Teased (The VIP Room, #1) (20 page)

Colton saw Briggs’s hand wander over Vida’s
ass several times while she kept moving out of his reach, shaking
her head no. Briggs picked up his drink, downing it in one
swallow.

Vida moved towards the room where she would
give the lap dance with Briggs, who followed after her like he was
on a leash. Colton wanted to beat the man until he had several
broken bones; instead, he had to watch.

Colton moved to where he could watch her
performance continue through the glass. He was only going to give
Vida enough time to get what information she needed then he was
going to shut her act down. After that, he knew exactly how she was
going to spend the rest of her night.

***

Vida closed the door to the private room,
feeling Colton’s eyes on her back, certain he was even now moving
towards the window to watch her from the window. Briggs sat down in
the chair. He was definitely drunk, and probably was a little high
from the glazed look in his eyes. Both conditions she hoped would
help her get the information she needed without her having to spend
much time in his vicinity.

“
Come here, Trouble,” Briggs crooned
to her.

Vida turned away in disgust, hitting the
button by the door that would fill the room with music. Putting the
best sway into her hips she could manage, she neared his chair and
leaned over him, giving him an eyeful of her cleavage.

“
Come closer.”

Vida knew he wanted her on top of him.

“
I’m mad at you, Briggs. I thought we
had something special going on, and you didn’t even try to help me
with Digger. You were going to let him have me when you knew how
bad I wanted you,” she said in a fake, stupid voice that she had
heard the other women use hundreds of times.

“
You seemed close to Colton. I didn’t
seem too important to you, Vida.”

“
I was mad at you. I didn’t want
Digger. You were going to take me to his bedroom.”

“
I wasn’t going to leave you alone
with him. Digger doesn’t mind sharing,” he confirmed that he would
have raped her that night.

“
He doesn’t?” she asked, trying to
stay on track.

“
No, I would have made sure he treated
you good. You would have had a time you would have never
forgotten.” Vida just bet she wouldn’t have forgotten; being raped
by two men at the same time tended to have that effect. He sickened
her by believing she would have enjoyed the experience.

Vida moved closer, straddling his lap
without giving him her weight. Wiggling and twisting above his lap,
she forced herself to rub her breasts against his chest,
heightening his desire.

“
I don’t understand why he took me in
the first place,” Vida probed.

“
He hate’s King.”

Vida almost stopped her lap dance.

“
What do I have to do with
King?”

“
Both you and Sawyer are under King’s
protection. Everyone knows that the only one King ever extended
that protection to was his sister, and he dismembered the man that
was responsible for her death. Every shithead in town was afraid to
mess with you and Sawyer. Digger wasn’t, he hates King, wanted to
make King get mad enough to make a mistake and take him
out.”

Vida let a tiny amount of her weight drop
down on his crotch. “Sawyer’s disappearance and mine both show that
we didn’t mean anything to him. He ignored the situation until I
asked for his help, and he hasn’t gone crazy trying to go after
Digger.”

Briggs grabbed her hips, trying to force
more of her weight down on him. Vida could see he was practically
grinding his teeth in his desire for more of her.

“
Digger was surprised. When he took
Sawyer, he messed her up trying to find out her connection to King,
but she didn’t know anything. The only thing she came up with was
she remembered an incident when you were kids and King had been
going to see someone in the building you lived in. He had stopped
to talk to you girls, but she didn’t remember what it was about.
I’m not surprised Digger had her so high she could barely remember
her name.”

If Vida had a gun, she would shoot him and
not mind spending the rest of her life in prison. She was sure
Colton and Sawyer would visit her. Vida didn’t remember King ever
talking to them when they were little, however Sawyer was older
than her and would have a better memory.

Vida knew a way to get even and spend no
time in prison herself. Determined, she let more of her weight fall
against his crotch, grinding herself against him, trying not to
shudder in disgust.

“
I don’t know why Digger cares about
King. He is obviously the smarter one. I was looking forward to
partying with him,” Vida lied, rising up from Briggs’s lap as he
tried to arch his hips against her.

“
He is; no one can touch him. He has
women all over the place, even movie stars and musicians call for
him to provide him with entertainment,” Briggs bragged
drunkenly.

“
Movie stars? Musicians? Do you mean
Rock stars?” Vida asked in an awestruck voice.

“
We charge a fucking fortune to
provide them with a fuck that won’t go running to the tabloids to
sell their story.”

“
How can you stop them from talking?”
Vida questioned.

“
Digger sells them with the others
when the star is done with her. The men don’t care; they just want
their own personal little sex slave. They disappear, never to be
heard from again. Their buyers make sure of that.” Vida shivered at
Briggs’s smug face.

The idiot was bragging, not caring that he
was telling her that Digger had the same fate in store for her if
Colton hadn’t rescued her. They were freaking psycho’s. Suddenly,
Vida remembered something from her introductory psychology course
she had to take in college. Psychopaths couldn’t understand or care
that their victims suffered pain, but pain to them was
excruciating.

“
But how can he keep all these women
and no one knows? I imagine it has to be pretty isolated where no
one can see or hear anything.” Vida tried to gather more
information, not sure how much longer she could tolerate being this
close to the monster.

Briggs almost came to his senses, his
ingrained fear of Digger fighting the haze that alcohol and drugs
had enveloped his senses in. Vida, seeing reason momentarily return
to his beady little eyes, began rubbing herself faster against him.
Leaning forward, her fingertips traced the sensitive veins in his
neck that were standing out.

When he didn’t answer, Vida’s hips rose an
inch from his and she pulled her breasts away, removing her hands
from underneath his shirt.

“
Don’t stop,” Briggs begged. “He has
several locations. It’s like a fucking bus station; he moves them
from one location to the next. They all are isolated houses, except
for the one here in town.”

