Chapter 1:24 Math - Rourke

Chapter 1:24 Math - Rourke

Pops is still fuming, I, on the other hand, turn my head back rather than leave with him.

I’ve been going for what feels like days. First Tio, then Vince, now Georgie. What’s next?

Even so, I’m not going to sleep.

Not until we have everything.

Obviously, a course I want to fast track. Something Luke is more than aware of putting his hand on my shoulder. “Give him time,” the half grin that comes across the bankers' angled features is more terrifying than the rest.

I swear Luke’s raven silk hair, pale features and onyx eyes are the shit nightmares are made of. Those hauntingly beautiful dreams that shift seamlessly into horror. That could just be the set-up, and not even I have the stomach to watch when Luke goes back to him.

Cringing as Luke changes Rico’s position from facing us, to viewing the cart of the most demented dildos I've ever seen before ripping the back seam of his prisoner’s pants.