Jayden (Aces MC Series Book 4.5) (6 page)

"Morning ladies!" I
heard Jackal's voice as I walked into the room.
"Oh dear, look what the cat dragged in!" He stated laughing at his own
joke. I didn't move any further, my head was spinning so I leaned against the
cold brickwork to steady myself. "I know it's early ladies but we have a
private function today so we're going on a road trip." He smiled and
lifted his hands in the air, I think almost expecting a round of applause. His
expression changed quickly to a frown, "Aren't you excited girls?"
There was an uncomfortable silence and a tumbleweed moment. I pushed off the
wall and walked further into the room with a don't give a shit attitude. After
what had happened to me last night I was beyond caring what they could do to
hurt me.
"Do you really expect them to be pleased about going on a road trip with
you?" I saw the women's heads spin around in my direction and the
expression on Jackal's face change, he looked almost intrigued by my outburst.
"Oooh the pussycat has claws." He mimicked a clawing cat and stepped
closer with a glint in his eye. "Don't stop there babe, why don't you get
everything off that pretty chest of yours."
This was my moment to give him a piece of my mind and I wasn't going to hold
back. "You kidnap young women, taking them from loving families, treat
them like shit and pimp our arses out to feed your fucking habit, and all the
time you want us to act like we're fucking grateful! Well I ain't fucking
grateful for you ripping me away from my loved ones, for making me shag
disgusting men and making me feel that death would be a better option than
spending any more time with you!" By the time I'd finished ranting I had
walked over to Jackal and was poking him in the chest with every word that I
was saying. A few of the girls had now stood and were watching the altercation
with curiosity, wondering what his next move may be.
"The difference is babe I don't give a fuck about you, you, you or
you." He stated pointing at several of the girls. "It's business,"
he shrugged. "You have a service to offer, I can find someone willing to
buy it, it makes great business sense. If you don't like it though babe you
know where the door is but remember by the time you either get home or inform
the police of the situation, your little sister would be having her arse raped
by the ugliest, sweatiest man that I can find, and if she can still walk after
that I may even have a go on her myself. I've seen her babe, she's quite a
looker". I surged forward and spat in his face.
To my surprise, Jackal calmly wiped the saliva from his cheek, "Anyone else
want to get something off their chest?" Jackal glanced around the room,
"Didn't think so. Well ladies, you have one hour to get ready, make sure
you wear something nice." He turned and walked towards the door before
spinning around to face me, "But not you precious, you're moving on."
He slammed the door behind him making me shudder.

"Moving on? What does he mean
by that?" Lisa asked coming to my side to hug me.
I stroked her head in a warming gesture while I contemplated his words, "I
don't know babe but it probably means I won't be here by the time you get
back." I looked around at the rest of the women who were starting to rise
and move around the room to get ready, "Who else has been moved on in the
time you've been here?" I asked addressing the question at some of the
older women. I'd been here for two years and had never known of anyone leaving
apart from the girls who tried to escape.
The women shook their heads and shrugged indicating that they hadn't seen it
happen before either, well there was always a first for everything and it
looked like I was the guinea pig!

The women continued to busy
themselves and took it in turns to use the two showers available to us. I packed
a small bag and put some loose fitting clothes on as I was still hurting. I
didn't get washed or even brush my hair because if I was going to meet my
demise then there wasn't much point in wasting valuable time. Instead, I sat
with Lisa and Becky trying to make everything seem as normal as possible.

Before long the door flung open
and in walked Pyet, he searched the room looking for someone until his eyes met
mine. With a nod of the head he indicated that he'd come for me, I let out a
heavy sigh and turned to Becky first and then Lisa giving them a light kiss on
their cheeks before I stood taking my bag with me. I wasn't friendly with the
other women in the group, and they'd made it clear that they didn't have my
back after last night's events. I wasn't going to make any heartfelt speeches,
they just needed to be careful because one day they just may be like me, and
they'd find out first hand what it was like to have no one in their hour of
need.

