I’m out of the car and on my feet before the SUV comes to a complete stop. With my 9mm in hand, I don’t wait for my men; instead, I’m racing toward the backyard before I have time to think. I’m about to round the corner when I’m pulled back by Javier.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” he hisses at me in frustration. That’s one thing I’ve always been terrible at, patience. “You don’t know the layout, Díago does, let’s allow him to lead us in.” I know he’s right, but I can’t think straight when all that I’m picturing is the woman who’s stolen my heart being tortured.
I have no doubt about what’s going on inside the house. And each time I see his face in my mind, my grip on the pistol in my hand becomes tighter.
“Fine,” I acquiesce, allowing Javi to abate me just this once. Normally, I would tell him to fuck off, but it’s only because I know this time around, there’s something personal involved—Sofía Montero.
“There are two men on the front door, interior, three men at the back, also interior. He keeps his guards close at hand. No men on the perimeter,” Díago informs us. His voice is confident as he explains that he’ll take Alejandro to the front, and I’ll take the back with Javier. There are four men on my team following our lead, and soon enough, my feet are carrying me forward, toward my girl.
Lifting my weapon, I grip my wrist with my free hand as we close the distance between us and the door. I spy a man dressed in black, opening the glass door and stepping out onto the patio. When he lights his smoke, I take aim and pull the trigger. The silencer on my weapon keeps the kill quiet, and we move closer until I hear the whoosh of a bullet passing my ear.
Javier has just taken out the second man. One left, and I’m going to be the one to take him out. I slip into the kitchen when I see him at the table. He notices me; in a split second, his hand moves for his gun, but I’m faster.
The bullet wound I put in the middle of his forehead ensures our pathway is clear. We find Díago and Alejandro in the hallway entrance. The rest of the house is silent, and I wonder where he’s keeping her.
Díago gestures upward, and I nod. We follow behind him as he makes his way onto the landing, heading left, he glances at his phone, then turns right as soon as we hit the hallway. There’s another staircase, this one shorter and darker, which we take to a third floor and that’s when I hear it.
A muffled scream wreaks havoc on my mind as I push past Díago, ignoring the hiss from Javier, and the cocking of weapons behind me as I kick in a door. What I find on the other side makes my stomach curdle in a fury so fierce, my lungs struggle to take in air.
“Just in time for the party,” Rodrigo chuckles, as he puts his blood coated dick back in his slacks, and I see red. Pulling the trigger, I put a bullet in his crotch before I drop my gun and use my fists. Blood spurts from where his filthy cock is, and I know I’ve hit my mark.
His cries of agony make me smile. My control has snapped, and with every crunch of bone I hear, I can’t help but feel like Satan himself taking out a putrid soul. Darkness clouds my vision, and I see nothing but death. I want to kill him right here and now, but it’s Sofía’s voice that calls to me, breaking the darkness that has taken hold.
“Victor,” she cries out, the agony in her voice, lacing my name like a poison, drags my attention to her and I’m on my knees, crawling to my queen.
“Take that fucker to the warehouse, I’ll be there in an hour. Javi, call the hospital, we need Fonseca ready now.” My orders are obeyed without question, and I pull Sofía into my arms.
Glancing down, I notice the blood that’s soaked the mattress she’s lying on, and I know the fucker has raped her. My body rages from within, the monster I keep buried deep inside me has woken up, and there’s nothing to do to tame him until I get my vengeance.
“it’s okay, sweetheart, I’m here. I’m going to make it all go away.” My mumbled words are lost on her because she’s shaking so violently, I can’t calm her down. I know she’s struggling; I can feel her heartbeat ramming into my chest as I pull her up and scoop her into my arms.
I make my way down the steps, and the moment I step out onto the gravel of the entrance, the ambulance is already waiting. Two men step forward with the bed, and I set her down. They go to work getting her on a drip as I lean in and whisper in her ear.