makes use of that by pulling her into his lap and grabbing her tits, playing with them right there in front of everyone.
“Goldilocks, you’re on desk duty for the rest of the day. Unless you want a dip in the pool again?” Dmitri laughs and the other guys join in.
I narrow my eyes towards him as the girl rushes past me, tears streaming down her face, her clothes soaked through.
“Anyway. Noah! Fancy seeing you here, or is it Bones paying me a visit today?”
I keep my face void of expression as he admits to knowing me.
“Why the fuck are you using my father’s business as a whorehouse?” I ask, getting straight to the point.
“Oh, don’t be like that. Come take a seat and relax before you start with the business talk. This little firecracker gives great head. I’m sure she can calm you down a bit.” He pushes the redhead off his lap and she stumbles towards me. I grab her by the arms to steady her. She’s shaking, but she’s so out of it she doesn’t seem to care. Is this what Wynter was like before I saved her? Guiding her to an empty deck chair, I help her sit down.
“I’m not here for your girls.”
“I suppose you’re content with the one you already have.”
My blood turns cold. All I can do is clench my fists. I can’t let him see my emotions.
“She’s not free, you know? Just because you took her doesn’t mean she’s yours. I expected her to be dead after what happened to Abato.”
I step towards him and he lounges back with that smile still on his face.
“You’re the one that took her. That sold her to him. Why?”
“Nothing personal.” He shrugs and laughs. “Well maybe a little personal. She was a brat, but more importantly she was convenient. Just what I’d been looking for. So of course I snatched her up.”
Taking another step forward, I whip my gun out and aim it at him. The two men on either side of Dmitri draw their own weapons and aim them at me while he sits there smugly.
The women in the pool scream and start scrambling to get out.
“Calm down!” Dmitri shouts and they all go silent. “I’d already heard of you,Bones. You’ve made quite a name for yourself around here. You and your friend. Bones and Carver, the ones you want if you need a job done properly.”
Dean and I keep away from gang shit as much as possible for this exact reason. Once you’re involved you never get back out.
“I couldn’t believe it when I met with your father and saw the photo of you in his office. Well ofNoah. Imagine how surprised I was to discover Noah and Bones were the same person. When I first heard of the tall pretty guy that broke bones like twigs I pictured someone stockier and blond for some reason.”
What the fuck sort of game is he playing?