Page 50 of Pushed Through The Dark
Yanking the record off the player, he flipped it between his fingers as his smile thickened. "I bet you've said that a lot in your line of work." He chuckled to himself, but I wasn't laughing.
"Fuck you," I snapped. "I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for any of this."
"Ooh, a little attitude on you." Licking his lips, he bit down hard. "I like it."
Veering my stare, my arms were by my sides, hands clenched into tight fists. I didn't like this at all. Knox made me uncomfortable.
He walked close to the shelf, running his finger across the line of records. Pulling one out, he looked down at the cover and smiled to himself. "My fucking brother loves this garbage. I never understood why. It's shit if you ask me."
"No one asked you." My voice was cold and harsh. "And your brother has good taste, something you'd never understand."
Darting his eyes up to mine, his pupils turned to pinpricks. "Watch it, girl." Snapping the record in half, he dropped it to the floor. Taking out another one, he angled his head on his shoulder and snapped that one too.
Thinning my lips, I took a long step back, putting more space between us. "Did you just come here to break your brother's stuff?"
"Why? Is that so bad?" Sliding the pad of his finger down the row, he reached the end. His lips peeled back as he pushed his hand in and swept his arm hard, knocking the entire row to the floor.
As his eyes met mine, I watched as his pupils dilated and turned ink black. It terrified me. An icy shiver ran up and down my spine. He looked so cruel as if he had come to torture me.
"Where's your brother?" I asked, moving behind the chair as he took a step in my direction.
"He's busy entertaining. So, I thought I'd come get some of my own entertainment. I mean, you are a whore. Right? You're only purpose is to please."
"I'm not a whore." I could feel the hate bubble heavy in my veins as my lungs contracted and the air thinned. "I never was."
"That's not what I was told." His lids hooded, and he peered at me with angry lust in his gaze.
Looking around quickly, I searched for something, anything, I could use to protect myself if I had to. There was nothing.
Knox walked smoothly through the room. No fear. No alarm or worry. "I'm here for a taste of the good stuff. That's what Virgo's girls are. Right? The best of the best?"
"I don't know. That asshole said a lot of things. It doesn't mean they were true."
Shrugging a shoulder, he let his head fall into his chest. "The only way for me to know is if I take you myself. Koa won't mind. We're brothers, brothers share."
Shaking my head, I took another step back. "No." My voice was firm, strong, and lacked any sign of fear.
I was going to stand tall. I was done being that girl. He wasn't going to lay a hand on me. I wouldn't stand for it.
"What did you just say?" he asked through grit teeth.
"I said no." Tipping my chin higher, I tried to show him I wasn't afraid of him.
Knox made a long, quick jump forward. His hand was around my throat before I could even react. With rigid fingers, he squeezed hard, cutting the air off almost instantly.
I could barely suck in a breath. Gasping, I clawed at his hand as my eyes began to water and swell.
"Who the fuck do you think you are? Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" He pushed me backward, lifting me briefly off my feet to slam me against the wall.
"Pl—ple—" I tried to plead with him to let me go, but he wasn't listening.
Growling, his hand clasped tighter. "Shut the fuck up. I didn't come here to listen to you talk. You can beg me all you want, but it means shit to me. I want one thing and one thing only. And guess what?" he asked, lowering his face to my ear as he whispered. "You're going to give it to me. Because that's what you do, you're a fucking whore. And whores do what they're told."
Gasping for air, I dug my fingers into his hand, trying to pry them free. He eased up slightly, giving me a chance to inhale through a thin opening in my throat.
Gathering enough of a breath, I flared my nostrils as I seethed with such hatred. "Fuck you."
Knox smiled and ran his tongue across his teeth. "That's exactly right, whore."
