“These guys are Ryo’s so-called family?” he asked again.
“Yes,” Wolf answered.
As if slow motion existed, my eyes widened and my pulse spiked as I watched Link pull a gun free, aim, and fire three rapid shots at my family.
Shouts and cries echoed around the room as blood pooled from their upper arms.
Kenta went for his weapon.
“Stop,” I snarled, drawing my own.
Ruin also had his out and pointed, but it was Link who darkly demanded, “Go on, move. I fuckin’ dare you.” He ground his teeth together, waiting and probably wishing they would move again so he could shoot them once more.
I shouldn’t have found this highly arousing, but I did. My ears didn’t just ring from the shots, but from how hard my blood sped through my veins, aiming for my cock.
Inappropriate, and yet, I didn’t care.
This was the Link who ran his illegal trade.
He’d said he wanted to kill my family for what I’d shared with him, and now I honestly believed he wanted justice for me.
He was getting it too.
“Who are you?” Kenta asked, voice strained from the pain he would be feeling.
“Name’s Link. Fuckin’ remember it because I’ll be the one making your lives miserable.”
“You allow this?” Father demanded, flicking his gaze from me to Wolf.
Wolf waved a hand around. “I have no control over Link. Especially when he’s pissed.”
With a frantic heartbeat, I moved over to stand beside a furious Link and placed my hand on his back.
Link drew in a deep breath at my touch.
He had probably been worried that I’d be offended or annoyed over him showing here. But I wasn’t. I couldn’t be.
Wolf cared for me, but even he wouldn’t go against my family. Back in Japan, they were the highest ruling family in the gun and drug trade. They’d been happy when Wolf’s father moved his dealing to Australia and I went along with them.
But Link didn’t care about anything but teaching my family a lesson for their treatment of me.
My family had looks of disgust on their faces.
“What is this?” Father clipped.
“This is your only fuckin’ warning,” Link told them, his voice harsh, low, and dangerous. My stomach fluttered, and I watched his side profile, witnessing the vicious look he showed them. “Ryo doesn’t exist to you anymore. You think about contacting him in any goddamn way or form, I’ll hunt you motherfuckers down and kill you all.”
Kenta stood, wincing and holding his bleeding arm. “You can’t order us.”
Kazuya nodded and glared. “We have many at our back?—”
“And I have fuckin’ millions,” Link bit out. “But no matter how many there are, I’ll still be the one to get to you if you don’t leave here now and never contact Ryo again.”
“Why do you do this for him?” my father asked.
Link’s lips thinned.
He wouldn’t tell them we were lovers.
