"My fucking brother's caused all of this. Two fucking idiots I should've gotten rid of years ago."
My voice was mocking.
"Could have, should have. I'm in charge now, and you'll die when I'm ready to end your life."
Jacob leaned against the wall, flipping his knife open with a click. "Call it a double feature. We get the film, and you get punished for making it."
Hector finally shut up, a look of disbelief on his face.
The footage played. Kitlyn's voice filled the room. Her cries. Her pleas for him not to hurt her. My jaw stiffenedso hard my teeth ached. Then I saw it…Hector brutally raping my Kitten while cruelly laughing.
I was furious!
My fist slammed into his face, snapping his head back, blood spraying across the floor. He kept smiling, even through broken teeth.
"You fucking touched her," I snarled, hitting him again, harder. "You hurt what is MINE, motherfucker!!"
Hector coughed blood and chuckled. "Not yours once I took her. She screamed for me, assassin. Begged—
I slammed my fist into his gut, cutting the words off in a choking gasp. "Begged you to stop, you sick fuck. And you'll beg before I'm done with you."
Jacob stepped in, pressing the edge of his knife against Hector's cheek, just enough to draw a drop of blood. "Keep flapping your gums. We'll see how long that tongue stays in your mouth."
Hector's grin widened, mocking the blood. "You'll never break me. I was born into this life. Pain is my playground. I can dish it and take it. You two don't scare me, and where the fuck are my brother's?"
I crouched, my face inches from his, my voice ice cold. "Hopefully they're dead, and as for your playground, it's all gone. I can guarantee by the time we're finished with you, that mouth will plead for mercy."
The asshole still smirked, spitting blood. I threw the condoms at Jacob, who caught them with an evil grin on his face.
"You know, this is probably gonna be the last ass I fuck. I'm interested in someone, and I don't want her to know too much about my depravity."
I knew he was talking about Becca. He had the hots for her the minute we pulled up the videos, but he said nothing. I could tell from the way he watched the footage and as soon as we rescued them, he was all over her.
His laugh was sinister as he unwrapped the condom in front of Hector. The cartel's eyes grew wide with terror.
"This is what I did to your nephew when he tried to force himself on Kitlyn seven months ago. Now, it's your turn."
"You're fucking sick in the head!" Hector spat.
I laughed in his face.
"Isn't this what you did to Layla and my Kitlyn? You even had your own brother's raped by multiple guards. We watched all the footage, and Jacob isn't sick in the head at all. He isn't even bisexual. He's just a sadistic fuck."
Jacob smirked, shaking his head. "Difference is, Hector, I don't confuse therapy with torture. You? You're out there running a whole daycare for degenerates and calling it a business. I just do what I do best—tear apart assholes like you. No pun intended. I absolutely love doing it. Oh, and if I were into men, you wouldn't even make it to my top five list, so don't flatter yourself."
Before Hector could spill something from his filthy lips, I gagged him again. Even though Jacob and I were both big men, we still had to be careful with this one. He told the truth when he said he was born into this, and I hadno doubt he could give us a run for our money. I wasn't taking anything to chance. I had my 357 tucked into the waistband of my jeans, and Jacob was carrying as well.
We unchained the ex-cartel boss, holding him down as we flipped him to bend over the chair.
He struggled and fought, but he was already half beaten and had little strength to fight the both of us. After removing his pants, we spread his legs, chaining them to the metal chair, doing the same with his wrists.
What a sight. The once predator—now the prey, spread out, ass in the air ready for his punishment. I looked at my watch. It was one in the morning.
Getting late, so I egged Jacob on.
"Okay, partner, he's all yours. Make him fucking scream and beg for mercy." I ripped the gag from Hector's mouth and pushed his face forward.
"You think you're tough against a man who's restrained?" He hissed through clenched teeth.
