Ruthless Prince (Dark Syndicate 1)

“Wrong, always wrong, and I’ll get to prove it to your dead body every time I fuck your girl. The same way I fucked Alyssa until she couldn’t even move.” Again, he laughs.

He inches closer and lowers his head to me but stops short when something pierces through his chest.

I look and see the silver tip of an arrow poking out with blood on it.

Before he can grab his chest, another arrow pierces through him in the same spot, and when I lift my head, I see Tristan leaping down into the pit. He launches himself into the air, folding into a somersault, and as he comes out of it, he pulls two knives out at either side of his legs and stabs Vlad right in his heart.

Seconds, that’s how long it took to have the fiend on his knees with blood pouring from his body. He looks up at my brother with the same disbelief I do because I can’t believe the stunt I just saw him pull off. I can’t believe he found me. He found me, and he brought company.

Dominic and a team of men storm the platform above. My gaze lands on Manni, who I nearly killed only days ago and threw off my property. The soldiers rush in with them. I hear bullets flying as my brothers and my men take down the bastards who are working for Riccardo and Vlad.

But my eyes are locked on the scene before me. Vlad bleeding out.

“You fucker,” he says to Tristan.

“No, it’s you. This time, I’m going to make sure I kill you fucking dead. This is for my wife. You will not do the same to Emelia,” Tristan cries, and with that, he uses those same knives plunged deep in Alexei’s body and cuts his head off his miserable body.

Both head and body fall to the ground in a bloody heap.

Tristan spares him no time. He comes straight to me and shoots off the chains binding my wrists.

Dominic joins him, and together they steady me as I stubble upon release.

“Guys,” I rasp, feeling the deepest gratitude. “Thank you.” I look from one to the other.

Tristan nods. Dominic looks worried at my appearance.

“How the hell did you find me?” I ask.

“The ring,” Dominic says. “There’s a tracker on it. Pa had it installed for safety. The guards alerted us after…” His voice trails off.

“After what?” I ask

“Priscilla… she’s… dead. And we think something’s going on with Andreas. He’s being used. He took Emelia. And there was a man with him.”

I don’t know how I can tell them this truth, but I have to.

“No, he’s working with them.”

Both look shocked.

“What?” Tristan says, shaking his head.

“He’s working with them.”

“Fuck.”

“Where’s Pa, Massimo?” Dominic asks, ignoring what I confirmed about Andreas.

It’s then that Tristan focuses on me.

I shake my head. “Riccardo killed him. There’s a lot to tell you, but I have to get Emelia.”

Riccardo has her.

“Can you walk?” Tristan asks.

“I can walk,” I answer, baring my teeth. I will walk.