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Somewhere behind me, a door opens, and a familiar scent coils itself around the basement’s decay.
Ada.
“Eyes forward,” Semenov snarls, as I attempt to turn around.
“Screw you.”
I try again, and there’s a blistering pain across my cheek as his knife slices my skin open.
“Look at my fiancée without my permission,mudak, and I’ll take out your eye.”
“Ada!” I shout, glaring up at him.
“Frankie?” Her whispery response sends shivers into my soul. She sounds scared, and I can’t reach her.I can’t fucking reach her.
“Keep your mouth shut!” Semenov lunges forward and slices open my other cheek, the vicious sting making me slump back into my chair with a groan.
“Ah, there you are,daughter,” says O’Sullivan, my insides twisting as I watch his eyes roving over her in a way that’s nowhere near fatherly. “You’ve caused me so much trouble today. We can’t wait to punish you for it.”
I go to lunge at him, but a savage crack to the back of my head skids my legs out from under me.
“Let him go!” I hear her cry. “Do whatever you want with me, but please just let him go.”
“No!”
The next punch has me crashing sideways into Danny.
“We can’t win this one, Lastra,” I hear him mutter. “But we can make the comeback stronger.”
“I can’t wait that long.”
One of O’Sullivan’s men binds my hands with black duct tape as the Irishman crouches down in front of me, gently tapping the tip of his knife against his chin.
“Did you fuck her?” he asks, his grey eyes gleaming. When I don’t answer, he skims his knife over my crotch. “Think carefully now. One wrong answer, and you won’t be sliding your cock into anymore pussy in your lifetime.”
I don’t want any others. Just hers.
I hold his gaze, never wavering. Giving my answer with the faintest curve of my lips. Like Semenov, he doesn’t deserve my confirmation in words. What Ada and I made together is too valuable to give away.
“Very well.” He rises to his feet and motions impatiently to Ada who’s standing behind me. “Did you know she likes to dance, Lastra?”
I go very still.
“I had a camera installed in her room. Every night she twirls and prances about like a prima ballerina.”
Ada is pushed in front of me. She’s still wearing her dirty white dress, and she’s shaking like a leaf, but there’s a quiet defiance in her eyes that makes her a fucking queen.
“Shall we see her dance now?” O’Sullivan gives her a hard shove, making her stumble. “Come on, entertain us. Entertain yourhusband-to-be….”
Her eyes dart nervously from him to me as the Russian appears on the other side of her, dangling a metal baseball bat between his fingers.
“You’re keeping us waiting, sweetheart. One last dance for the boys.”
Last?
Why last?
“I told you to fuckingDANCE!” he screams suddenly, his mask of calm dropping to reveal the true monster underneath.
