Jasper too was gone.
Two men.
That was all we’dlost, which was nothing compared to what the Vipers had lost.
And yet two men was still two too many.
Turned out the Vipershadbeen luring us there, they just hadn’texpected us to hit so soon and so hard. They’dunderestimated us, again. Not sure why the fuck everyone kept on doing that, but none of them were living to regret it, that was for damn sure. Either way, the Vipers had other plans for us. For Jolie and the other twenty women on their yacht too, apparently.
Some of their men had gone underground once they realized they were outnumbered and outgunned, but most had been killed. Some, however, were in our basement, and they were gonna be singing like canaries real soon.
“You comin’?” Beast asked me, and Inodded.
Heading across the room, Casa gave one final pop of his pinky finger, stood up, and began walking with me.
“You look like shit,” he said.
He had ablackening bruise on his left cheek and acut above the same eye that Belle had stitched earlier. “Ain’tlooking so great yourself,” Igrunted, side-eyeing him.
“I’mcoming!” Jolie yelled, pushing past Dom, who was trying to hold her back. Her fiery gaze landed on me, her eyes narrowing. “Don’tyou dare try and stop me, Gauge,” she said with contempt, afinger jabbed in my direction.
Iheld an arm out, gesturing toward the door. “Wouldn’tfuckin’ dream of it, Princess,” Ireplied, and she narrowed her eyes further and purposefully pushed past me, making me wince in pain.
Dom caught up to me. “She don’tneed to see this,” he argued. He had alarge slash mark down the full length of his face, and though it hadn’tneeded stitches, it was still pretty gruesome looking and would leave anasty scar.
“Iagree,” Ireplied.
“She’sbeen through enough.”
Inodded. “We’re agreed on that too, brother.”
He let out ahuff of annoyance. “So fucking tell her that then!”
Isnorted out alaugh. “Fuck, no. You tell her if you think it’ssuch abad idea. She’syour sister.”
“She listens to you,” he replied, and Istopped to look at him.
“Are you goddamn shittin’ me, Dom? That woman don’tlisten to no one, especially not aman,especiallynot motherfucking me.” Idragged ahand down my beard and huffed tiredly. “Listen, she’sgot balls of steel, brother. If she can'thandle what she sees down there, she’ll figure it out soon enough and I’ll take her out.”
Beast had caught up and he slapped Dom on the back and added grimly, “Maybe she’ll pull out that dark side of herself that we all hide.”
“She ain’tBelle,” Dom replied, his tone like steel.
We all knew what Beast was referring to, and it was something that none of us liked to think about too much. Well, anyone but Beast. He talked about it all the time. Probably fucking jacked off to the memory of Belle torturing men under our command.
Neither of us said anything else as we made our way outside. Casa led the way toward the shed where we were currently interrogating two of the Vipers in the underground bunker we’dhad specifically built for times like this. It had been designed by Beast to reenact every man'sworst nightmares, and it did the job just fine. Soundproof, with drains that went straight to the sewers and an incinerator we’dhad to use on occasion.
Jolie had changed out of the little baby doll dress I’dfound her in and into apair of cutoff denim shorts and an AC/DC T-shirt she’dborrowed from Laney. There was no denying that she looked hot as hell, despite what she’dbeen through the past couple of days. She’dborrowed apair of Laney’sChucks too, and Icouldn’thelp but smirk as her ass sashayed across the courtyard. She obviously wasn'tused to wearing anything but heels, lipstick, and something that showed off her tits, but she made the new look work in her favor. She was fresh faced, and if it weren’tfor the devil’sglare in her eyes you’dalmost think she was innocent.
“Stop looking at her like that,” Dom said from beside me.
“I’mjust glad she’salive, brother,” Iargued.
Her hair was tied up, and the long dark ponytail hung down her back, swaying in time with her curvy ass.
Dom grunted something that suggested he didn’tbelieve me, but Ididn’tcare what he thought. Iwas done trying to defend myself and explain that Ididn’twant to bang her. She was abeautiful woman, of that there was no denying. But that was all she was to me—just abeautiful woman that Iwasn’tgoing anywhere near.
Besides, Iwasn’tthe only man staring at her ass right then. Every red-blooded male in the vicinity was staring at her.
