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All of that bluster is gone in an instant. He’s limp in the chains, shaking from pain and sniveling like the fucking worm he is.
“So much for being the most important man in the city,” I tell him. “Where are all your bodyguards and cronies now? You’re not so fucking tough when you’re all alone, are you?”
He doesn’t say anything, just takes wet, gasping breaths of air.
That blackness in me pulses, anger rising.
I can feel all four of the men watching me, their eyes taking it all in, but none of them speak or do anything. They let me have this.
I grab a handful of Ivan’s hair and lift his head up, forcing him to look at me. “You’re not so tough,” I say, my voice low and deadly. “When it’s just you, and you’re not up against some helpless woman. Or a teenage girl. No, when you’re in real danger, you turn into a sniveling. Little. Bitch.” Each word is punctuated by me driving my knee as hard as I can into his balls.
He screams and tries to twist away from me, so I get in one more strike for good measure.
When I let him go, it’s clear the chains are the only thing keeping him upright. He sways and stumbles, falling back against the wall. His face is a mess of blood and tears and snot from his nose.
“You’re fucking pathetic,” I tell him. “If only everyone you’ve ever fucked over could see you now. If only they could see what you really are.”
My anger’s getting the better of me, making me want to drag this out, take every shitty memory I have of this man out on him. But that would take longer than I have.
I remember telling Knox that given the choice, I’d make Ivan suffer. I’d draw it out until he was begging me for death. And also that I just want him dead more than I want anything else. So why am I making this last so long? Why didn’t I come down here and kill him on sight?
I know he deserves to suffer for what he did to me and my sister, for what he does to women like Avalon, but I just want him gone.
I get in his face once again, not caring that he can’t lift his head to look at me. “I’ll tell you this because you’ll be dead soon. You’re the last one on my list. Everyone else before you already went down. Now it’s your turn. Saved the shittiest for last.”
He gurgles something that might be an insult or a plea or something. I can’t make it out, and I don’t give a fuck.
It’s time to end this.
I raise my knife one more time and drive it with all the force I can right into his chest. It plunges into his heart, killing him, and I yank it back out, flicking blood against the wall.
Ivan’s body sags in the chains, bleeding wetly, all the life gone from it. He was once someone who caused me more nightmares than any one person should ever have to face.
Now he’s dead.
I almost forgot the guys were all here for that, watching but not interfering, but then Gage steps up next to me.
“We have to get rid of the body.”
