Page 14 of Killian (The Doherty Mafia)
Aldo had proven himself. He had sent me his message loud and clear.
I would never be able to choose a man for myself. It was never going to be my decision to make. In fact, I wasn’t going to be able to choose anything. Least of all, my freedom.
Now I was tied up and locked in the basement of a man’s home, and for the first time, Aldo didn’t have everything in control. Or maybe he didn’t care what happened to me now that I was out of his house. He’d already traded me off. I was sure he made enough profits from the exchange.
But I was still alive.
I wallowed in self pity, wondering what the point was—of my life. I was still here, though. Who knew for how long.
Killian was ruthless and dangerous. If he could get his uncle killed just to get me here, to have me all to himself—then what else was he capable of doing?
I shuddered at the thought.
That and the memory of seeing his muscular legs with his pants down. His cock looked thick and big in his underwear. What would it feel like inside me?
And when he pinned me down to tie these ropes, I nearly opened my legs wide to invite him in.
Why was I turned on by him? What was wrong with me?
The man just wanted to keep me locked up. He wasn’t even interested in fucking me. What was wrong with him?
I hadn’t figured out what he wanted from me.
I was convinced it was about sex. He wanted what his uncle had.
But he hadn’t made any moves so far. Technically, he could do whatever he wanted.
Something held him back.
Held him back from fucking me. And held him back from killing me too.
If only I could find out what it was, then maybe I would have a chance of getting out of here.
Everyone had a story and all I had to do was find out Killian’s.
Nine
Killian
Colin called my cellphone when I got upstairs from leaving Reese tied up in the basement.
I considered not answering the phone, but after everything Aiden told me that morning, I couldn’t afford to raise any more suspicions.
I answered the call while I changed my clothes in the bedroom.
“Where the fuck are you?” my brother raged into the phone.
“At home. Why?”
“Why? Are you fuckin’ serious right now? The whole family is looking for you.”
“Yeah, my phone’s been switched off. I saw Aiden this morning, didn’t he tell you?”
Colin cursed some more under his breath.
“It doesn’t matter what Aiden said, you need to get your ass over here and give us the lowdown.”
“Where’s Connor?” I asked. I could feel my pulse quicken when I asked the question. I almost didn’t want to hear the answer.
“Fuck knows.”
I pressed my eyes close in relief. Connor still missing was a good thing. Even though I didn’t know what happened to him, this was what I wanted to hear.
“The bigger question is where’s the girl?”
“Reese Deville?”
“Yeah, the chick he’s supposed to marry. According to all the reports we’ve gotten so far, she was last seen leaving with you and Connor in his car. After that, there’s been radio silence from the three of you.”
“She must be with him, wherever he is, right?” I said.
I could almost picture my brother’s face twisting up in frustration.
“It would be handy to know where the two of them went, and why you’ve been hiding out at home since then.”
“I’m not hiding. I’m just chilling at my home. Which I should be allowed to do without having to answer to anyone.”
“Chilling?”
Colin sounded suspicious. He was my brother. He knew me well. In fact, all of my brothers would know there was something up the moment they spoke to me. We weren’t exactly good at keeping secrets from each other. Except, I wasn’t prepared to tell any of them what really happened to Reese.
“I’ve had some stuff to do, but I’ll come down and speak to Dad,” I said.
“You fuckin’ better speak to him. Whatever you’ve gotta say, you better spit it out now, Killian.”
“I don’t know what you’re implying.”
“Whatever happened to the girl, you better tell us now. For your sake.”
There was some silence between us and I ended the call.
I needed to think.
I needed some time before the full-on scrutiny started.
Once all my brothers and father crowded in on me, I wouldn’t know how to get away with it without a plan. I needed to get my story in order and I needed to make it believable. No loopholes.
Resisting temptation to go check on Reese again, I left the house and got in my car.
I didn’t have much time and I had to decide what to do about her.
The simplest answer still loomed in front of me—kill her.
For some reason, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it yet.
