RUSH (Montgomery Men Book 1)(7)By: C.A. Harms
“Who is Jase?” she asked.
“The man who has destroyed my life,” I confessed as tears fell down my cheeks. “He’s taken everything from me, including the only man I’ve ever truly loved.”
The bathroom door opened, and I looked up into the eyes of the man I suddenly no longer feared. I didn’t have anything holding me back from leaving him, and now I didn’t care if he finished destroying me, because on the inside I already felt dead.
“What happened?” he asked, playing the role of the caring husband. He rushed forward and leaned down, reaching out to place his hand on my shoulder, and I recoiled from his touch.
“Don’t touch me, you son of a bitch,” I screamed and scrambled backward to gain some distance from him.
Jase’s features morphed from concern to anger immediately. “I think I need a few moments alone with my wife,” he told the woman without taking his eyes off me.
“I’m sorry, sir.” The woman stood and squared her shoulders. “I don’t think this young lady agrees.”
Jase stood too and turned to face the woman. He was challenging her, and I instantly feared he would hurt her. Only she didn’t seemed intimidated by his stance or his presence.
“I said I need to be alone with my wife.”
“And I said this is the ladies’ room, and I’m not leaving. If this young lady decides to talk to you, that’s up to her, not you or I.”
I had never witnessed anyone stand up to Jase without hesitation. It was empowering to watch.
I decided in that moment that she was amazing.
“Now you can either leave this room peacefully, or I can call my son, who just happens to be a very large man and slightly volatile when provoked. You see, he’s spent a little time in prison for beating the hell out of arrogant assholes like you.”
A muscle in Jase’s jaw twitched repeatedly, and I knew he was doing all he could to control his anger. Without saying another word, he turned his head and looked down at the spot on the floor where I remained. “I’ll be waiting outside in the hall for you. I suggest you clean yourself up quickly and not leave me there long.”
“MY NAME IS ADELINE ULLMAN,” the woman said as she helped me from the floor and led me toward the sink as soon as Jase had left. “You can call me Addie.” She tore a paper towel from the dispenser, turned on the sink, and held it beneath the running water. Carefully she patted it between her hands to remove the excess water before she began to press it against my cheeks. I flinched, not from the coolness but the contact itself.
“I assume that man was Jase?” she asked, and I only nodded. “And he is your husband?” Again I nodded, feeling ashamed to admit that.
“I’ve been around a long time, honey,” she stated. “I’ve seen things and heard things in those years that sicken me to my core. But nothing disgusts me more than the sight of a man using his power over a woman.”
My vision blurred with tears, and I tried to blink them away.
“I’m going to ask you something, and I will only ask it once, so please answer truthfully. I will not push or beg someone to allow me to help them.” She looked toward the door to make sure we were still alone. “Do you want to leave with him?”
Jase had spent the last five years molding me into the person he wanted me to be. He held power over my life and everything in it. But I no longer had a reason to remain in the depths of hell. I could be free of him with just one word.
“No,” I whispered.
I looked up at her, and she offered a gentle nod in response. She quickly reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. “Are you calling your son?” I asked hopefully.
Addie gave me a gentle smile. “I don’t have a son, sweet girl,” she whispered. Suddenly I felt disappointed that some tattooed ex-con with bulging muscles and angry eyes wouldn’t be rushing to my rescue. “But I do have a very scandalous nephew who I know has ties to some very sneaky men who owe him some favors. I don’t ask his business, but I do know he’s just the type of person we need right now to get you away from that man.”
“It won’t be easy,” I said.