“So, you got Katie to spy on Seb. I bet you couldn’t believe your luck when you figured out Seb started working here. So, what's the plan now? Are you going to move things along or will you be opening tomorrow's show?”
He kicks the back of Seb's legs and pushes him down hard onto his knees. “As you wish.”
From the side of the room, Simon, who had not been in the room before, has managed to maneuver his way onto the back of the stage while everyone was fixed on the Damon and Katie show.
He looks at me and I nod. Lev has also spotted Simon, which he acknowledges with a look.
Let's end this.
“Any final words, girlie?” Damon asks Seb who has gone almost catatonic from all the bombshells that have exploded in here tonight.
Simon is about to grab Damon, and I don’t waste any time, taking a shot at Zayn's leg, making him fall to the ground and writhe in agony. Katie screams just as Simon grabs Damon from behind by the throat, wrestling him to the ground and disarming him. He keeps Damon on his front, planted on the stage. Katie tries to run and Jules grabs her and slams her onto the floor, knocking the wind from her. I get up on stage and check Damon's pockets for the keys to the cuffs on Seb's wrists. After I find them in his back pockets, I remove the cuffs and I bring him into a hug.
“You good, beautiful?”
He stares at me with vacant eyes that have glassed over. The blue is so bright it’s almost blinding.
“I will be.” He eyes flick between Katie and Damon on the floor. “What are we going to do with them?”
His voice is void of emotion.
“We will take them home to the holding pen and deal with them there. We can't let them go, but you don't have to be part of this, baby. I’ve got it,” I reassure him.
“No, I want in on this. You promised,” he says.
I grab him by the neck, giving him a chaste kiss, and whisper so only he can hear me. “I will give you anything you want, beautiful.” He nods and I turn around to the guys waiting for instructions. “Let's get them back to the pen. Simon, call Jess and Bonnie and get them to clean this up so we can reopen tomorrow. We’ll need to call our cop insiders and make sure that any reports of tonight disappear.” He nods and walks off with his phone in his hand. I grab Seb.
“Let's get you home.”
CHAPTER 22 - SEB
EverythingIthoughtwasreal turned out to be a lie. This is a nightmare. My brain swims in the same fog it does when I’m in between being asleep and awake as I try to make sense of it all.
Credit to Katie. In the movie of my life, she executed her role well. I never suspected she had a full-time piece on the side. I knew she may be fucking around, but this is another level of special in the art of deception.
What have I done to her to cause her to think so little of me? To hate me that much?
I'm so tired, but I am also too charged up to sleep. I get it now, what it’s like to want revenge and the need for blood. Tonight, opened the black part of my heart I’d hidden way, the one that craves danger. I’ve known it was there but always fell towards my passive side.
But meeting Dima was the key to unlocking it—not that he had to try all that hard. I needed someone I felt safe with to allow my true self to blossom. I can be myself with Dima. Wow, this is what it feels like to have my true self brought to life.
I will feed it until it combusts.
Dima and I are quiet in the back of the car. He has a strong grip on my hand but it gives me the fire and strength I need so I don’t collapse onto the floor in a blubbering mess. She stole my mother’s jewelry, sold my dad’s bikes and lied about it. If my hands hadn't been tied, I would have encircled them around her neck and would have taken great pleasure in strangling her. I can safely say that I fuckinghateher and I would love to see her afraid. I want her final thoughts and feelings to be of her fearing me.
Then I want my man to fuck me into a three-day coma.
“We’re home, beautiful.”
Dima’s watching me. I hadn't realized we’d stopped. We get out of the car and enter the house. I can hear a commotion down the halls where the guys, I assume, are hauling the three bastards who thought they could destroy us, into the holding pen. I perk up a little. It's the one part of the house I haven't seen yet and would love to see it. I'm antsy, needing to get this moving.
“Do you wanna break before we deal with them, baby, or do you want to get on with it? We can leave this for a day or two.”
“I'm not leaving it; I want to get it done while it’s as raw as I feel now. Katie is mine to end though, that's all I want.”
“Christ, my avenging angel is so fucking sexy. I have a feeling it’s going to be hard not to fuck you in there.”
I look him straight in the eye with one hundred percent honesty. “Then fuck me. I’m yours anytime you want, baby.”
