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Esteban whistles to get the attention of all his men.“Escuchad bien todos. Nadie perjudica a mi hijoa menos que yo lo ordene. Que esto sea una lección para demostrar lo que pasa cuando me cruces.”
His men remain mute, their eyes trained on their comrade at Esteban’s feet. If Esteban is about to do what I think he is, then the guard who knocked me out is a dead man. He’ll be the lesson demonstration for the rest. Esteban’s orders are laws—betraying them even for the benefit of Esteban still gets punished.
My eyes narrow on Esteban. If no one is allowed to hurt me, then there’s no one to stop me.
Esteban turns to face me. “I give the honor to you,mi chico.”
“I’m not your boy,” I hiss, stomping forward. The cock of his pistol halts me.
Esteban circles me. “A man who hunts down the woman he loves, fights with everything he has, scales a fucking twenty-foot hole with his bare hands, and dares to disrespect me in front of my men could only be a son of mine.”
I want to argue with him but his gun is aimed at me. He spins it on his finger, holding it out for me. “And as my son, you will put a bullet into the man who did this—” he taps at his head “—to you.”
With a snarl, I snatch the gun. But before I can make a move, Esteban’s goons step in front of him.
Smart.I’d rather put a bullet in him instead of this poor sap at my feet.
The man in front of me weeps. There’s no way out for him. As much as my head fucking kills, I wouldn’t kill a man over it. But in Esteban’s twisted mind, this man did me wrong and must pay the price.
To hell with this shit.“No,” I say flatly.
Esteban sighs. “Obstinate still, I see. No matter. You will obey orders soon enough.” He takes a pistol from one of his guards, steps forward, and pulls the trigger. The soldier who supposedly hit me in the head lies lifeless on the ground.
With Esteban out of his pocket of protection, I see an opportunity. Quickly, I raise the pistol and pull the trigger.
Click.
I pull the trigger again.Click.
The fucker gave me an empty gun, knowing I wouldn’t shoot the soldier. He banked on me taking a shot at him. The cocksucker thinks he has me all figured out.
Well, fuck that noise.
Tossing the pistol, I charge, colliding into Esteban with my shoulder. We fall with a heavythudon the wet ground. I scramble to straddle his waist.
Esteban’s eyes widen with alarm. Fucker didn’t see that coming.
With a vile smile, I swing my fist at his face, connecting with his jaw. Before I can get another punch in, I’ve got several arms wrapped around me and hauling me off him.
Frustrated, I roar out, fighting against the men holding me back. Esteban stands, dusting himself off. His death glare could freeze a man solid, but not me. His stare is no different from the one I see staring back in the mirror every morning. I’m immune.
“I get your anger. I understand your hatred. But I will not tolerate my son attacking me.”
With a cock of his head, his men force me to my knees, wrapping ropes around my wrists. My arms are pulled taut away from my body. Someone rips my jacket and shirt down the middle of my back, cool air licking up my spine.
“Tráeme el látigo.”
If this asshole thinks he’s going to whip me into submission, he’s got another thing coming.
One of the soldiers hands Esteban a bullwhip. He holds it out in front of me to see my punishment. I bare my teeth at him.
“You give me no choice, Maceo,” he says regrettably. “You’re as stubborn as yourmadrewas. It must be beaten out.”
I see red. “Did you beat mymamáwith a bullwhip, you sick fuck?” I already plan on killing him, but so help me if he whipped her… I’ll make his death extra slow and painful.
Esteban looks almost pained by my question. “Whip her? No, never. I had other ways of controlling her.”
“You mean tying her to your bed and raping her? Is that how you controlled her? I saw the villa inCiénega.That was the only way you could have gotten her to spread her legs for you. She never would have done so willingly,” I snap.