He continued, his hands going to her ass,
“It’s right under the police’s fucking nose. The recording studio
in town that advertises all over the country as having the best
rates and sound techs available. The whole building is soundproof.
Digger gets fresh stock in all the time, and he doesn’t even have
to leave the building. The upper floors are legit, but the basement
is used to train the sweet things until Digger moves them out. By
the time we get done with them, they walk right out the front door
and into the waiting car. I told you Digger is a fucking genius,”
Briggs gloated, wanting her to admire the brilliance of Digger’s
plan.

Digger might be a genius, but his hired help
was a moron. Vida, with the information she needed and unable to
stomach one more second near him without throwing up, was relieved
when she heard the door open and Colton come in the room.

“
What the fuck is going on in here?”
he yelled.

Fear flooded Briggs’s face as Colton slammed
the door back against the wall.

“
Colton, I told you I had to work
tonight.” Vida gave a fake squeak of fear as Colton placed his
hands around her waist and lifted her off Briggs.

Viciously, Vida made sure that her thick,
high-heeled stripper shoe snapped up and kicked Briggs in the balls
as hard as she could manage. His scream of pain could be heard,
Vida was sure, downstairs. That thought gave her some
satisfaction.

“
You fucking bitch!” Briggs held
himself, crying like a baby.

“
Watch your mouth,” Colton
growled.

“
What’s going on in here?” Henry’s
amused voice had everyone looking at the huge man.

“
The fucking…” Colton’s furious gaze
had Briggs changing his mind about his choice of words. “Vida
kicked me in the balls.”

“
It was an accident, Henry. Colton
pulled me off of him. I didn’t mean to. I wouldn’t hurt you
deliberately; you’re one of my favorites.” She batted her false
eyelashes at him.

“
I’m sure King will refund your money,
Briggs. We do want our customers completely satisfied. Ashley will
give you a dance on the house also. Does that sound reasonable,
Briggs?”

Mollified, Briggs sat back, rubbing his
abused crotch.

“
Let’s go, Vida and Colton. Vida, King
will have to let you go because of this second complaint from a
customer. We can’t have them hurt because a dancer’s boyfriend
becomes jealous.” Briggs’s head swelled even further at the thought
that Colton could possibly be jealous of him.

As Vida and Colton left the room, she gave a
sigh of relief when she heard the door close behind them. Colton’s
arm came around her shoulders.

“
Did you get what you needed?” Colton
asked.

“
I think so. Colton, they’re really
sick and have to be stopped.” Vida told him with
resolution.

“
I know, baby. That was the only
reason I could let you back on that stage again, much less let that
motherfucker touch you.”

“
You better get out of here,” Henry
said, motioning for Ashley, who slid past them with a bottle of
King’s best whiskey in her hand.

Vida felt sorry for the pretty blond who
would have to let Briggs touch her so that he would forget the
fountain of information he had provided them with.

Interpreting her look, Colton sought to
reassure her. “By the time he’s a fourth of the way through that
bottle, he won’t remember his own name, and she can leave.”

Vida nodded.

Colton and Vida went to the dressing room to
retrieve her bag. She didn’t want to take the time to change,
needing to go home and get further away from the pollution still
upstairs. Understanding, Sherri let her borrow a long raincoat,
which she used in her act sometimes, that covered her completely.
Vida put it on and, giving Sherri a quick hug of thanks, left to
find Colton waiting outside the door.

Colton waved to King as they left, who
returned it with a grim nod as he talked on the phone. Vida could
tell from his expression he was giving the other person on the line
hell. By morning, Vida was sure every bug in his club would
disappear.

“
Should I call Seth?” she questioned
Colton.

“
That’s who King is talking to. I gave
him the number you gave me,” Colton informed her.

A large man rose from a table they were
passing close to the stage. Vida’s stomach plunged when she
recognized the man from the farmers’ market that Colton had fought.
Glancing quickly at the table, she became even more upset when she
recognized the two others among the nine men seated.

“
Well, looks like we found Trouble
after all, boys.” He snickered. “Charlie recognized you when you
were on the stage,” he said, giving her an insolent look. “You
being with her, now that’s just icing on the cake.”

“
Move.” Colton took Vida’s arm, moving
her to his side, further away from the group of men.

“
Make me, asshole. I don’t think
you’ll be able to take us all on. When we’re done with you, we’re
going to show that slut how a real man fucks.” He laughed with the
others following his lead. They started whistling and name calling
Vida.

Vida wanted to get out of the club before a
fight broke out. She looked around the room for Henry before she
realized he must still be upstairs keeping an eye on Briggs.

“
Need any help, Colton?” a cold voice
had her turning sideways to see Ice, Max and several of the other
Predators getting up from their chairs at the front of the stage.
She noticed the one with the scar stood before casually striding
out the front door.

“
I got it covered, Ice. These fuckwads
couldn’t fight their way out of a whore’s pussy.”

“
Dave, you gonna take that shit?” A
loudmouth sitting at the back of the group hadn’t noticed the
arrival of the Predators.

“
No, I don’t think I am.” Dave seemed
bolstered from Colton’s friends’ presence, which just proved how
stupid he was. “I’m going to kick your ass.”

Colton took a step toward Dave and Vida
pulled him back.

“
Colton, remember you’re on parole. If
you get caught, you could get your parole revoked. He’s not worth
it. Let’s go home,” she pleaded. The thought of him getting thrown
back in prison, this time because of her, wasn’t something she
would be able to handle. “Please, Colton, ignore him.”

“
Shut-up, and take your tits and ass
over there.” Dave pointed to the stage where Sherri stood frozen in
place, ignoring her music. “Me and my friends will take care of you
when we finish.”