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Son of a bitch of a fucking mother fucking stabbed me!
"I brought you into this world, so I'm damn well taking you out of it. You were nothing but a burden to me ever since I conceived you. You damn parasite." Her words sounded muffled to my pounding ears.
"Then why even have me in the first place?" I gasped through the pain of the knife in my gut.
"Your dad was too honorable of a man to leave me if I got pregnant. I tried to get rid of you after the shotgun wedding, but you survived like a damn cockroach in a nuclear bombing." Okay, that stung, no lie. I knew my mother never wanted me, but to hear about her attempted abortion on me struck a new blow to me. "If your damn father wasn't so doting then I would have smothered you the first day in the hospital. Damn fool hovered over you like a hawk."
"Hanna!"
I couldn't tear my raging eyes away from my mother to look at Lev when I heard his voice from the doorway. The only reason why I pulled my attention away was because of the gunshot a little ways from me.
Out of the corners of my eyes, I could see my aunt holding a gun in the door's direction, and more men started to crowd around. "No one move, or she'll get eviscerated," Lilian warned.
"You're not gonna walk out of here, so might as well surrender." Arseny—or maybe Alexei—spoke up.
"That's where you're wrong. If I die, then she," Lilian jabs a finger in my direction, "Dies too. If you do not let me and Gia leave the area unharmed then I'll have Hanna gutted on the spot."
"What if we just shoot you dead right now? We outgun you, and we can shoot Gia faster than she could inch that knife in Hanna." Lev challenged with a sneer—damn idiot.
"Shoot me or Gia dead and the whole building goes up in flames." Lilian's devilish smirk meant she'd won. "You see this?" Holding her free wrist up, she showed off an expensive-looking watch. "Specially designed by a good friend that detects vitals. I had them rig it to bombs in the area, so if my heart ceases to beat then the bombs go off. A good city block will go up in chaos."
Biting my tongue, I held my challenge of her bluff back. Half of me doubted her because she was too honorary of a person to kill herself like that—even if she did go out with a bang, literally. The other half very much believed her because she was a woman with nothing to lose at this point.
She had the means and connections to make such a thing happen, so I didn't doubt her there. If she had rigged the area, none of us would be safe. The last thing I wanted was to make Angel a widow with two kids—I caught a glimpse of Nikolai next to Stepan on the roof of the building. Being responsible for the end of the Volkov Bratva was not what I wanted to be known for in death.
Locking my shaky eyes with Lev, I gave him an apologetic look. "L-lower your weapons." I gasped out reluctantly. "Let them go."
Lev's eyes widened initially in response. "What? Is the blood loss getting to your brain? They ran you and Stepan off the road, kidnapped you, tortured you, sold you off to a pig of a man, oh and don't forget your own damn mother has a knife buried in you right now." Trust me, I didn't want to believe the words that came out of my own mouth either.
"I can't be responsible for your deaths, so let them go," I begged the Volkov brothers with a sad smile before turning my attention to Lilian, who zoned in on me with a smug expression. "Leave, just leave. You have more than enough money to live the rest of your life in luxury, so leave. You and I have no business together, so just accept that and leave."
"Or I can have them go into business with me now while I have everyone on the line." Lilian's lips curled into a dark grin.
"I'm going to tell you now, the longer you try to get your way, the less your chances of escape will be. No doubt Stepan and or Nikolai heard everything just now through their communications systems. It won't be long until they have Bao or Nicole dispatch an emp or their little bomb sniffers to disable everything before you even know it." It was a plausible bluff, and I only hoped they were stupid enough to buy it.
By some miracle, they did. "Fine, but if any of you pursue us then I will end you." With a nod at one of the live guards in the room, they came over and swapped places with Gia. "They will be on the phone with me until Gia and I are safe, if they give me any indication that something funny is happening, then I set the bombs off. Got it?"
With no other option currently, as if I could think of any with half of my blood on the floor, I agreed and gave the order to the others to stand down. God, I hope this won't blow up in my face, literally.
My aunt and mother ran away like rats in a matter of seconds. If only my torment lasted seconds; it felt like hours before my aunt's voice came on the other line, informing the guard of her safety. Poor guard thought that meant they were safe too, but they got played like a sacrificial pawn.
Fresh blood painted my face following a gunshot the moment news about my aunt's safety came over the speakers of the phone, and the guard's headless body joined at my feet with the others before him.
"Get this knife out of me," I demanded in a fading voice as the fog of unconsciousness further clouded my mind.
"No, do not move that knife," Alexei spoke up while shoving himself to the front. "Release her, then Lev, I'm gonna need you to carry her very carefully to the car. And I repeat, do not remove the knife."
Okay, general rule of thumb: do not remove an object from a body because that object is the only thing keeping the bleeding at bay. I knew the rule; everyone here in the room probably knew it, but fuck it. They weren't the one with the knife in them! I wanted the damn thing out! Now!
The pressure from the muzzle fell away from my face. "Hanna, I need you to stay with us, stay awake, talk and say anything you want, even if it's completely stupid, I just need you to stay awake." Alexei's face was right there, yet he sounded miles away underwater.
"Tired... Want Daddy." I intended to say a full sentence, but only some words came out coherently.
A wave of comfort washed over me when the familiar scent of spices and gunpowder drowned me, along with a pair of arms. "I am here, malenkaya, I'm here. Stay awake for me, can you do that? Stay awake for me like a good girl?"
"Want to... Can't... Sleep." Did God push the slo-mo button on his remote? Or was this a bad trip?
"Hanna!"
