Sinister Love (Dark Intentions Duet 2)

Everything in me boils. It’s the last damn straw of my sanity, and it’s snapped. With the knife still in hand, I step up closer and lean down and kiss Barbie’s cheek, the sore one. Whispering in her ear, so Amy can’t hear, I ask her a straightforward question, “Did she do that?”

Barbie confirms with a look down, and a small, “Yes,” leaves her beautiful lips softly. Then I insert my knife fast into Amy’s bare leg right next to Barbie’s. She screams loudly, so the room goes silent. Antonio stands so he’s right near me.

Anger radiates from him. “You have some nerve, Lord.”

My lips turn up in a smirk as he snaps his fingers. A group of men come out all holding guns in their hands which they raise and point at me. I shake my head at them, and him. “Do you think that’s smart, putting a gun to my head?”

Antonio looks to his wife, who still has the knife implanted in her leg.

I reach down and pull it out. Her hands cover her wound, and Barbie sits there smiling. “You think you can let your whore touch what’s mine and me be okay with it?” I ask, looking back.

Quinn nods his head, his hand on his belt where his gun is located. He passes me one, sliding it into my hand as I reach around the back. Pulling it out in front of me, Antonio looks to it.

“What’s the bet that I finish you before a bullet touches me.”

His eyes scrunch in anger. “You wouldn’t.”

I step up close, the gun lifting to his head, and I touch it to his temple. “If you don’t tell your men who the boss is, I’ll fucking do it in an instant.” He breathes heavily. “Tick, tock.” I click in his ear.

“Stand down.”

I look around as all their guns drop. “Now tell them… tell them who the fucking boss is, Antonio.” Half the room has cleared out, so now it’s mainly his men and us. They could finish me if they really wanted to, but I would take a whole lot with me. Antonio’s eyes fall on me, he doesn’t want to do that. He doesn’t want to show weakness. Not in front of his men who will now think less of him anyway. “Michael knows who’s the boss, you need to know as well.”

Antonio pipes up at his brother’s name. “You… you are boss.”

I lean into his ear. “Say it fucking louder.”

“You are boss.”

I step back, dropping the gun, and look down at Barbie. She’s holding her leg where it’s bleeding. Amy’s seated next to her still crying.

“Do you want to hurt her?” I ask.

Barbie looks up to me, then Antonio. She’s unsure.

“Slap her, the same way she did you, Barbie. I can see her handprint right there on your cheek.” She touches her cheek, and Amy stops crying and starts to beg her husband to save her. He won’t because he can’t. No one can save that bitch now. She’s just lucky I don’t put her in a body bag where she belongs. “I told you not to touch her.”

Amy automatically shuts up, and Barbie stands from her spot on the couch and looks down at her. “You were so mean, for no reason whatsoever. “You beat me, for no purpose. Why?” she asks her. Amy looks at me then back up to her, her hand still covering her leg that’s bleeding.

“You don’t deserve him. You’re just a younger version of me. You think you’re prettier? I see the way they all look at you. Even him…” She points to Quinn next to me. “They all used to look at me like that.”

“So it’s jealousy,” Barbie asks her, confused. You beat me because you were jealous?”

Amy smiles brightly, her teeth showing, and Barbie’s hand lifts and slaps her straight across the face. We all hear the sting, and as I go to step up to touch her, she does it again. Hitting her again. “You fucking bitch, I couldn’t move because of you. Could hardly breathe.”

I grab her around the waist and move her back, so she isn’t close to her anymore. Amy’s always been vindictive, but this is a new low.

“You better remove your wife before she leaves here in a body bag,” I threaten Antonio. He looks to his men, and the guys come over picking her up and carrying her out. “Barbie.” She looks back to me but doesn’t make a move to touch me. I look to Quinn, and he takes her by her hand and removes her from the room.

Now standing beside me is Cane. I didn’t even see him come over, but it feels good to have more than one loyal person near me.

“Our deal has ended,” Antonio says sitting back down on his seat.