I walked towards him with a blank
expression, I didn't want him to see the fear mounting inside me, I wouldn't
give him the satisfaction. I held my shoulders back and walked passed him out
into the corridor waiting for his instructions. He stepped back and locked the
door, returning the key to his pocket.
"Where you taking me?" I asked knowing full well he wouldn't share
too much information.
"I'm taking you to your new home Sam, you'll be happier there." I
drew my brows looking at him confused. "You're just going to have to trust
me on this one, it's not ideal but it's better than that!" he said
pointing to the door we'd just come from.
He started to walk down the corridor, "Oh, do you want me to wear a
blindfold?" I asked franticly, I didn't want to see something I shouldn't
and then be punished for it later.
"No, you're good. It doesn't really matter anymore." Pyet opened the
main door to the building and I followed closely behind him taking everything
in. If I did come out of this alive, at least I had some recollection of this
place. Pyet marched towards the car across the uneven gravel, my head was still
spinning so I couldn't keep up with him. He opened the car door and waited for
me to catch up, aiding me by supporting my arm as I got into the car, he shut
the door firmly before jogging around to the driver's side.
What the fucking hell was going on, first no blindfold and now chivalrous
gestures, I was way beyond confused.

I sat in silence as Pyet drove
down a narrow country road, the journey itself couldn't have been longer than
ten minutes and we pulled up outside a huge house. The building itself was a
modern build, possibly four or five bedrooms, it was double fronted and had a
double garage detached from the building. The grounds were immaculate whoever
lived here looked after the garden well, but if you could afford a house this
size, I would assume you'd have a gardener.

That's when the dread set in and
my heart sunk, they'd fucking sold me on. I would become a sex slave or passed
around at parties, I could feel the bile rise in my chest and my breathing
became laboured. "Open the window," I ordered.
Pyet looked at me concerned by what he was seeing and opened the window so I
could get some fresh air. I stuck my head out of the window and breathed in and
out slowly taking in the cold air.
"What's the matter, I thought you'd be pleased?" Pyet looked confused
clearly not understanding my reaction of not wanting to live here.
I leaned back in the chair now that my breathing was slowly becoming
controlled, "Who lives here?"
Again, he looked at me confused, "It's a simple question Pyet, who lives
here?"
"Spyder lives here babe. Where did you think I'd taken you? To some random
house to sell you to the highest bidder?" I raised my brows as he
chuckled, "Ah you did think that." Pyet rubbed his forehead before
returning his hand to the steering wheel, "All this," he stated
wiggling his finger in front of my face pointing to the bruises, "Is
Spyder getting upset because he's jealous." I scoffed and folded my arms
across my chest. "I don't care if you believe me or not Sam to be honest
but he feels bad about what he did last night. He knows you've been loyal and
have done everything asked of you over the past couple of years, and this is
his way of thanking you. He wants you to be in charge of the newbie's and keep
control of the women."
His words confused me, why would Spyder want to do that and if he lived here,
what would he want in return? I groaned at my new predicament and didn't know
if I were better off at the other house with the rest of the women rather than
being here.

"Come on, let me show you the
house." I exited the car with my bag and followed Pyet up the garden path
to the front door. He removed a bunch of keys from his pocket and used a long
brass key to open the door. As it was opened a huge German Shepherd came
hurtling towards us. Pyet bent down and rubbed the fur on its cheeks and around
its neck, which it enjoyed. "Hello Wellard, have you been a good
boy?"
"Yeah he's been good." I glanced down the hallway and saw a bloke not
much older than myself walk towards us. "And who's this?" he asked
looking me up and down, finally stopping when he noticed the bruising on my
face. "Someone's been keeping you in line I see."
I narrowed my eyes, and knew immediately who this was. "Like father like
son!" I whispered quietly.
Pyet stood close and whispered, "Behave yourself." He turned his
attention to the young bloke and extended his arm, "Hi Richmond, this is
going to be your new houseguest. I'm assuming your dad's told you about the
arrangement."
He nodded his head slowly still looking at me intently, "Yeah he did, I
just didn't expect the package to look like that."
I rolled my eyes but kept my mouth shut this time, there was no point trying to
argue with this boy and explain that it was his father that damaged my face as
by our brief conversation I could see that he was as arrogant as his father was.
"Do you want me to show Sam her room?" Pyet asked Richmond.
"Nah, I'll show her." My heart lurched in my chest as I didn't want to
be left alone with a stranger, I was just hoping that my appearance would put
him off from trying anything on with me.
"See you soon Sam," Pyet stated softly before giving me a quick kiss
on the cheek. I felt sick at his closeness but would've preferred for him to
stay.

