Chapter 62 Now.

Chapter 62: 62 Now.

I was already speeding down the highway on my way home when Psyren’s text came in.

I didn’t check it off course, I had a Mythic in my trunk that had started to scream again and being pulled out for speeding, texting while driving and kidnap were three charges too many.

That was until the texts kept coming in, buzz after buzz she blew up my phone until I finally flipped the phone over.

It was the same message over twenty times. All caps: GET OVER HERE NOW, BOSS!!!

FUCK!

I instantly swerved, changing directions back to Psyren’s place, cars honked and weaved out of the way for me, some getting into accidents but nothing fatal.

I got there and immediately stepped out of the car as I pushed myself off the floor, hovering closer to the side of her apartment complex.

Having a feel of the place but nothing seemed out of place—bit that rarely equated to nothing at all.

I landed near her fire escape and peered through the window into her living room—fairly big place as Death Rumble paid well.

Plus, there was also the fact she could command free rent and groceries whenever and wherever she wanted. It sounded amazing till you realised it came with a side of chronic loneliness and mental instability.

Most psychics had their shit more rooted than the grand tree, which was why they were only a handful of a hero psychics, when you could mind control your opponent it wasn’t exactly entertaining. It was more bullying.

Seeing and sensing no one, I glided the door open and carefully set myself down.

Before I could move to search the place Psyren burst out of her room lugging a giant suitcase and another behind her.

"Yeah, boss." She said, not even surprised I helped myself in. "Glad you made it, could you help me with the bag?"

I scrunched up my brows and looked at her for a long second.

She was wearing leather jacket, jeans, and copious amounts of unnecessary belts and chains. Biggest thing I always noticed about her was the pair of massive headphones she wore.

They apparently suppressed her powers to a more manageable degree, and given what I’d seen so far, that was a damn good thing.

"Why the fuck did you text me over twenty times?!" I tired to suppress my anger but it out like that anyway.

She smiled mischievously. "We’re you worried about me, boss?" She then walked over and placed her hands over my chest. "You know I just wanted your attention, if you want I could make it all better."

And without further ado her tiny hands were rubbing against my bulge and easing my anger.

She leaned in closer to my ear. "So you wanna fuck me here one last time?"

One last time?

I regained my composure a little, each to step back and ask. "What do you mean one last time, where are you going?"

"I’m moving in with you, bossman!" She squealed and jumped on me, hands wrapped around my neck. "Now we’ll never be apart!"

"Psyren, we talked about this." I said trying to pry her away. "I—"

She let go and interrupted me. "You said I could because the place was a mess and you couldn’t have me unknowing mind-controlling the others without knowing—"

I opened my mouth to stop her but she used her thumb to shush me.

"Well with these special headphones from Rhea I won’t be able to control them, the house is now completely fixed up and it’ll be easier for me to get a hand of the ropes if I’m living with the best himself."

I slowly took her thumb away from my lips and sent it down. "Look—"

Sensing me saying no again, she stopped me. "Come on, bossman." She poured her lips and squished her chest between her arms, swaying from side to side. "I swear I’ll be good. Unless you want me bad."

I groaned as I felt my brain stop thinking and my boner take over. "Fine. Get your stuff let’s go."

"Yiiiiiii" she squealed, wrapping her hands around my neck again and planting several kisses on my cheek. "You won’t regret this boss."

"How come I already do."

We finally got back downstairs and I turned back at her house and stared between Psyren and the building.

A three bedroom with a lobby, an elevator and enough space for a family of five in Metropolis—that’s the same as a penthouse in New York, and she was leaving it all to come live at the outskirts of town in an abandoned resort with three other people.

Maybe she truly was insane.

Just as I was staring Psyren already made it to the car and popped open the truck.

"Wait! No!" I tried to stop her but from the way her eyes widened I think it was already done.

Why the hell do I keep forgetting about Divina?

"Damn, boss! Who’s the tied up broad?" Psyren asked, eyes still in the trunk. "You getting into kidnapping now? Or is this just some kinky shit?"

"What?" I asked walking over quickly, suddenly aware of exactly how suspicious this must look. "No! No, that’s not—look, there’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for this."

"Sure there is, boss," Psyren replied with a wink. "Don’t worry, I’m a ride-or-die kind of girl. So, what’re you thinking?" She reached out and tapped Divina on the forehead. "Want me to scramble her brain? I could turn her into a nice little brainwashed slave for you. Wouldn’t even be difficult."

Divina’s eyes widened in sheer horror, and I sighed. "No. She attacked me without warning, and I dealt with her."

"She did?" Psyren growled, hearts glowing neon pink in her eyes. "Ohhh, naughty bitch. Don’t worry, boss. I’ve got plenty of ideas that’ll make sure she remembers not to do that again."

As flattering as the sentiment was, she wasn’t exactly making my explanation any easier.

I placed a hand on Psyren’s shoulder and gently guided her away from the car. "Psyren, no. I’ve already handled it. I just need to keep an eye on her until I can hand her over to someone who’ll take care of the rest. Is this all your luggage?" I asked, deliberately steering the conversation elsewhere.

Psyren leaned back, much to Divina’s visible relief. "Mmm, sure is!" the psychic replied brightly. "Mostly clothes and some other stuff. That’s really everything I need. Especially my naughtier underwear," she added with another suggestive wink. "Can’t wait to show you a few of those."

Despite everything else I’d had to deal with that day, I couldn’t stop myself from snorting. "Really? Well, I have to admit, I’m looking forward to it."

"I could show you some right now, boss," Psyren said, sliding closer until she was pressed against me. "I don’t have to be out of my place until tonight, and I could show you some really fun things..."

It was tempting. Fuck, was it tempting. The desire was practically glowing in the pink hearts floating within her eyes.

Under different circumstances, I probably would’ve grabbed her, carried her upstairs, and given her exactly the sort of attention she was asking for.

But there was no way I was leaving my car parked beside the street with a bound heroine sitting in the back.

That was the sort of situation guaranteed to attract unwanted attention, even if Divina somehow failed to escape. Eventually, somebody was going to notice her.

"Later," I told Psyren, giving her ass an assuring pat. "For now, we should get back to my place."

"Ooooh! You’re going to fuck me in your evil lair?" Psyren giggled, fluttering her lashes at me. "Boss, you really know how to sweep a girl off her feet."

She leaned up and gave me another kiss, this one much shorter, before twirling away and heading around the hood toward the passenger side.

I watched her go while trying to get my pulse under control, then heaved the luggage into the trunk beside Divina, crushing her against the window.

It was probably going to make for an uncomfortable trip, but fuck it.

She was lucky I hadn’t dumped her in the bay like I’d done with some of the other street-level idiots who’d decided to come after me over the years.

I closed the rear door, climbed behind the wheel, and pulled onto the highway, heading toward the outskirts of Metropolis.