Page 7 of Bedlam

“Oh, you know exactly what the fuck you did! You win. You fucking win!” I yell, and Armando arches a brow.

“What do we win?” He questions, picking a piece of lint from his suit.

“She’s dead. That’s what you wanted from the beginning and now you fucking got it. We’re done here. Stay the fuck away from us!” I demand with a roar. My father and Armando’s eyes widen in surprise, but Dalton's lip pulls up into a slight smirk. But as fast as it came is as fast as it went.

“We never wanted her dead.” My father spits.

“Bull fucking shit. That’s what we were sent here for in the first place! The entire time it was to kill her.” I yell, throwing my hands up in the air.

“You’re mistaken, son. That is not how this works. You know how we do things. Killing her would be pointless.” Armando begins to reveal, but Dalton clears his throat. I don’t give him a chance to speak as I lay a jab right to his fucking nose. He stumbles, and I retrieve my knife from its holster, holding it to his neck.

“You orchestrated her death? For fucking what? What do you gain?” I spit and he smiles, he looks just like Jameson.It’s damn near frightening.My father pulls me off of Dalton and I swing, laying a punch to his jaw, but Armando steps to my right, slamming the butt of his gun to my temple so fucking hard I see stars. I fall to my knees as my father holds the knife to my throat.

“Think about your next move, son. Now get the fuck up. You can either come with us willingly, or I’ll have Mando knock you out. Either way, you are coming with us,” he commands.

“Fine. Get the fuck off me.” I say venomously as they let go and I begin to stand.

Guess while Jay is under the knife, and Dario is God knows where, I’m The Aces’ new fucking puppet.

seven

A Lone Tear

Dario

**On Page Rape w/ CNC**

“You will give me an heir, even if I have to drug you to get what I want.” She taunts, whispering in my ear. I try to peel my eyes open, but can’t. I feel the drug pulling me under in waves as I try to focus on what is going on around me.

A warm mouth slides up and down my cock as nails scrape along my thighs.What the fuck is going on? Am I dreaming?I blink and see a ceiling with a chandelier right above me. My eyes close on their own accord, pulling me back under.Fuck. I don’t know where I am, but I need to stay coherent enough to figure it the fuck out.

“I get you all to myself now, don’t I My King? We will take over the world together as husband and wife,” she purrs, running her teeth down my length.

“Come on, Rio. Get nice and hard for me, baby. Give me a baby!” She begs.Rio? Baby? What the fuck?I hate that I can’t fucking move as the drug takes me under again and again. The bed dips and she climbs my body. I feel her straddle my sides before slamming down on my cock. Flashes of light behind my eyelids hurt and make me want to vomit as my mind literally spins.Is this person Jade or Marsela? Am I awake or stuck in a nightmare? I’m so fucking confused.

“I love you, Rio. I missed you so much, baby.” She whispers, riding my cock. I groan hearing Jade’s voice. God, I missed her too. I want to touch her, but my arms are so fucking heavy. Everything feels like dead weight, as if I’m sinking further and further into the darkness.

“Take what you need, baby,” I rasp, groaning as she tightens around me.

“Tell me you love me, Rio. I need to hear it.” She begs.

“I love you Kitten, always.” I confess, causing her to ride my cock faster, her moans echoing around me.Goddamn, she feels so good.I knew Marsela was lying. My Kitten is alive and well. Wait. Wait, a fucking second.No, no, no.My balls tighten as she bounces her ass up and down on my cock.Fuck. Wait, no!

“Yes, Daddy. Cum for me, baby.” She screams as her body shivers on top of mine, riding my cock so hard and fast that I dump my load into her as a lone tear falls from my face.

Darkness pulls me under leaving me feeling nothing but heartache and disgust. Fuck, I need to wake up. When will this fucking nightmare end? This is no fucking dream. This isn’t the girl I’m so madly in love with. Jade would never take advantage of me, let alone drug me to give her a baby. She knows better. I need to wake up. Please, for the love of God. How much more do I have to endure for this to be over? I just want my Kitten, my baby, the badass bitch I love so fucking much. Where is she?

“Jadeeeeeeeee!” I scream as tears stream down my face.

“Jadeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!” I scream again as the bed dips. A pinch to my neck sends a sudden rush of heat through my veins and then my mind shuts off to nothing. Nothing but the memory of a girl with green eyes, drowning in the lake.

eight

Story Time & Tequila

Spade

Walking out of the hospital doors, I shrug off my father’s hold.