"So my dad said that you'd be
joining us from his whore house. Apparently you're a good shag and you've shown
loyalty which I respect." He jogged up the stairs, "Follow me."
He blurted out expecting me to chase after him.
I pulled the strap to my rucksack so that it balanced on my shoulder and slowly
walked up the stairs holding onto the banisters as I was feeling light headed.
Richmond stood further down the landing by an unopened door, "This will be
your room until my dad states otherwise. Unpack your stuff, take a shower and
then come and find me as I have some information that you'll want to
hear." Richmond turned the brass handle and pushed on the door, the light
shone through the room and a stream landed in the hallway.
I slowly made my way towards the room, the whole thing felt surreal. Less than
twelve hours ago Spyder was beating the fuck out of me, and now he was putting
me up in his house. I couldn't understand the change of heart, if he did like
me the way Pyet said, why did he feel the need to assault me?

Walking into the room, I noticed
how clean and tidy it was. The furniture, including the bed frame were white
and the only other colour used was a subtle hint of lilac. Fresh flowers were
displayed on the window cill and on the desk, and there were an array of picture
frames around the room that were empty. I turned towards Richmond, "Are
you sure this is my room?"
He rolled his eyes, "Yes I'm sure. Like I said unpack, take a shower and
come find me." He closed the door and I heard it lock but I didn't care, I
was too busy observing the bed and thinking about the good night's sleep I'd have
in that. I further investigate the room and opened the wardrobe doors to see an
array of women's clothing all in my size, there was also underwear and
nightwear in the drawers in my size also. I walked towards a door in the far
corner of the room and opened it wide expecting to see another cupboard but it
was the entrance to an en suite. I jogged over to the bath and eagerly placed
the plug in the hole before turning the taps on. After my ordeal I needed a
long hot soak in the bath to sooth some of the pain and was planning to do this
before I did anything else.

I had spent thirty minutes in the
bath relaxing and tending to my wounds, I had mainly bruising but I also had a
nasty cut on my stomach. I'd found a first aid kit in the bathroom and had
cleaned and dressed the wound as best I could with my limited supplies, it
didn't need stitches but it was nasty all the same.

Rather than getting into the
clothes that I'd brought with me, I decided to take a proper look through the
wardrobe and selected a simple outfit of black trousers and smart top making
sure that it covered the bruises I had on my arms and upper body.
I was now ready to go in search of Richmond but I knew that he'd locked the
door, I tried the handle to test it and was surprised when it opened. Maybe I
was being tested, Richmond had mentioned that Spyder informed him of my loyalty
and maybe this was just a game to see how loyal I actually was. The thing was
though, it wasn't loyalty I was just so shit scared to step out of line through
fear of what may happen to my sister or me.

I pulled the door open wide and
poked my head out onto the landing, I could hear a television on in the
distance and decided to go and see if he was there. I hoped that Spyder still
wasn't home. I knew he was responsible for moving me here but he'd hurt me last
night more than anyone had ever hurt me before. I had pure hatred for him, and
I needed time for it to subside before I spoke to him otherwise I wouldn't be
civil. We'd then end up getting into another fight and I hadn't recovered from
the one last night yet. One thing I knew for sure, was that he wasn't going to
get away with it, he'd humiliated me on so many levels now that he needed to
pay for all the hurt he'd caused. I didn't know how or when but he would suffer
and preferably by my own hands.