Revulsion struck her hard as she looked at her friend. Getting to her feet, she felt something on her leg. She couldn’t move as there was a metal cuff around her ankle, keeping her locked in place.
Lydia was being attacked, and there was nothing she could do.
“I’m sorry that my menstrual cycle ruined your plans.”
“It’s okay. I’m a patient man, and you’ll be all the sweeter for waiting.”
“Snake will find me. He won’t stop,” she said.
Master grunted, and he pressed Lydia’s face into the bedding.
“I know who the Chaos Bleeds are. They were the ones that not only killed my supplier but they’re also housing one of my girls.”
“One of your girls?” Lydia started to struggle. “Let her go. You’re killing her!”
He held Lydia down a little longer before releasing her. “This one’s a slut to the core. No one could tame her.”
Lydia gasped, sliding to the floor and crying out.
“Brianna, she’s one of my girls. You’re all going to wear my mark.” He tugged Lydia to the bed, spreading her thighs. “Look.”
Jessica didn’t want to look, but she knew she’d have to. Glancing down, she saw the burn on Lydia’s thigh. “What is that?”
“It’s my mark. I like my women to remember me always.”
“It looks like a hot poker mark.”
Master chuckled. The bedroom doors opened, and two men appeared. One of the men held a poker with a mark on the tip. It was glowing from the heat.
“What the hell?” There was nowhere for her to run. Master moved to her side, slamming Lydia into the wall when her friend tried to stop him.
“It’s time to mark you.”
The second man helped to hold her down. Jessica screamed, fighting them off. It was useless. They pushed the shirt she was wearing out of the way, pressing the scalding tip to her thigh.
Her throat hurt from the screams. When it was done, she collapsed onto the floor. In the background she was aware of the noise around her. Her head was buzzing, and the pain was indescribable.
“Alone at last.” She was lifted up off the floor. “I may not be able to fuck you, but I can play a little.”
Chapter Twelve
Snake opened Jessica’s front door and hesitated.
“What is it?” Dick asked.
“I know Jessica. She wouldn’t leave her front door open.” He pushed it open calling out her name. No one answered, not that he expected anyone to.
“Man, I don’t like this.”
He didn’t either. Entering the house, he was pissed with himself for not having a weapon for this moment. There was no sign of Jessica. Entering the sitting room he glanced down to find her cell phone on the floor. He picked it up, scrolling through the last messages and calls.
“What is it?”
“Lydia, she called her last.”
“Dial Lydia back,” Dick said.
“I’m doing it.”
The cell phone rang and rang.
“Hello,” Lydia said, whispering.
“Lydia? Where’s Jessica?” Snake stared at Dick while he waited for Lydia to answer.
“You need to help us.”
He frowned. “Why are you whispering?”
“They tossed me into the bedroom with this cell phone. They didn’t think I was going to use it. I was going to call you.”
“Okay, I’m really confused right now. What’s going on?”
“He has us, Snake. Master, he’s got us locked in his home.”
The name Master had him looking directly at Dick. “Tell me where you are.”
She started to give directions to a secluded home out of town. He’d heard rumors that some billionaire owned the place and it was surrounded by metal security gates.
“What the fuck are you doing, you little cunt?”
Snake heard a man on the line. Lydia screamed, crying out, and the line went dead.
“We need to get back to the clubhouse.”
The sound of a car screeching outside brought them both up short. He walked to the door to see who was making a dramatic entrance. Lydia had put his woman in danger. Fear gripped him. He didn’t know what he was going to do if anything happened to his woman.
He recognized Sean as he rounded the car. “What the fuck was Lydia talking about?”
“Lydia?”
“She called me twenty minutes ago telling me she couldn’t talk, but Jessica’s in danger and it was all her fault. She hung up, and I tried calling her back. She wouldn’t answer.”
Someone must have been in the room when he tried to call back. Lydia was following orders, and answering the phone wasn’t one of them. Fuck, Lydia was going to get them both killed.