Triple Threat: A Reverse Harem Story by Annie J. Rose

Author:Annie J. Rose [Rose, Annie J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Reid

I paced the floor outside the door of the room we kept Audrey in. I heard her calling out for me. She knew I was out there. And every fucking time she said my name, it rose a need in me to go save her.

But, I couldn't.

Mostly because I knew Quinton would incapacitate me if it meant keeping me focused on the job.

I sighed as her cries for me stopped. I ran my hand through my disheveled hair, working the knots out before I started pacing again. There were no windows this deep into the warehouse. And it was dark as fuck, too. She had no means of escape. No windows meant no introduction to the outside of the room, much less outside of this building. And the duct work was much too small for anyone to crawl through. She was toned with too much muscle to even think about doing something like that. Even if she could get out of the knots and zip ties Zayne used to tie her down with, there was no hope of working through this warehouse alone.

Which was probably why she was trying to break me psychologically.

“I thought we were having such a good time,” Audrey said breathlessly.

I paused my movements, swallowing hard as I closed my eyes.

“How it felt when you took my hand, Reid? It felt incredible. We have a real connection and you know it. Don’t you want to feel that again? Why can’t we feel that way again? I know you don’t want to do this.”

I closed my eyes but turned my face toward the door, desperate to hear more of her voice.

“I care about you. Let’s just get out of here. Let’s run away for the weekend. Or the week. Or the month. Let’s lose ourselves in one another. Please. Just give me that,” she said.

I felt my pelvis churning with desire before someone grabbed my arm. And when I looked up, I found myself staring at Q.

“Come on. I got food,” he said.

He tugged me away from the door, leaving Audrey’s voice to fade into the background. He pulled me into a decrepit lounge-looking area, with moldy chairs and a disgusting-looking table. Zayne had his mouth wrapped around a chicken wrap and Quinton had about four fucking meals to eat all to himself.

“Getting my favorite food isn’t gonna get you out of the shit zone,” I murmured.

Zayne rolled his eyes. “Calm down, Reid. This couldn't have gone any other way.”

“You should’ve let me in on the plan,” I said, anger seething through my teeth.

“Why? So you could fuck it up again?” Zayne asked. “Sorry, bro. It wasn’t happening.”

“He’s right. Capello’s entrusted us with this job, and we’re going to see it through. Whether we have to incapacitate you, too, or not,” Q said.

Zayne shoved a bag of food in my general direction.

“It’s got a burger and fries in it. Got her a soda, too. Go give her the food. And try not to give into her siren’s song while you’re in there.

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