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Tryst Six Venom by Penelope Douglas

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So he decided to surprise me a day early.

Well, he’s only partially correct. There wasn’t going to be any fight, and

my brothers were never going to make an appearance. They did a lot more

than Callum thinks they did that night when they burned the painting.

But this changes things. He stole me off the street. Out of a car. Macon

won’t let this go. He can hold his temper for a lot, but not this. And while

Callum will get exactly what’s coming to him, the police won’t get lazy when

a founding son goes missing. My family won’t get away with anything for

long.

Please Clay, don’t call them. Please.

This isn’t how it was supposed to go. Shit.

I twist, screaming and thrashing as I try to reach for the door with my

hands to throw myself out of the car if I get a chance to, but Delaney presses

the gas, speeding up, and Callum digs his nails into my neck. “Stop,” he grits

out. “Or we’ll go back and get Clay for this too.”

“What do you think you’re doing?” I ask. “She saw you. She saw your

faces.” I look around at Milo, Delaney, and the other guy in the passenger

seat I don’t recognize. “She’s calling the police by now.”

“You think so?” he taunts. “What will the police do to me?”

I close my mouth, staring at him.

“I think she called your brothers instead, don’t you think?”

My heart sinks a little. Her instinct would’ve been to get me back and to

make Callum Ames pay. She wouldn’t have trusted the police, given who his

father is.

And he knows that. He knows exactly what’s coming.

“That’s what you want,” I say quietly. “You’re drawing them in. You

want his attention.”

He falls silent, but his eyes never leave mine. I always knew this wasn’t

about me. I just underestimated how far he would go.

“Unless you told them about the night we planned, then no one will know

where to find you, so no…,” he says. “I don’t expect your brothers to actually

show up. It’s just us. I’m sure they’ll find me in the days to come, though.

After we’re done.”

Oh, God. I swallow down the vomit.

Would Clay know where they’re taking me? She said she wasn’t aware of

any clubhouses.

No one is coming for me. My phone is somewhere in the limo, so no one

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