Charming Asshole (Killer of Kings 3)
“That is no way to speak to a lady of any kind.” She tutted. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you any manners?”
“My mother was a whore,” he said.
“Well, I guess your son is going to grow up with the same problem that you did.”
He tensed up at the mention of his boy.
“When I first got the word that you’d breezed back into town, I didn’t believe it. I mean, who would have the balls to come back to a town that he left after killing someone?
Then I find out that the same man who took my husband from me, has a woman and a child himself. It was just too good to let go.”
Killian watched as she grabbed a chair and moved a little closer to him. He saw several of the MC were at her back, and clearly didn’t know what to do. They were waiting for her command.
She had her own little army.
“Do you like what you see?”
It was then that he took in the rest of the room. In the far corner there was a bed, and what he saw had him sick to his stomach. Three ugly-assed looking blokes were screwing a young girl at the same time. Even across the room he saw the fear, the pain, and also sorrow in her gaze. Tears streaked down her face, and Killian couldn’t believe that a woman could allow this to happen in her presence.
Lauren followed his gaze, and sighed. “A wonderful sight if you ask me. I always did like to see men break them in while they’re young.”
Killian returned his gaze to her. “You allow this?”
“I set it all up. I was the one that was investing in that precious little drug. It would have made us a fortune, and believe me when I say I get off on this.”
Suddenly, Lauren stood, and walked over to the bed. Even as the girl was being raped by three men, she cowered away from the woman as she touched her. Manic’s mother was truly evil. There was no doubt about it.
“You took so much away from me. When you came to kill my husband, I did believe you were coming for me, but then I realized that there was something off about you. Never did know who you were, but I got a sense from you that even though you were a monster, much like myself and my husband, you had an issue with morals. You see, darling, when you have morals, you tend to make mistakes.”
It was killing a part of Killian’s soul to see what was happening to that girl.
“You’d be surprised how much people would pay to see this kind of stuff. A man sees what he wants, and he takes it without any questions asked.”
He was going to kill this bitch. Suddenly, he understood now what Boss was trying to tell him. A monster could take any shape or form. It didn’t have t
o be a man, but could just be a woman as well.
All of his life he’d taken pride in not killing women, and now watching this bitch in front of him, he wondered how many other girls had died because he’d let her live.
He wanted to get to the very core of this sickness and exterminate it.
“Does your son know what you’re capable of?”
Lauren threw her head back and laughed. “My son doesn’t have a clue about anything. He’s all about a new order, a modern way of running the club.” She spat on the floor. “I sometimes have to wonder if I gave birth to him, and his precious ways. He thinks he can take over the club. He doesn’t have a clue what the fuck is going on.”
Killian was shocked to see the disgust on her face at the mention of her son.
“It’s going to be easy to take them out though. Men like my son die every single day, and I was happy to let him live, but now it’s becoming a bore to see the guilt in his eyes. He’s no son of mine, and a huge disappointment.”
She took another seat on the chair, and stared at him. “With you though, I’m thinking a more fitting punishment is due. Your wife, she’s on the fat side, but that just means we can hurt her a little more. I love it when they scream and beg.”
He clenched his hands, and she cackled.
“Wow, you really do love that little slut, don’t you?”
He didn’t say anything. His rage was building and as he stared at the woman, every single belief he had now began to shatter around him. She was going to die, and he was going to make sure that he put the bullet between her eyes.
“You think I don’t know what you’re thinking about right now? You’re thinking about what you’re going to do, aren’t you? You want to hurt me, to make me pay for hurting those girls. You men, you’re all the same, thinking you’re some kind of hero when it’s the furthest thing from what you are.” She stood up, and placed her hand on his chest.