We rush through the entrance, and I fight my way through the guards to the back. Tim and a few others following me. I reach the stairs and slowly descend down them. We search one room at a time, slowly clearing them of guards. The further along that I get, the more worried I am that they aren’t here, and this really was a set-up. Tim and others scan the room after me as I push the door open.I freeze, seeing Bear barely even moving. A guard is stood next to him with a needle in his hand.“Get him free,” I say as I move towards the guard and pull out a dagger. He isn’t trained to fight, that much is clear. I swing while I duck his hit, plunging the dagger into his neck before slicing it across him, the blood squirting over my body as he collapses to the floor. Rushing to Bear, I watch as they release the final restraint. His eyes are on fire. He pushes Tim and the others out of the way. His eyes searching for something.I move to stand in front of him. “Bear, go home, get cleaned up.”
I rush home. I know Emmi will be fine, she has six more guys with her. I step inside and stop. Everyone is looking at me. “You’re alive.” Dante hugs me, but he looks a mess mentally. I glance at Bear, but he is hiding his face. “Yeah, how are you three?” I look between them. “Nothing that won’t heal with time.” His words are quiet as he glances at Bear. “He’s a mess. He feels more embarrassed than anything, though, with Emmi seeing him like this.” I nod and walk further in. “Where’s Emmi?” Gunner asks. He looks a mess as well. “Clearing up. She’ll be fine. I left six guys with her,” I say as I fall onto the sofa. “This is all her fault. She told her fucking mum everything,” Gunner states, and I nod. “Which she will regret,” Bear whispers and I want to ask how he is, but I know right now asking him won’t help. In his mind, he will want drugs, but he is fighting it. Sitting together, we discuss the way forward, but my mind keeps going to Emmi. “She will be fine,” Dante says. “Y
I leave the building and wipe the blood from my hands. “Take her back and lock her in Gunner’s room. We’ll deal with her later.” I finish cleaning myself up and watch as they drag her into the car. Gunner is sat in the passenger seat, looking spaced out.“Take a break when we get back, Gunner.” We’ve been out all night and morning. He slipped so many times, he needs to come back to earth.“I’m fine,” he says quietly as he stares across the road.“You’re not fine. You had a woman pinned to the wall and threatened to cut her throat because she looks like your mum. Take some time, Gunner. Candice will still be there later, I promise.” I look at him, worried. I can’t believe Emmi told her mum everything. We knew, of course, we did, but I never thought her mum would use it against us.“Okay.” His voice is quiet as I drive, and something tells me he won’t take time, which means Candice will be dead in a matter of minutes, and we won’t get what we need.“I get it, Gunner, but maybe now is th
I wake up in bed with Zane wrapped around me, even though I told him to stay away. Right now, Dante hates me. They all do, and Zane cuddling me won’t help. I try to move, but his hands grasp me tighter. Wiggling free, I climb from the bed. I step across the room, grab out some clothes and pick up a book.Opening it, I sit on the floor and look at the pictures of us all. Me, Jamie, my parents. I feel the tears fill my eyes as I look through them. Jamie was so nice. I remember he was always there for me. Until we were about thirteen. Then he wasn’t. Every year it got worse. Then my father died, and things became more toxic.I look at the picture of us together as babies. Then to my parents, thinking about how they would rather have a child who isn’t theirs and hurt their real child. My head falls forward as I cry. I was destined for death. From the moment they knew I was a girl, I was never meant to live. Their plan always had been to ensure they were released from the burden of me. I f
“Thank you, Emmi.” She smiles at me.“Don’t thank me. Thank yourself for everything you did to me. I know I said you could walk, but I lied. I thought maybe it was time I did that myself. Say one thing and mean something different. Make out like I love you and don’t want you hurt while secretly planning to kill you.” I pick up the cloth and lighter, and someone’s hand grasps mine from behind.“You will burn yourself, little kitten, let me.” Gunner smiles at me. “I have an idea that will help.” He takes the cloth and grabs a dagger. He stabs through the fabric before lighting it and handing it back to me.“The daggers need a much higher temperature to do anything, but the blade will be hot enough to burn.” I take it from him and step closer to my mum.“Emmi, I’m your mum! You can’t kill your mum!” She looks at me, panicking, trying to break free of the restraints.“Mum. Funny word that, right? So because you’re my mum, I can’t kill you, but you, as my mother, can kill me, your daughter
“Please, please, Bear.” I try to wrap my legs around him.“You’re so fucking needy, even now after my brothers have fucked you. You want my cock, little lamb, but you haven’t earned it yet.” He moves a finger, pushing it into my sex. My hips push upwards against his hand.“Please.” I watch as his eyes glance down to where his finger is. His eyes watching as his other hand opens my lips to give him a better look as he thrusts a second finger inside.“Are you going to take my cock as eagerly as you’re taking my fingers, dirty little lamb?” I moan and nod. “Are you my dirty girl, little lamb? Mine to fuck as I want?” His thumb rolls over my clit, making me cry slightly.“Yes, Daddy.” I watch as his body tenses, his eyes on mine.“Watch what I’m doing, little lamb, watch how prettily you open up for my fingers and cover them in those sweet juices.” My eyes go to where his hand is, watching as his fingers move. “That’s right, watch your Daddy fuck you like this, prove what a dirty little s
I don’t do this. Gunner does. Okay, I do, but never to a woman, even one as bad as Candice, who wanted to take us down and kill her own daughter in the process.I watch as her body gives in, and Gunner steps back. She died quickly, considering everything she did. Far quicker than most who cross us. I’m not sure if that is because she’s a woman or because we know she’s Emmi’s mum, and while she was ready to torture her and we did, it wasn’t the amount Emmi was set to.“I have someone coming to clean up, get washed and rest, both of you. Zane, check your burns, then sleep. I’ve sent Emmi to bed and told Bear to go as well.” I nod to Dante and walk out. Once in my room, I clean up, watching as the blood runs down the drain with the water. I look at my burns for a moment before deciding to ignore them and go straight to bed.I can’t sleep, or rather, I can, but every time I fall asleep, I’m back there. So I look around me and get up. I walk through to Emmi’s room and climb into bed with h
I walk out ready and watch as they all stand and stare, their eyes roaming my body. “I think I look pretty fucking hot.” I smile at them. I’m wearing a skirt suit, almost like a mafia boss queen. It looks impressive, to be honest.“Hot, sexy, maybe, a distraction, yes. Why that? You always wore dresses.” Zane points to my body.“As much as I don’t mind getting blood on dresses, I thought this look was more appealing and would stop men staring.” I turn and smile. “With the added bonus of…” I move and lean forward, my hand lifting my skirt, slowly showing my legs. Wrapped around each is a brace with daggers attached.“Fuck me, can we leave?” Bears eyes are fixed on me as I release my skirt and let it fall.“Yes, let’s go.” I smile and follow them out.“List of names. These are people we need.” Dante hands it to me. Looking at him, confused, I nod. “We need you, sugar. Think about the people. Where are they likely to be? Then you go in and confirm they are there.”“Wait, you want my help