Depravity Delivered (Mission Mercenaries Book 4) by Marie James

Author:Marie James [James, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: dark romance
Publisher: MJB Publishing
Published: 2023-04-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Ayla

It’s day two, and although the people who have identified themselves as the Cerberus motorcycle club have fed me and left me alone, I don’t feel like any less of a captive than I felt yesterday.

I didn’t sleep well, even having a door that locks between me and them. I didn’t lock it out of fear of what trouble that may cause me. I don’t know if I’ll ever sleep well again. I got too accustomed to keeping such strange hours, I could feel the emptiness of the living room from inside this room in the early morning hours. When I did try to sleep, they were active, each noise they created making me jump because it’s normal for people to be awake at fucking noon.

The high-end looking digital clock on the bedside table tells me it’s midafternoon, but I’m still sitting on the bed, watching the door.

I’m a reasonable person. I know I can get up and look out the window. I know I can go take another shower in the en suite bathroom if I want to. It hasn’t helped me get out of the bed and do any of those things. I can’t help but think they’re just another group waiting for some fucking buyer to come pick me up, that they’re waiting for funds to clear or something. They don’t have to be hurtful individual monsters to sell me to the highest bidder. People can still lack morals and not be a rapist. They can still bear witness to atrocities and do nothing to stop them.

Just like it did whenever someone walked past my doorless room, my heart rate triples when someone knocks on the door. I regret immediately not locking it, no matter that they’re knocking rather than just shoving it open.

“Y-yes?” I manage.

The woman everyone calls Slick steps into the room, leaving the door open at her back as if she thinks it will make me feel any less trapped.

“Why do they call you Slick?” I ask, desperate to know if it’s for the reason I pictured it was.

She’s pretty enough, and regardless of the wedding rings several of the men are wearing, I have no doubt she’s spreading her legs for each of them.

A soft smile spreads across her face, and once again, I hate the way it threatens that fight-or-flight voice inside of me with how sincere she makes it look.

“It’s a name I got stuck with in the Marine Corps.”

“Is it a sexual reference?” I ask. as if I’m irritated with her wasting my time, when, honestly, I have nothing but time to spare it seems.

She scoffs. “I’ve often wondered if that might’ve made things easier for me.”

Her smile slips away when she notices the look on my face.

Alani often told me I have the angriest resting bitch face, but it comes with the territory of being responsible for so much too soon in life.

“I’m a psychologist. The guys started calling me that because they felt like I was always in their heads, trying to be slick and get them to talk about their feelings.

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