“What are you doing? You need to make sure that bastard is dead!” Her leg kicked out, and Owen grunted when her heel kicked right on his upper thigh, close to his balls. “Do it! Please,” she cried and begged, the tears and desperation fueled my wrung-out body. I wrapped my hand around the knife, and with all the force I had left, I shoved it in his head just like she wanted, right between the eyes.

I fell to my side and relaxed. The threat was gone. I was free.

“Jaxon,” the love of my life called out for me and cupped my face. “I love you. It’s over. It’s all over.”

“We can clear your name,” Sebastian said, and I heard my voice on a video from his phone. “If you want.”

“I’m too tired to think about it, honestly. Take care of the body, don’t toss it over the cliff. I don’t want any traces of blood anywhere. Feed him to the sea.”

“You got it, boss.” Heaven rubbed his hands together hungrily, like a dog chomping at the bit for raw meat.

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nbsp; “You okay?” I asked Quinn when I noticed her cast on her wrist was cracked, but her leg seemed fine.

“I will be.” Her hand fell to my face. “I don’t know how I could have ever forgotten you.”

“You didn’t. You remembered what mattered. Come on. Let the guys take care of him and let’s go get cleaned up.” I got up and held my hand against my side when my ribs protested me standing up straight. I still helped Quinn up, and we used each other as crutches while we made our way back to the room.

The guys didn’t say anything, just gave us pats on the back. I breathed easier when we were out of the game room. I’d have to redo the entire house. I didn’t want Quinn to be reminded of him or what happened.

“I don’t want to go back to the room, Jaxon. He touched me in there. I don’t want to go back.”

I stopped in the middle of the hall and tugged her hand by her fingers to stop her from walking. “What do you mean he fucking touched you? Like held you. What? Give me details.” Because I was about to walk back in that game room and cut off the bastard’s head.

She wouldn’t meet my eyes. She picked at her cuticles along her nails and hunched her back.

“He touched you.” I new form of rage ignited in me. I was bloodthirsty. I wanted to drain the bastard’s blood. “Tell me everything, baby,” I did my best to speak softly, but the predator inside me clawed at my chest, rumbling my voice.

“He straddled me and pushed his hand up my shirt and cupped my breast,” she said, her voice so small and weak, I could hardly believe it was the same woman speaking.

I tightened my jaw. My teeth ground together, threatening to shatter. I nodded, hating myself that I wasn’t there to stop that assault from happening. “I’ll be back.”

“No. It’s okay. I just want to be with you, Jaxon. Come on. Let me be with you. I want to forget him forever. He has taken up so much of our time already. Let’s let it go.”

“I can’t,” I said, gently kissing her with my injured lip Sebastian gave me earlier. “I’ll be back. “Don’t move from this spot.”

Turning around, I held my side to ease the ache of the broken rib and marched through the doors. I still pushed them open because I needed to release some of the anger. The metal knobs slammed against the wall with a smack, and they bounced back from the extra energy.

“Give me the knife,” I said just as they picked him up.

I did what I said I would, not emphasizing on the details or how it sounded because I was too focused. Nothing else in the world mattered to me. I was only satisfied when his head fell free. I dropped the knife; the men stared at me in awe, and Owen nodded in appreciation and understanding and heaved the body over his shoulder, leaving a trail of red in his wake.

I walked to Quinn, feeling better that I got my revenge for Brian touching her. I got my confession; I got the girl, I had everything I wanted and needed to move on with my life.

“Come on, baby. You’re safe now.” I kissed the side of her head, and she sighed, sagging her weight against me. I bet she was exhausted. Especially after lugging around that heavy cast. “We won’t go back to that bedroom. We will go to the one I stayed in while you were in my room.”

“Okay,” she said, halfway asleep. I had to nearly drag her the rest of the way because she was so tired. She fought so hard, and I couldn’t be prouder of her. I had the best woman as my sidekick, my partner, and my strength. Quinn was stronger than she realized, and I’d make sure I reminded her of that every damn day.

Her eyes fell to our bedroom door, the one without a knob, and she tensed beside me. I turned the knob, kicked the damn door open, and carried her inside. I slammed the door harder than I meant to, but I was so fucking glad this day, these problems were over.

“You have a mirror that looked into the room,” she said, pointing to my two-way mirror.

Okay, the day wasn’t over just yet.

I cleared my throat and pressed the button to cloud the mirror so she couldn’t see into the other bedroom. I hoped she wouldn’t remember when she touched herself because I didn’t have the mental capacity right now to come up with a lie. I started to undress, leaving the sweaty, blood-soaked clothes on the floor.

“Were you watching me when I masturbated?”

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