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“Lik,” Sam says, still pointing the knife at Viktor, his eyes on him like a wildfire ready to destroy everything in its path. “Tell our friend here what happened to the last man who touched our girl.”
“Dead,” I say simply, barely able to contain the excitement.
“And the one before that?”
“Dead.”
“And the ten before that?”
“Dead.” I’m practically jumping on the spot, ready to see more blood.
“I’m no fortune teller, Viktor,” Sam says with a hint of mockery in his tone. “But I’m going to say your odds don’t look too good.”
“You said you wouldn’t kill him,” Rose insists. “You said–”
“I lied,” he cuts her off. “The same way you did. Because it would get me what I wanted. See, now I get to kill him. And I get the girl. Perfect score.”
“Princess,” I rasp in her ear. “He was about to hurt you really badly. Don’t let yourself forget it. He is not a good man.”
“I know,” she whimpers.
“Let us end him,” I insist. “Because whoever hurts you, doesn’t get to see another day.”
“I know,” she says a bit more firmly.
And Sam doesn’t need any more encouragement than that.
There’s a smile on his face when he grabs Viktor at the back of the head and sticks the knife into the side of his throat. It’s neat, with a speed no one could ever stop. Viktor Volkov doesn’t even get to make a sound when he drops to the floor.
The perfect, clean kill.
My boyfriend is a professional, after all. He’s not here to make a mess.
There’s a long silence that ensues. Rose doesn’t say anything. Maybe she doesn’t believe it, maybe she finally feels free. I’m not sure. But when I release her waist, she takes a step back from all of us.
Sam’s eyes go from me to Rose and then to the body at our feet. The guard to whom I gave a death smile.
“Is Kill paying us a visit, then?” he says softly to me.
“You bet your ass, baby. And I’m ready to kill some more. Let’s paint the walls with the blood of the men who hurt her.”
He nods and looks at Rose again. Her eyes are on Viktor’s body.
“Lovebug–”
“Let’s find the girls,” she cuts him off. Noticeably not ready to deal with the death of her captor.
“The girls?” I ask, confused, even as Sam seems to get it right away.
“The girls, Lik. The ones I told you Aleksei keeps for himself. The nine-year-old girl who is going to grow up and die at the hands of a rapist if I don’t get her out,” she rages. God, she is the sexiest woman alive with this red satin dress and blood on her lips.
“Right,” I nod. “Thegirls.”
“Yes, the fucking girls!” she yells angrily. “The ones I said I wanted to save when you promised me you wouldn’t kill Viktor.” So, I guess she is a bit mad at us for killing Viktor. She rolls her eyes at me, waiting for me to react, but all I see is how sexy she looks right now.
“That was sexy. Do it again.”
“No.”
