I pocket the pliers and place both hands back on her face, gripping her tear-streaked cheeks. “Shh, calm down. Deep breath, baby.”
She sniffs, snot running from her nose.
“Good girl.”
“Please,” she whispers. “Please…please…Haidyn…don’t let them…” She sobs, unable to finish her sentence.
My chest tightens. I’ve done some fucked-up shit in my life, but I don’t kill the innocent, especially women.
“Don’t let them rape?—”
“Calm down.” I interrupt her. “Relax.” I nod my head as my eyes search hers. “Can you do that for me?”
I feel her trembling body relax into the fence the best she can and give her a reassuring smile. Gently, I turn her head side to side to see how much movement the barbed wire wrapped around her neck allows. “That’s it. You’re doing great, baby.”
Taking a second, I place my forehead against hers, feeling my heart pound in my chest. “I’m sorry…”
A soft sob leaves her cracked lips before she whispers, “Thank you.” Is she accepting her fate, or does she think I have a plan to save her? Because I can’t think of one. Whoever this bitch is that’s running the show here now has an army. She’s brought in her own men. I have no control. None of us Spade brothers do.
I pull back; her bloodshot eyes meet mine, and she gives me a soft smile as fresh tears fall over her bottom lashes. Without another thought, I snap her neck.
Sierra’s body goes limp against the fence, and I gently lower her head. Stepping back, I release her and see her hanging there like a sacrifice that didn’t need to be made.
My heart is heavy, and my pulse races. I’m fucking gasping for breath. I killed her. We both knew that was the only option she had. Who knows what they would have done to her or how long she would have been a prisoner of Carnage. She didn’t belong here.
“I’m disappointed in you, Haidyn.” The bitch sighs dramatically.
I give a rough laugh. “Get in line.” It’s a long one.
“Cut her down and leave her for the wildlife to eat,” she orders her men.
I turn to face them, giving my dead chosen my back, protecting her body. “We’ll be taking her with us.” She deserves to be laid to rest.
The brunette steps into me, her green eyes on mine—they’re contacts. She’s trying to hide her true identity from us. I’m just not sure why. Eye color doesn’t make a fucking difference. “You don’t call the shots here, Haidyn. You were being tested, and you failed.”
I snort.
“You will see. It’s for the best.” She turns to her men once again. “Leave her and bring him back to the basement. He earned a punishment, and you guys deserve to give it.” With that, she walks back to Carnage.
I turn around and grab the pliers out of my pocket and start to snap the barbed wire that holds her in place, catching her body as it falls into me. Before I can turn around, I’m knocked forward and we both fall to the ground. Motherfucker…Leaving her on the ground, I don’t even get the chance to turn around to face them before they jump me.
I look over a sleeping Charlotte.I hope Bill was lying about who she is and what they want from her. Because she was right when we stood in her kitchen. There are worse things than dying. That’s why Bill suggested I kill her because he knows exactly what her future holds.
My eyes scan her soft features. Could I kill her? No. Even though I know deep down that she’s innocent, I can’t kill her or walk away. She’s mine. I’ve wanted her for years. Why would I deprive myself of something that already belongs to me?
My cum leaks from her lips, her cunt, and her ass. It’s my name she moans in her sleep. And it’s my bed she wakes up in. I’ll ride this train until it falls off the tracks. And then, I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure she remains mine. Forever.
Taking a deep breath, I let it out and close my eyes.
Doyou ever get that kind of sleep when you feel like you’ve slept for days? Like your body needed a reset. I never have. Until now.
Opening my eyes, I’m greeted with a set of pretty blue ones. I blink, looking around to see we’re in my room, in my bed, and the sun is up. “What time is it?” I ask. My voice sounds rough.
“Almost noon.”
“What the fuck?” I sit up quickly, rubbing my eyes. No way I slept that long.
“What’s wrong? Do you have somewhere to be?” she asks. I feel her hand on my back, rubbing it. I stiffen at the touch, and she removes it.
