I’m still angry. I’m still hurt because he lied to me, but after being with Tommy and his friends this weekend, it’s put into perspective what real bad people are like and exactly who they are. Dragna would never do anything like this. He would definitely never treat women like this.
Finn drags Alina by the hand into the building and we continue to follow them like obedient dogs.
“Where’s Ella and Tommy, when are they coming in?” Gigi asks and Finn’s laughter bounces off the old brick walls with an eerie echo.
“He’s having some fun, they’ll be in soon, stop worrying so much darlin’, you’s are here to have fun too aren’t ya?” He says with a vile smirk on his face.
All of us stay quiet and I know we’re all thinking the same thing about getting Ella away from Tommy somehow.
We make our way down three sets of stairs and the bass gets louder and louder the deeper underground we go.
If I wasn’t brought here by two psychopaths, I’d think the place was amazing, but unfortunately it’s tinged with seedy energy and all I feel is uncomfortable and sick at the thought of being here.
We make it to another door that Finn knocks and the music blasts out towards us when it’s opened. The room is huge, dark and mysterious. The only light illuminating the place is a faint red hue from tube lights around the DJ booth. I can hear moans coming from around us as we walk past dark corners and dark booths and I feel bile rising in my throat.
I have no idea where they have brought us or what kind of club this is and I’m terrified something is going to happen to us, or that we’ll be forced into something none of us want.
I touch my necklace again as my heart begins to beat faster and faster when we approach a booth at the very back of the club. There are several men sitting around it and Finn sits on the edge of the seat while pulling Alina on his lap. I can see how uncomfortable she is and how unsettled the other girls are.
“Don’t be shy girls, plenty of seats to go around.” One of the men says patting his thigh while dark laughter erupts from the others sitting in the booth.
There’s no way out of this.
We’re all fucked, and I have never been more terrified in my entire life.
Chapter Forty Five
Dragna
“They’ve been here for an hour. We have no idea what we are walking into so when we go in, be vigilant. I want this done quickly and quietly. We get the girls and we get out. Whoever spots the them first, move to them and make sure they are safe. We don’t want any mess or a war right now, not when the girls could get hurt. The Irish have some authority over the club, but they don’t own it. They won’t risk causing trouble for the Triads in this side of town so we have to be swift and assertive. Lev and Anton will come in five minutes behind Ivan and I, Mikhail you will lead the other team to block off the alley. Nobody else gets in from here on out and nobody gets out before we come out with the girls.”
Everyone nods in agreement to the plan we have went over countless times on our way here.
The club is owned by the Triads, however with them having deals with the Irish, they allow them to come and go as they please and use it when needs be for whatever they want, but there is a limit and after a meeting with them once we saw where the girls were, they allowed us access to clean up the mess the Irish have made.
Once we have the girls out and everyone is safe back at our house here in Boston, we’ll deal with Tommy. I just need Willow to be safe, to have her in front of me and know she is back under my protection and care.
Lev and Anton hide their guns in their waistbands as Ivan, Mikhail and our other men begin loading their weapons up, ready for any potential outcome.
My gun has been loaded since we landed in Boston. I’ve been ready to get Willow back since Lev took her home that night, but after knowing now that it’s been Tommy and the rest of his men who are either the ones behind stalking Willow, fuck I have wanted nothing but their blood spilt all over the city and I’ll make sure that fucking happens.
“Let’s go.” I say as I open the door to the blacked out van, Ivan following behind me.
It’s pitch black outside, only the moonlight in the clear sky guiding us.
We walk round the corner and down the alley as Mikhail drives the van to block off the street. We reach the door and Ivan knocks, within ten seconds the door opens and we’re allowed in with no questions asked.
I suddenly feel nervous. It’s a foreign feeling for me so the quicker we get to Willow the better.
We follow the stairs the whole way underground before we come to the main floor of the club. At this point, Lev and Anton should be approaching the front door and be right behind us.
The music is fast and deep, the bass shaking the floor and walls around us. With lighting minimal and bodies everywhere I scan what we can see of the room quickly and feel my anger bubbling when I can’t spot Willow, the girls or even Tommy anywhere.
“They should only be another minute.” Ivan says as he stands close beside me checking his watch.
“Follow me.” I respond as I make my way into the crowd and Ivan follows behind me, both of us scanning our surroundings.
We come up to a few booths lining one side of the club and my stomach immediately turns when I look closer into one of them. I see a group of men with a girl who looks like she would rather be anywhere but here. She meets my gaze and all I see is fear. She looks young too, maybe only just eighteen or nineteen years old. Fuck, I’m going to have to come back to get her on the way out too.
