Page 22 of Scarred Sacrifice (Savage Sisters MC #1)
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
NYX
“What are you doing? You were supposed to see it through to tonight,” Penny hisses at me at the back of the kitchen as the chefs and other staff run around, getting the evening meals prepared.
I lean against the wall by the open door smoking my cigarette. I sigh, enjoying as the smoke fills my lungs. “Fuck, I missed this.”
“Nyx, are you even fucking listening? The plan has gone to shit. Everything has gone to fucking shit,” she hisses, looking around to make sure no one is listening.
“Will you calm the fuck down? Nothing has gone to shit. We will get what we need. I will think of something,” I assure her.
“Pfft, all because you couldn’t control your dick,” she scoffs.
“Don’t,” I growl in warning.
She exhales a long frustrated breath, crossing her arms over her chest. “Years we have been waiting for this. Fucking years. We need to do this for them,” she adds.
I give the back of her neck a gentle squeeze. “We will. Tonight,” I promise her.
Penny had to leave me to attend the ball with Valentina.
I walk to the edge of the service door and peer through, seeing her.
Fuck, she looks breathtaking. I watch as she sits with Edna, laughing as she sips her whiskey on ice.
I smirk. Only a woman with her size balls would dare to drink something like that, while all the others drink champagne.
I catch how the men look at her, eying her appreciatively.
My fists clench tightly at my side, wanting to end every single son of a bitch that sits here tonight.
If only she knew who Henry was, and what he does. What all of these do...
Fuck, the games from this weekend only hint at the kind of shit they do.
Something catches her eye, and she says something to Edna before getting to her feet.
She walks towards a table where Henry was sat, and using the tulle on her dress, she picks it up, keeping it hidden from view.
I squint, watching her as she moves through the party towards one of the side doors.
I move quickly through the side corridors only staff know about, to where she is.
I peer through one of the doors and watch as she places the glass down.
She pulls something out of her back and places it over the glass.
“Shit,” I whisper. She’s lifting his prints.
“I wondered where I would find you,” Henry’s voice booms from behind me. I spin around quickly, making sure the door is closed.
“Sir.” I nod. “I figured I would be of no use tonight,” I state.
“That’s obvious,” he huffs. “You seemed quite enthralled with Miss Fox.”
I place my hands in my pockets and shrug. “I’m not blind, sir.”
He smirks. “Yes, she is rather beautiful. I will take her tonight,” he states, like she’s something to own.
“I hadn’t realised you were both there yet, sir,” I state, feeling my blood beginning to boil, knowing exactly what he is going to say next.
“Come on, Nyx. You know I take what I want, when I want. She will be grateful afterwards. They always are. Sometimes, they just need a little coaxing, is all. Just like breaking in a wild mare. They always buck and kick, trying to fight you off, but a firm hand soon keeps them in line.” He grins.
“Anyway, I wanted to say good work, and you can have the night off.” He smiles, patting my shoulder before walking away.
“Oh, and one more thing, a nice little bonus for you, too. Good work.”
I wait for Henry to disappear before turning back around to peer through the gap in the door to watch her, but when I do, she’s gone.
“Fuck.”