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Some of them, at least.
"You took your time," Fabio chuckled, not one bit fazed by the many guns pointed at his chest. It didn’t matter to him. He truly believed that he was untouchable, and in truth, he was. For every gun that was aimed at his chest, two more were aimed at me.
"You killed your brother," Fabio stated, not even flinching at the sight of Yegor's lifeless body crumpled on the floor. "That's two of my sons, bastard."
"Sounds like we're even," Trigger shot back without missing a beat. "Two of your family members for two of mine.”
Fabio tilted his head to one-side, considering this. "Hmm." With a carefree shrug, he smiled. "I believe that sounds about right – if you consider whores to be of the same value as my sons. Which I don’t."
"I don’t care what you consider fair. We had a deal," Trigger replied in a deathly cold voice as he moved for me, gun still cocked and aimed at his father. "You have no honor."
Hooking an arm around my waist, he lifted my weight up and then inclined his head to one of his men.
Immediately, the guard came and untied me and I fell heavily against Trigger, body limp and aching.
"Be smart here, son," Fabio mused. "Every act has a consequence. You know this. Shoot me and she dies. Shoot another one of my men and she dies. If one more bullet flies in this room today, she dies."
"Fuck you," Trigger seethed. "Animal."
"Put your guns away, gentlemen," Fabio chuckled. "I have no intention of killing your prince today."
"Ashton is mine." Keeping his arm hooked around my waist, Trig pressed me into his side and cocked the hammer on his gun.
Sagging against him, I felt my arms go around his waist and my tears fell freely.
"You do not touch her." Trembling with unbridled fury, he let his emotions get the better of him and switched his attention to my face, gaze roaming wildly over my body.
His eyes darkened, settling on my neck.
"Bastardo!" he roared, truly livid. Shoving his gun into the waistband of his pants, his fingers moved to my neck. "Corderito–"
"And there it is," Fabio said, sounding like he was scolding a misbehaving child. "Your distraction is a weakness.Sheis your weakness, Trigger. She always has been. If I wanted to kill you right now, you would be dead. Do you know why? Because you turned your back on me. Rule number one; never take your eye off your target and especially not for a whore."
"You do not collar my woman!" Trig roared, entirely distracted, as he freed my neck and tossed the leather back at his father. "She is not your fucking slave!"
"Someone needs to collar her," Fabio replied calmly. "Your whore is out of control, Trigger. You need to break her in like a brood mare. You need to break herspirit."
"She isnotmy whore!" Trig roared, vibrating with rage.
Backing slowly from the room, he pushed me behind him and yet somehow managed to keep his arm around me and hold me up as we moved.
I was thankful for his help, knowing that I didn’t have the energy to hold myself up on my own.
"Oh yes, I forgot," Fabio mocked with a chuckle. "She is yourqueen."
"She has her father's blood running through her veins and I, regrettably, have yours," Trigger taunted back. "Which means that we hold more power together than you ever can. And unlike you, I do not fear my woman. I worship her."
"Careful, son," Fabio warned. "Any more of this fighting talk, and I might begin to think that you want my throne."
"I piss on your throne," Trigger sneered with a shake of his head. "I will not forget this," he added, pushing me through the doorway and into the arms of one of his guards, who quickly removed his jacket to drape around me. "I will not forgive what happened today."
"My patience is wearing thin," Fabio replied coldly. "Don’t push too far, boy."
"Kill me," the girl who had been mercilessly raped before me cried out then, eyes locked on Trigger. "Please have mercy and kill me."
Stiffening, Trig glanced down at the girl and then back to his father.
Keeping his eyes locked on his father, he pulled his gun from the waistband of his pants and pointed it at the girl. "Que Dios se apiade de tu alma."
