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Chapter Thirty-Three

Leon

“I swear I will pull your body apart as slowly as possible once I’m free,” I cursed at the man standing in front of me.

Ezra. Lilith’s old husband, apparently.

“These chains were made for you; you can’t break them. Only this key will set you free.” He dangled a key that was attached to a small silver chain around his neck.

I looked to my right at my best friend, bloody, his head hanging down. They’d beaten us both to broken, bruised, and bleeding men.  Charles passed out a few minutes ago while Ezra’s man Yonny tortured him. I was glad he was out; at least he wasn’t feeling the pain right now.

“You are not something I expected would happen with her.” Ezra grabbed the knife that he’d dug into my thigh a moment before and wiped it against a red cloth to clean it.

“Well, I bet she didn’t expect her parents to sell her to a piece of shit like you.”  I spat my bloody saliva to the floor.  He laughed and set the knife down, leaning his body against the dresser.

We were in Lilith’s old room. I felt rage just being in here, let alone hearing him talk about her like she was his precious toy.

“We all do things we must in order to secure what we want. Normally I would not stoop so low to taking you and your friend. It’s child’s play. But someone wants you on their team, and I get Lilith in return. A win-win for me. You get out of the picture, and I rise to a new level with my bird by my side.” His evil eyes left mine and smiled at what he saw behind me.

“Perfect timing, little bird.” Shivers moved down my spine when he called Lilith that. The man was sick.  Ezra spun me around so I could look at a large TV screen that had been on the whole time.

Lilith’s form came into the view of the security camera as she opened the door. Shit. I knew he had the whole building ready for her. He wanted her, but he also wouldn’t let her stop him from getting rid of me. I prayed she made it to us in time. Charles was losing so much blood, and I wasn’t too far behind him.

“Watch your wife slaughter all my men. There’s nothing like seeing her dance around, doing what comes naturally to her soul. We always had the best nights after she came back from killing,” Ezra whispered into my ear, and I lashed around in the chains, trying to get loose so I could break him in half.

“Showtime,” he announced, and then all eyes went to the screen. Lilith was standing in the foyer, facing five men with guns pointing at her head.

“I’m getting hard already,” Yonny muttered and I closed my eyes then took deep breaths.

I heard the gunfire echo through the house as well as from the screen. My eyelids flew open to see Lilith doing some sort of choreographed dance that made her dodge every bullet that was fired at her. She reached over and grabbed a gun from one of the men that fell from a comrade’s fire. She moved with fluid grace as she shot one bullet per man, taking them all down.

She was beautiful as she danced across the floor, listening to her music and grabbing weapons as she hopped over the bodies before her.

No matter what they said, trying to goad me, it wouldn’t work the way they wanted. I didn’t hate her or change my mind about being with her. They, however, just kept adding to their list of how long I was going to take to break them.

“Enchanting, is it not?” Ezra purred as they watched her climb the stairs, dancing like she was in her bird cage at work. It was something, but I wouldn’t call her shooting a bullet that killed a man for every step she took enchanting. Her body swaying, her eyes closed as she moved in the moment, was something I could never get over.

“She’s getting closer,” Yonny warned, and Ezra waved him off, walking closer to the screen, completely mesmerized by her.

She moved like the spy goddess she was, dancing, shooting, and then sliding to the ground in her skirt.

I felt my vision start to blur as I watched her move closer to where we were.

Mere seconds away from passing out, I took in her face one more time in case it was my last, before my eyes closed, and my head slumped forward.

I don’t know how long I was out, but I heard Lilith’s maniacal laugh echo in my ears. My eyes fluttered open as best as they could with the swelling.

“I always loved that mouth of yours, Lilith, but even I have my limits with your new spirit.” Ezra’s voice was tense as he looked down at a bloody-mouthed Lilith.  I cursed and tried once again to move free of the chains.

“That’s right; I love him, you sick fuck.” Her wide grin was completely covered in blood as she taunted the beast who roared then struck her beautiful face with the back of his hand. She spit the blood that pooled in her mouth at him, and he looked down at his red-splattered shirt in disgust.

“He will be gone soon, and then you are mine—all part of the deal, bird. It looks like you need your wings clipped.” He rolled up his sleeves and rolled his neck.

“Emanuel is dead; we killed him this morning, and no one is coming.” She kicked her boots at him but he was out of her reach.

His laugh was sinister as he leveled her with a cool look.