Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos
189. Rueben - Hidden desires II

The Diseased Cunt always had this look of innocence and she dressed modestly, like a freaking nun and I got hard for her a few times. So what? It doesn't mean shit. "I saw how you and Ansel looked at her each time she came to visit Camila," remind him. I rub my forehead. "This is so messed up."

"The fact that you wanted to get into her pants or that she was Camila's hot friend."

"She was not hot, she was practically a nun,” I huff. “Until she wasn't. And why the fuck are we even having this discussion?"

"Making macaroni and cheese reminds me of... those times. I was the one in charge of snacks while you and Ansel played Call of Duty with the bitch and Camila,” Tyson replies.

I finish the grilled cheese sandwiches and put them on a plate. “You know what I remember? That video of the Diseased Cunt in which she was sucking some guys. Or how she killed my sister. Or how my parents ended their lives." "You think I don't know that?" Tyson asks. "But what do you want me to do?"

"Get her out of your fucking system!" I sneer at him.

"You better apply that advice for yourself."

I narrow my eyes. "What do you mean by that?"

"You are still obsessed with her."

I laugh. “I fucking hate her with all I have and you think I am obsessed with her?”

"Yeah? Then why haven't you killed her already?"

I look at him like he is stupid. "Because you all convinced me to keep her around until we take out her father."

Tyson shakes his head. “Stop lying to yourself. That's not it and you know it.”

I cross my arms across my chest. "Then illuminate me."

Tyson grins. "I know about the panties." I keep my facial expression neutral. “And you spiking her drink." My arms drop to my sides. My mouth turns dry. “And about you kissing her without her consent because she was drugged." How the fuck does he know I kissed her?

"I didn't spik her drink. She was drunk. And I was tipsy and then she sat in my lap and it fucking happened."

"Right. She tripped, fell in your arms, and abracadabra, it happened just like that. You took advantage of her being drunk," Tyson points out. I don't try to deny it because that's what I did. It's her fault for tempting me with her nun dresses. “I should have beat the shit out of you when I found her panties in your drawer. What did you do with them? Jerk yourself off?”

Why was he going through my shit?

I try to come up with some excuse, but in the end, I say, "Yeah. But what does it matter? She ended up being a lying, cheating whore anyway."

"I don't need a reminder. I still have the video."

So do I.

Diva enters the kitchen just as I finish breakfast. Tyson puts the macaroni and cheese in the oven.

"I will go and see if the bitch is better," Tyson says.

"Our guest must be awake, so I'll go see him."

I grab my coat and open the backdoor. Diva follows me.

The wind is blowing harder and for a moment, I think of Alma. I could have let her stay, but even thinking of her angers me. No Lord will put up with her bullshit. She needs a man who will spank that attitude out of her. At least the Diseased Cunt doesn't speak more than she needs to.

My phone rings and I fish it out of my pocket and look at the screen. Reyes. Wasn't he on his honeymoon or some shit like that? I swipe to the right and answer the call. "You're back?" I ask.

Some strange sounds come from the other line before Reyes replies. "And cut short all the fun I have with my sweet wife? Nah, I was just wondering if you and your blood-brothers found Carlos already? I am a bit thirsty for blood." And people think I am the crazy one. That's because they haven't met Reyes.

More strange sounds come from the other line. "Some shit came up but I am working on it."

"Good. If that motherfucker thinks he will get away with what he did to my wife, he is wrong."

I look at the house. Carlos has a history of abusing and killing women. Reyes' woman was lucky she didn't end up like the Diseased Cunt. Shouts come from the other line, and I ask, "Are you in trouble?"

Reyes laughs. "Not me, but my wife is. Alekos, Stefan, she's over there," he tells his blood-brothers. Giggles and more shouts come from Reyes' side of the call before he says, "On your fucking knees and open wide." A woman's voice follows, "Fuck you, Reyes."

In a serious tone, Reyes says, "Run Nena, but when I catch you, I'll fuck your little ass."

"What the fuck is going on?" I hear myself asking.

"My pregnant wife thinks she can outsmart me, so I need to teach her a lesson," Reyes replies. "Sorry about that."

I take out the last cigar from the pack and light it. "You're good." Looking at the shed, I say, "About Carlos, I might have a plan."

"Good. Well, my blood-brothers found our wife. Gotta go."

I take a puff from the cigar. "Knock her up."

"She's already pregnant."

I think he already mentioned it. Well, I have more important things to worry about than keeping track of whether Reyes' wife is pregnant or not.

"Oh, yeah," I say before ending the call. Diva is heading to the barn, and I whistle. “Come here, precious." Diva quickly comes to me and I pat her head. "Let's see how comfortable our guest is."

The lamps inside the terrariums are turned on, and Jason watches the snakes. The shed is warm, as Tyson won't let his pets freeze to death, but I don't want Jason to think he is on vacation here. Maybe I should take him to the guest house and leave him in what's left of the kitchen.

Not taking his eyes off the snakes, Jason says, "You and your blood-brothers made a mistake by taking me as a hostage."

I take a few drags from the cigar. "Yeah? And what's going to happen? Daddy is going to come running to save you."

Jason finally looks at me. "Trust me, you don't want my father here."

I snort. "You don't scare me, Deymar. Neither does your father. But I'm not here to talk about him but about your sister." "What about her?"

"What did she steal?" I want to know.

Jason grins. "You know shit about what's really happening, Carr." Looks like the little shit knows my family name. "What she stole is between her and the rest of our family."

I shrug, not really caring about that. "Let me ask you another question then. Where's Carlos?"

"Like I would tell you that."

I jerk my chin to where Roy's body is. "If you don't want to end up like your buddy, you better start talking.”

Jason thinks for a moment. "How about we make a deal? You give me back my sister and I will try to find out what you want from my father. He and Carlos are friends."

"You think I am stupid? The Diseased Cunt isn't going anywhere. Neither are you. Maybe when I am done with her, I'll let you have what's left of her.”

Jason narrows his eyes. “No permanent damage to her."

"No permanent damage? After you let your friends rape her? After you left her in Carlos' hands for years?”

"Maybe she shouldn't have been so curious in the first place!"

"Curious about what?” I try to press him more for answers, but Jason grins.

"Tick, tock," he says.

My back stiffens before I rush out of the shed and run to the house.

Jasper and Mose are in the kitchen. "There's a bomb somewhere in here. We need to get out."

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