He kissed me, hard, brutal, claiming. I moaned into it, before he pulled away, and swatted me on the backside.
I loved that man.
That man was going to be my husband, and I was going to be the best damn ol’ lady the Shackled Sons ever saw.
I turned back to the two of them, who both shook with fear. The chains were tight enough that they couldn’t speak any more vitriol.
Good.
Jumping on my bike, I started her up and shot down the excitement that was bubbling to the surface.
Normal people didn’t get excited about things like this, Ro. Then again, I wasn’t normal anymore. Maybe, I never was. But the truth was those two had created a monster, and it was time to pay the toll.
I took off, out the gates of the compound, and down the gravel road of the wilderness surrounding the clubhouse.
The chain pulled tight and the two of them dragged behind the bike as I hightailed it through the rockiest roads I could find. Looking back, I could see their bloodied bodies being torn to pieces by the gravel road, and the rocks they were landing on.
Laughing as I continued on, I could still see their legs kicking out.
Not enough…okay.
I moved through a darker road, one that only the boys knew about. It was used for smuggling the imports in and out, and it led up to the crossing that would lead into Kurrajong. Swerving a little, I heard the impact of their bodies being thrown up against the rocky walls surrounding the road. Grunts, and thuds made my little dark heart happy.
Slowing down, I turned to see their kicking growing weaker. I made a turn to get to a lookout that I knew no one knew about. It was one Reaper had taken me to for solitude.
One where he made me come so hard, I saw stars for nearly an hour later.
I got off the bike, and grabbed their chains, yanking them off my bike and dragging them toward me. Their bodies were heavy. Heavier than I thought possible, but with them not moving to help, it made sense.
Slowly, I pulled my gun out of the waistband of my skirt, waving it in their faces and ordered them to the lookout. Tori went willingly, dragging her ass over as quickly as she could, which wasn’t quick at all. She’d always been weak, always followed others, and gave fuel after manipulating people into thinking she liked them.
Fucking cunt.
Tee wouldn’t budge. Defiant even in the face of death.
“I don’t need to shoot you dead, I can shoot you in the foot, or the arm. Blast off a couple of fingers. Better yet, I could just shoot you, and let the animals come and feast on you until you eventually die.”
“Fuck you,” she said through gritted teeth. Blood poured from gashes all over her head, down into her eyes and mouth. I grabbed the chain, and yanked her toward the lookout, toward Tori. She barely put up a fight when I stood them up, even when they tried to fall to their knees.
“Any last words?” I asked, with a smile on my face, waving the gun around like I’d lost my damn mind. Maybe I had, maybe I never had one to begin with. Who the fuck cared? The world would be better off without these bitches.
“Very well,” I said, backing them up until they were at the ledge of the lookout. No one had come to fix the barrier Reaper and I had broken when he bent me over it to fuck some sense into me. And the world was better for it.
“Before you die, I just want you to know karma has a name, and that name is Rowan.”
I shoved both of them off the ledge, watching as they tried to scream out, and get out of their bindings as they fell into thewater below. When I heard the splash, I knew they’d landed. There was no way they could thrash about in that running water with their hands bound.
No need to go and see. No one could survive that, especially not after what I’d done to get here.
Bye bitches. I had successfully taken out the trash.
Jumping back on the bike, I hightailed it home to my man, and what I knew was going to be a night of pure debauchery.
Reaper
Trey was glaring.
Again.
