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Regrets & Rage
-Dario-
I’ve never actually seen The Carver work. I’ve seen the change in Jameson when the voices get the best of him and The Carver comes out to play, but I’ve never witnessed him do this. We’ve been killing since we were thirteen years old. We’re killers for the mob and cartel, plain and simple. It’s unclear why Dalton made Jameson into a killer since neither of them were born or bred into the mob or cartel, but I’m pretty sure this is all a set up to get close to the families. Dalton’s sister was married to my uncle Vito until they killed her just like all the other women in our family. My sister will be next in line, but Giovanna doesn’t stand a chance if my father is still breathing. The night we killed ‘The mother’s’ was Dalton’s initiation into the family. In order to be in our ranks, Jameson’s mother Gloria, who was a prostitute, or a more elegant term for the senator, a “high-end escort,” fell pregnant with Jameson and had to die. Dalton didn’t bat an eye—not even when they forced the three of us to fuck the dead corpses of each other’s mother and take turns with Jade’s mom. The Aces are depraved and sadistic, never getting their hands dirty. That’s what we do; that’s what they created us for, not because they love us. The Aces know nothing about love. They made us kill the only ones who loved us, but they will pay one way or another. They are dead to us, for everything they have done, especially this. Even if D’mitri did the dirty work, this is all on them, and their sins will not go unanswered. They better pray to their devil for sanctuary because the devils they created are coming for them.
Sitting on the couch with Kayla, I wait for Jade to return from the shower. I feel useless as guilt riddles my mind. Yet again, we were put in a situation where we just watched. I said repeatedly he was going to hurt Jade, just like he hurt Amelia, but this was so much worse. D’mitri raping and cutting her is engrained in my brain and I can’t unsee it. Even after beating the shit out of him, I am still a bucket full of rage. I’m not sure where this leaves us. She is barely making eye contact, let alone showing any emotions. The most that’s been ripped from her, is the orgasm The Carver gave her, and that pissed me off. I know when he’s like this, he kills and kills and kills; there’s no reasoning with The Carver. Any woman he’s ever been with either ends up dead or is dead. No one—not even Amelia, could match his energy. But Jade is the only one I’ve ever seen, come close. I’m trying to remain seated and watch The Carver work, but my mind is telling me to go to her. I also don’t want to smother her, or better yet, I’m afraid of her wrath and rejection. We were having such a good night between us, claiming her earlier in the day and gifting her with the collar. Those diamonds came out of my personal collection, I have a thing for buying the rarest diamonds; I also sell them to billionaires. It’s a fast way to make cash that doesn’t have the mob attached to it. Jade looked ravishing in her skirt and top looking like Harley Quinn. That collar, and her hair pulled into those bouncy little pigtails, made her look like a perfect Harley. I wanted to pull those pigtails while I slammed into her from behind. Seeing her on the dance floor grinding on Kayla, the way her thick hips moved and her plump ass shaked, I just couldn’t stand back and watch any longer. I needed to feel her in my arms, it’s where she belongs. Before my thoughts take me to places it can’t go tonight, Jade enters the room gasping at the sight of Jameson. I watch for a few minutes and then feel my phone vibrating. I remove it from my suit jacket and see it’s Gio.
Gio: Boss, Jade’s house has been compromised; all the men I stationed there are dead. I was sent this photo.
Gio: Multimedia Message Click to open.
Clicking on the picture to download, I see all our men hanging from Jade’s gates. Fuck.
Gio: I was just sent this one as well. Multimedia Message Click to open.
It’s a picture of Jade in the shower, which has my blood fucking boiling. What the fuck?!
I stand in a panic ready to run through the house to see if whoever D’mitri had helped him, was still in the house, but as I stand and turn, a gun is at my forehead. Not today motherfucker. I quickly raise my arm up and twist his wrist backwards making him automatically let go of the gun. I retrieve it quickly, and before he can head butt me, I press the barrel of the gun to his head, cocking it for emphasis.
“Back the fuck up, Ryker,” I spit. He just presses his head harder into the barrel not giving a flying fuck that I could very well pull the trigger.
“Ryker, back up. It’s okay, Babe.” Kayla pleads with him. He glances over at her. Dumb move if you ask me. But I’m not a threat, and he knows it. Asshole. He steps away and goes over to her, grabbing her face in his hands and kissing her. I look over to Ryder, who’s pointing the gun at Jameson who has Jade on her knees. Fuck.
“Let go of my sister, motherfucker.” He cocks the gun as Jameson just smiles sinisterly. Jade stands and puts her hands on her hips, gearing up to rip him a new asshole but Ryker interrupts.
“Is that my enforcer dissected on the table? What the fuck is going on? Why is D’s cut sitting on the chair? Someone better start talking.” I blow out a breath, ready to speak but Kayla chimes in.
“After you texted me wanting to warn Jade that this sick fuck was here, I couldn’t find her. I left the party and checked the guys’ room, and then our suite, and saw she wasn’t there either. So I went into her safe and grabbed her piece before coming here to make sure she was okay.” Ryker grabs her, wrapping his hand around her throat.
“And in what part of all that did you forget to let us know what the fuck was going on?” She shoves him away. Smacking him in the face. Oh shit. He growls at her, but she gives him a stern look.
“If you would shut the fuck up and let me finish and stop man handling me, then you would know the rest of the story.” He adjusts himself and gives her a little bow. This guy is a clown. She’s got her hands full.
When I arrived here, the front lawn was scattered with dead security guards. I crept into the house, seeing your fucking sister tied to the coffee table, beaten, and your fucking enforcer raping her. I found these three tied to the chairs, bleeding out from their wrists, so I shot D’mitri three times.” She pokes Ryker in the chest. “And another thing, how many times did I tell you he wasn’t fucking trustworthy? He was a snake this whole fucking time, and I was right. So you owe me, Dickhead.” She scolds, stepping away, but he pulls her back in. I look over to Jade who’s standing next to Jameson, holding his hand.
“Wait, how the fuck did D’mitri get you all here? I have so many questions.” Ryder asks, putting his gun into the back of his pants.
“Listen, before we discuss tonight’s bullshit, we need to check the house. Someone was helping D’mitri. My guy Gio received two pictures while D was in here. One was of our men hanging from the gates, which I’m sure you’ve seen on the ride in, and the other was Jade in the shower only a few minutes ago.” No one says a word.
“Go to the closet and grab some guns. If this mother fucker is still in my house, he doesn’t get out alive.” Jade asserts. There’s my girl.
“Can someone please cover the faceless head just staring at me like a creep? Who beheaded him? Like what the fuck? You’re a sick motherfucker to do all that shit. Jesus.” Ryder says skeeved out. Jameson steps up putting his hand out.
“It was me, I’m The Carver. It’s so nice to meet you!” The twins look at one another and pale.
“You’re The Carver?” Ryker asks.
“Yep, sure am.” Jameson replies nonchalantly. Like his presence isn’t fucking terrifying. Ryder shakes his hand, laughing.
“Holy shit, man. You’re a legend! I can’t believe I know The Carver. Little big sis, you’re fucking The Carver, holy shit!”
“We don’t have time for this; let’s go hunt.” Jade says, grabbing Jameson. Spade comes from the closet handing out guns to us all, including Kayla.
“Babe, don’t shoot us.” Ryker laughs at her.
“Fuck you, bitch. Keep it up, and I’ll shoot your dick off!” she retorts.
