Page 43 of Bratva Kingpin


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An hour passed and Baldy returned with two armed men. He strode to the catatonic girl and yanked her to her feet. She didn’t say a word, didn’t even look up. Her eyes looked empty, like a blank canvas.

The door shut behind them, and there was a collective sigh of elation. Part of me wanted to yell at the girls. The more realistic part of me was just as terrified.

“He always picks her,” Anna said, her voice shaky.

I felt sick, even more so because I couldn’t deny a part of me felt relieved at the thought I’d be safe from him a little longer.

“We’re going to be okay,” I said, needing to hear the words.

Anna looked up. “Sure.”

She smiled, but I could tell she only did it to placate me. I probably looked like a hot mess, lying on the floor, pain still wracking my body.

“He will come for me,” I whispered. “I know he will.”

Kristoff and the guys. They were my home.

But it wasn’t Kristoff who came for me. It was Baldy, returning with the catatonic girl by his side. Once again the door opened and all the girls huddled in a corner, making themselves small. Anna and I were the only ones who didn’t move. I was still in too much of pain after my electric shock, and Anna seemed to think it was pointless. If they wanted you, she’d told me, they would have you.

Baldy let go of the girl, who stared into oblivion. I got up, no longer able to bear how she was just standing there with her hair a mess and blood on her busted lip. I walked up to her and gently guided her to a mattress on the floor in one corner. It wasn’t much, and it was dirty, but it was the only soft spot in the room.

She dropped onto it and curled up into a ball.

I turned to Baldy. “I’m going to kill you for this.”

The smirk left his face. He ominously shut the door behind him and came at me.

He pointed to the floor. “On your knees.”

“You get on your damn knees,” I snapped.

A shocked whisper went through the room.

It wasn’t me Baldy went after, though. He beckoned Anna to come to him. I frantically shook my head at her, but after a deep breath, she did as he asked.

He grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. Anna screamed, and I heard a bone snap.

“You asshole!” I lunged at him.

He pushed Anna away, and she bounced against me. I tried to keep her up, but like a ragdoll she dropped onto her side, holding her broken arm.

“Romanov whore,” Baldy spat. “I said, on your knees.”

I dropped next to Anna, and my gut churned when she looked away from me. A few of the other girls started crying. I felt like the worst person alive, having caused Anna pain.

“Who do you want me to hurt next?” Baldy asked. His eyes landed on the catatonic girl, and a wave of nausea hit me. I couldn’t be responsible for another woman getting abused because of me.

With shaking legs, I got down on my knees before him. He immediately yanked his pants down and pulled out his cock.

My knees ground into the ice-cold floor and my body trembled with revulsion. He fisted my hair and pulled my face closer. Tears sprang into my eyes and I gagged. My stomach lurched at the thought of what was about to happen.

For a moment I felt as if I’d never left that gazebo where Boris and Mikhail were about to do the same thing to me. These past three years I had been both toughened up and pampered by the Romanov guys. I knew, unlike these girls did, that they would come for me. I just needed to stay alive long enough.

I channeled my inner vampire slayer and struck. My hand shot out and clawed into Baldy’s balls. Before he could make a move, I bit him right in the sack.

His scream, a high falsetto appropriate for the bitch he was, gave me immense pleasure. He nearly pulled my hair out while trying to get my teeth away, but I didn’t let go until I tasted blood.

It was as if a crazy demoness took hold of me. There I was, on my knees before a man who could drink my blood, and I laughed. Blood dripped from my lips onto my chin, and I wiped it away while giving Baldy my meanest grin.

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