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That’s not going to happen, sweetheart.”
    She should have kept it cool to maintain the act, but something about his attitude got a rise out of her. “Don’t you sweetheart me, you thug! You can’t take away my only form of communication and expect me to be okay with it. I’m not just going to roll over and play dead for you.”
    “I have my reasons for taking this away.” He kept walking as if she hadn’t said a word to him.
    “You said you didn’t kidnap me, but you’re starting to act like it.”
    He didn’t even break stride as she struggled to walk across the gravel in her black stilettos to catch up with him. She’d only just worn these Christian Louboutin’s once before, and now they were ruined. Just like her dress.
    Crap.
    And what was this man’s deal, anyway? Did he expect to keep her here? What was his end game, and what would happen to her while she stayed at this place? A million scenarios crossed her mind, but it was hard to admit that a brief stint as his sex slave didn’t seem half bad.
    “Look, as long as you’re here, we have to cut your contact with the outside world. Someone out there wanted you, and we don’t want them finding you here. These are my people. I keep them safe. That’s my job… and I guess it’s my new job to keep you in the clear too.”
    “I told you I didn’t need protection.”
    He ignored her comment and continued. “We make some…controversial choices around here, and I don’t want those options getting outside our little circle. We’re not big on people who aren’t in the inner circle.”
    “I never asked to be here.”
    “Yeah. Whatever. As I was saying, you don’t have the privilege of my trust yet, so if you get there, we can talk about your phone.”
    Keeping it cool was not going to be easy with this man. “Well, I don’t trust you either. Who made you my guardian and protector? I never said I needed your help. Now kindly give me my phone, I’ll call a cab, and I’ll be out of your hair in a snap. That way, no one’s controversial choices are in jeopardy.” She slipped in front of him as he strode through the raucous crowd toward what she presumed was the front door to the clubhouse.
    “It’s not that simple.” He snatched her hand again before she could protest, and tugged her into the dim, smoky foyer of his man cave.
    “Seriously—” The door nearly shut on her ass, but the small yip sound she inadvertently made didn’t compare to the response of everyone else in the open concept bar-slash-dancefloor-slash-games-room. Whatever tirade she was about to deliver was cut off by her hesitation, coupled with outright hostility glaring out from more than a dozen strangers’ eyes when they turned to look at her and Silas. “I can agree with you there,” she muttered under her breath. “Simple… not a chance.”

6
    Silas
    S ilas looked over at Sabrina from the corner of his eye, catching her full-blown deer in headlights reaction. Sure, his family—mostly comprised of his closest friends—was a little rough around the edges, but as soon as she got to know them—
    Mother. Fucker.
    What the hell do I mean by ‘get to know them’?
    He was thinking crazy, as if she’d be sticking around indefinitely. It wasn’t even close to possible, let alone accurate. He’d make sure she was safe over the next few hours, no more than a couple of days at most. When the coast was clear, he’d deliver her back to a friend or her condo. No harm, no foul. What he’d done for her was a courtesy. He couldn’t ignore a woman who was nearly poisoned and shuttled off by thugs who were ready to fuck him over. Silas was without a doubt in the badass category, but damn it, he had some principles. All he had to do was put the word out on the street with the crew he trusted. With her full name, someone would have a solid lead during the time it took to finish a few shots.
    She’ll be out of the club’s hair, and I’ll have a lighter conscience.
    It’s