A Perfect Vow by Zoey Parker

Author:Zoey Parker
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mc romance, motorcycle club romance, biker romance, dark romance, secret baby romance, second chance heist romance, bad boy romance
Publisher: Sopris Page Press
Published: 2017-12-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Rose

I straighten back up as the music draws to a close, taking the Diablo’s hand in mine and standing to lead him to the back room. The crowd boos at first at my departure, but they quickly move on as the next dancer is introduced and takes the stage. When we pass by the other man in black, they give each other an appreciative nod. I smile grimly.

The hallway shelters some of the noise. I see a tall door covered in red leather. This must be the private room, at least, I hope it is. I open the door and pull the man inside.

The interior is lit with dim orange lanterns that flicker and leap. There’s a throne at one end. I twirl and shove the man down into it, then tug the door shut. It clicks, cutting us off from the outside. Perfect.

I spin back around to face him, flashing my most seductive smile. He grins and settles back in the chair. Gyrating my way towards him, I sink to the floor between his knees. I run one hand up his thigh towards the rising lump behind his zipper, though I pause before I get all the way there. My fingertips retreat, tracing lightly down over his jeans. He reaches towards the buckle of his belt, fumbling with it in an effort to free himself from the pants.

“Not so fast,” I say in a sensual voice. I take his hands and lie them back down along the armrests. Reaching for the belt around my waist, I withdraw the handcuffs and slap them down around one of his wrists, securing him to the heavy chair. It clicks into the locked position.

His sneer broadens. He must think I’m just being kinky. Wait until he finds out what I actually have in store. “Have it your way for now, slut,” he drawls.

I rise to my feet. My tone slides from seductive into a violent snarl as I say, “I’ll have it my way all night long, you fucking son of a bitch.”

He frowns and starts to say, “How fucking dare you,” but the baton smashing across his face stops him mid-sentence. Blood and tooth fragments splatter against the far wall. He looks up at me in horror as I raise the baton back and strike him again. A low moan of agony pours out of his throat. He raises a hand to try to stop me from hitting him a third time, but it’s useless. I fix weeks of rage into the tension of my muscles as I bring the baton up and down once more. It thuds into his flesh with a sharp crack. He screams, but the walls muffle all noise.

I push the baton back through the loop on my belt and lean over him, setting my hands on top of his. His fetid breath rolls into mine. I crinkle my nose but don’t retreat. “No one can hear you except for me, do you understand?” I hiss. “And the only way you stand a chance of getting out of here alive is if you start talking.

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