Inevitable (A Kingpin Love Affair 2)

“You were always the best. The night I tried to fuck you and you wouldn’t give it up to me… I bet you suck dick really well… I mean your mouth has to be good for something other than fucking spewing shit that’ll get you killed.” His hold released slightly, and I took the chance to take a deep breath, both my lungs and brain thanking me for it. I felt wetness against my skin and knew he was licking me. His tongue was scratchy and I knew the second I got the chance, I would cut it out.

“You behave, and you just might walk away from all of this alive.” That was a lie. A big huge fucking lie.

“Don’t lie to me. If I’m going to die, at least be man enough to tell me,” I croaked out, even with his hand wrapped around my throat. I knew he wouldn’t kill me. At least not yet. He needed me. He knew Zerro would never come if I were dead.

“You’re right, who the fuck am I kidding. You’re all going to die.” He laughed heinously as he shoved me back. My body landed against the hard floor, and I stayed there for a moment trying to get my bearings and to bring oxygen back into my body.

“If I’m going to die, so are you…” I knew I shouldn’t have said it, but I didn’t care. The monster needed to know if I died, he did, too. I would make sure of it.

“No, sweetheart, you don’t understand what loving that fucker has done to you. It’s you who’s going to die. I’m going to slit your throat right in front of him so he can watch the light leave your eyes. Then, when I think you have suffered enough, I’ll put a bullet in your head and turn you into pig feed.” His description had my stomach rolling around in knots on the verge of spewing all of its contents.

“Nice to know,” was all I said. He must not have heard me because he walked away. My head lay on the cold concrete, and it made me feel better.

“You look like shit,” Devon said, his voice causing me to squeak and sit up straight. I had thought I was finally alone.

“Now isn’t the time for small talk. I can’t even tell you how fucking angry I am with you. You betrayed us, asshole.” I was seething. My rage was more than just angry. He had brought me here.

“Bree, just calm down. I didn’t do anything wrong. I promised to protect you, and none of that has changed, all right?” He sounded convinced, but I wasn’t. I knew better. Everything that had happened to me rubbed away the naïve girl I was before. I knew in the end death would be cast upon us all.

“This wasn’t a part of the plan. Did you tell Zerro?” I asked, eager to know if he knew what was taking place.

“No. He will know soon though. I’m assuming my cell should be ringing shortly.” Devon spoke nonchalantly as if I wasn’t being held captive by a deranged Mafia lunatic.

“Perfect. Maybe you should’ve let him know about your changes before you just up and kidnapped me.” I was exhausted. I wanted this all over, and even though I knew I had to be strong, I wanted to cave and to be weak.

“Shhh…” he said gripping my chin hard. Tears showed behind my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Mack came into view, and Devon shot me a warning glare. A look that said you say a fucking word and it’s your death.

“Was she smarting off to you, too?” Mack asked with a sick smile on his face. I wasn’t sure I would make it through the next twenty-four hours without barfing numerous times. The man made me sick.

“Yes. She’s defiant, isn’t she?” Devon’s voice turned cruel, and it was as if his own personal mask had slipped into place. Whose side was he on?

“Very much. Alzerro likes them sassy,” Mack said, licking his lips as if he couldn’t wait to take a bite out of me.

“I bet he does. He should realize she’s missing here real soon. Prepare for him to come with guns a blazing.” He laughed at his own joke, and Mack followed suit with happiness filling his facial features. What a sick bastard he was.

“It’s just me and you. The other men will be sticking around the outside to protect the building. We’ll know he’s here before he even steps foot on the premise.” Mack seemed awful full of himself. To me, it was too early to be boasting.

“A little full of yourself, aren’t you,” I growled. Devon’s simple glare turned into a full on angry stare. I didn’t care if it got me hurt. I wouldn’t go down without a fight.

“Bragging isn’t my specialty, Princess…” The words rolled off his tongue with ease. “You shall find out real soon when Alzerro the King is brought to his knees to watch you bleed out.”

With anger in every word, I spat at him. “You’re a fucking monster. A fucked up, psychotic asshole hell bent on getting revenge for what? Because you couldn’t have me? Because you weren’t born into the family? Tell me, Mack, what is it that pushes you over the edge? Did he fuck som—” My words were cut off as his hand came down across my cheek. A burning sensation radiated through my face and down my cheeks. I fell back on the concrete, my head hitting the floor like a bouncy ball. My mind reeled, as everything began to spin. I shouldn’t have said those things. I should’ve kept my mouth shut because now all I would be facing was death—the dark, ripping your fucking heart out kind of death.

“Take her to the room. I don’t care what the fuck you do with her. Rough her up, fuck her, hit her, do whatever you want with her.” I could hear Mack’s voice over the pounding in my ears, and as I stared off into the distance, I watched him walk away. His footsteps echoed in every part of my mind.