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“What did they say?”
“They were bitching about two women belonging to the Italians escaping them. One was pissed as hell about being kicked in the balls. Others about having to run a lot, or some shit like that. ”
“Anything else?”
“No. Some big guy broke up the party and sent the girls away before she could get much detail. He was furious about the men failing. Saying he was going to cut them into pieces and feed them to his dogs.”
“Petrov.” Both Matteo and I ground out through our teeth.
“You have an address?” Matteo asked.
“Of course.”
After obtaining the address to the warehouse we loaded a dozen of our best men into SUVs, changing into combat gear on the way. We parked the vehicles down the street and snuck around to cover all the entrances. For as cautious as the Russians usually were they obviously were not expecting someone to find their hideout and retaliate with hours of their botched kidnapping.
We had caught them completely off guard.
It was a slaughter.
After breaching the doors we engaged them on all sides. Unprepared, out-manned and out-gunned, the fight lasted about two minutes. What happened after took much longer.
Matteo kept his calm persona about him the whole night, but set the beast loose when he got started on the survivors. Knives were Matteo’s favorite and knew how to inflict maximum pain without causing a quick death.
I didn’t hesitate to join in. They tried to take my woman from me. So I retaliated the only way I knew how. The man inside me who had been groomed to feel no discomfort in causing enormous amounts of pain to others when needed, enveloped me like a shroud. Not a glimmer of shame passed through me during the tedious process of torture. Not even when we removed their heads and placed them on the furniture like throw pillows.
We were so covered in blood by the time we were done, all the vehicles need to be delivered to the cleaners. I had Matteo drop me off at the back entrance of Ecstasy so I could use my office bathroom to clean up. I did not want to chance Becka seeing me like that. I didn’t want to bring any of that shit home to her until it became unavoidable. I knew I wouldn’t be able to shield her forever, but would for as long as I could manage.
The club had been closed for hours so only guards stood watch at the moment.
By the time I showered and put on fresh clothes, a member of the cleaning crew was waiting outside my office for my bag of bloody clothes. I climbed into the Mercedes that I kept at the warehouse and headed home just as sunrise began approaching.
Inspecting myself in the mirror I felt as bad as I looked. I was used to no sleep. I could run on very little sleep for days, no matter how taxing my job became.
Until today.
The emotional stress on my mind drained me dry.
The worry, anger and regret concerning Becka pulled me into a state of unrest. How she slayed me with her words of forgiveness confused me. It couldn’t be real. I considered the fact that maybe she just said it in the moment because she needed comfort. That maybe today she would change her mind.
Or the possibility that if she found out what I did after leaving her she would defiantly change her mind. Holding her in bed was the first time I had cuddled with anyone, and I loved it.
I wanted to hold her until she fell asleep every night.
I pressed my hands on the counter, eyes squeezing shut. If she knew even a fraction of what I’d done after leaving her side she would think me a hideous monster. I am a monster. For the first time, I hated myself for it.
Becka will never truly want me.
Gritting my teeth I stormed out of the bathroom, in need of a good workout to clear my head.
