“Remember how you killed her before you let that bastard rape me?” I point at Anton, my hand trembling as the rage pours back into my chest. “Remember how you locked me in the basement for a week, forcing me to listen to Simona crying, all because I tried to escape?” The sentence ends on a scream, andI begin to see red. “You drove me to insanity,” I hiss while I grip the handle of the bat with both hands and swing at my father.
This time I don’t lose it. I stay present, feeling every blow shuddering through my arms. I see how the bat slams into his ribs, side, and hip.
Just as I begin to grow tired, I dart over to Anton and bring the bat down on his groin.
The pain-filled roar from him is the best sound I’ve heard in a really long time.
Walking out of the cell, I drop the bat on the floor and cover my mouth with my hands as I gasp for air.
Finally, I get to hurt them.
Sucking in deep breaths, I turn around and hurry to Georgi. He lifts me off my feet and engulfs me in his strong arms.
I cling to him as the first sob breaks over my lips.
I will get to kill them.
Chapter 30
Georgi
We spent the evening watching two movies with Simi while she narrated them before falling asleep on my lap.
After we tuck her into bed, we head to my room, and when I grab a pair of shorts from the walk-in closet, seeing Nina’s clothes makes me grin.
I forgot she moved in while I was gone.
Turning around, I watch as she pulls the covers back on the bed before fluffing out the pillows.
Only then does it sink in that Nina is truly mine.
I get to fuck her tonight and sleep with her in my arms.
My grin widens as I walk toward the bathroom. “Come shower with me.”
“Oh…okay.”
While I turn on the faucets so the water can warm up, I grab my beard trimmer and tame the bristles on my jaw. I haven’t had a clean-shaved jaw since I graduated from school.
Nina comes into the bathroom and sets down her pajamas on the counter before looking around awkwardly, like she doesn’t know what to do.
I set down the trimmer and clear the bristles away, before unbuttoning my shirt. My eyes remain locked on my woman as I undress, and once I’m naked, I move in on her.
“Arms up, baby.” I keep my tone low and intimate, and when she does as I say, I pull her shirt off over her head.
She bends over to unzip her boots before removing them, and once she straightens up, I undo the button of her slacks.
When she’s naked, and I get to feast on the perfection that’s her body, my teeth tug at my bottom lip.
“What a fucking masterpiece.”
She lets out a nervous chuckle before stepping closer, and while my cock is rock hard and ready for her, she begins to inspect my healing wounds.
“Oh hell no.” Gripping hold of her hips, I lift her off her feet and pull her thigh to my side so she’ll get the memo and wrap her legs around me. “No checking the bruises. I have other things I want to do with you.”
Her cheeks turn pink as I step into the shower with her. I pin her back to the wall, and with her pussy hot against my abs and her breasts squashed to my chest, I duck my head and take her mouth.
Nina is so fucking light, it takes no effort to keep her imprisoned to the tiles, and while the warm water hits my back, I rub her cleavage and sides of her tits, which are officially my favorite part of her body.
