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“What the fuck? I would never rape a woman!” he spits. “Why would you ask me…” He cuts himself off when I drop my gaze to my lap. He sits down beside me and grips both my hands in his. He reaches out slowly, giving me every chance to pull away. He grips my chin tenderly and lifts it until my gaze meets his. “Baby, are you working against my family? I need you to answer me that. If the answer is no, then please say it because I need to hold you.” A strangle sob tears from me as I shake my head in answer. “Thank fuck,” is all he says before he’s grabbing and pulling me into his lap where I bury my face in the crook of his neck and weep. I cling to him like he can chase all the bad from within me. I hold him close hoping that he puts all the scattered pieces of my broken body back together again.

I feel myself retreating inside my head and this time I don’t know if I will be able to come back from the darkness that tries to consume me daily. My mind was my friend whilst I was in that room, but ever since I have been freed… it’s become my worst enemy. It plays tricks on me and makes me think I’m being followed or I feel a ghost of touch over my body each night. I can feel it pulling me into the deepest recesses of my mind, waiting to consume and make me numb to the world and all the pain that I suffered.

“Her birthday is the thirtieth of May, 2018.” His voice seems so far away, I want to latch onto it. “Her favorite color isn’t just one, she loves purple and pink. Her favorite animal is a unicorn.” The sound of his voice and hearing him talk aboutherhas me wanting to fight my way out of the darkness, to come back tothem. “Her name… her name is Amelia Queen… Murdoch. You gave my baby girl my last name and named her after me in your own quirky way. Come back to us, baby.”

I want to come back to him, to come back to them both, but being present means I have to deal with the pain and nightmares that plague me all hours of the night. Even in the daylight, the monsters come from the shadows to try draw me to them. Koby and Dimitri have tried to help but knowing all those men are still out there and that they can get to me whenever they want has me shutting down, a piece of me has died each day.

I’m tired, I don’t want to fight anymore. I want to give up.

Chapter20

King

Isit here and watch as the will to live slowly drains from her eyes. I don’t know why she is staying here with these Russian scum, but knowing that she isn’t working with or for them means I don’t have to kill her. I don’t have to extract information from her. I just need to bring her back to me though, I can’t take her home like this. Mela can’t see her mother in this… state. I thought maybe telling her everything I have learned about our daughter would bring her back to me but I think I need to go down a darker path. I can see that darkness now taints her pure heart, my own darkness calls to hers.

“Thirteen. I executed all of them for ever thinking they could lay a finger on what is mine. I wanted to draw out their agony and relish in their screams for what they did to you.” Her eyes slowly begin to focus as my words start to register in her mind. “I cut each of their cocks off and nailed it to their heads as each of them were executed… Two remain alive.” For the first time since coming here I see something other than fear in her blue eyes, I see vengeance.

“Who?” She no longer sounds meek or unsure, her voice is firm and strong. I know her healing from the events she suffered through will take time for her to overcome, and I’ll be by her side every step of the fucking way!

“Mike and Donny.” She leaps from my hold and stares down at me. I search her face for any indication of what she is thinking but she has a mask of indifference in place.

“I want them.” I stare up at her in confusion.

“What?” I need her to spell it out for me. I need to hear the words from her mouth before I allow my baby to go anywhere near these sick twisted fucks to exact her revenge.

“I want toplaywith them. I want to make thembleedand watch them writhe in agony and laugh at their pain as I inflict it upon their bodies.” I can tell they have said something similar to her but the way she delivers her speech has my cock hard and wanting to be buried balls deep inside her. She may not say it out loud, and I honestly don’t know if I could handle hearing all the details of what she went through, but I know what they did to her.

“Then let me take you to them.” She nods and stalks into the bathroom closing the door behind her. I stare at it for a moment a bit stunned on what the fuck she is up to, but she comes out a minute later dressed in all black and has her shoulder length hair tied in a messy bun atop her head. The look in her eyes tells me she is not my innocent Ally anymore—she has been tainted by the bad in my world and I will spend the rest of our lives hating myself for allowing any part of my fucked-up world to touch her. I stand and grip her hand in mine as I lead her out of the room. She slams to a stop as we enter the living room. Luka, Knight and four of my guys stand around the Russian guy and the blonde bitch with guns pointed at their heads. Allison yanks her hand from mine and rushes over to them. As soon as she steps in front of Luka and Knight, they both lower their guns slightly but not all the way.

“You want to kill them? You have to go through me and we all know you won’t.” I love how confident she sounds. She knows for a fact I would never allow them to lay a finger on her, but I don’t butt in. I let her handle this. She needs to feel in control and like she has the power. Right now? She really fucking does.

“Ally…” Knight breathes her name like he can’t quite believe she is actually standing in front of him. He drops the gun to his side before reaching out to her with the other and hugging her. Her whole body is stiff and I can tell that his touch is scaring her but she won’t say it. My hands clench at my side. Those fuckers are going to pay for this. I am going to eradicate each of their family lines and make sure the Romello name never rises again. Ally pulls back but smiles up at Knight before pinning Luka with a look. He looks to me but I shrug letting him know it’s her show not mine.

“Drop the gun now or I’ll shoot you.” My brows raise, I know she has no idea how to shoot… Before I can finish my thought, she draws a gun from the back of her waistband that I didn’t even know she was fucking carrying and points it at Luka. Knight stares at her in shock while the other four point their guns at my girl. I step forward.

“Point that fucking gun at her again and I’ll kill each of you and your mothers!” They lower their guns immediately. Luka on the other hand keeps his gun pointed at the guy while looking at Allison.

“You’ve changed, Allison.” I see it now, her body doesn’t give away and betray her fear like before. Her eyes don’t show you her thoughts or feelings, she’s like… me. And I don’t know if I’m happy about that or not.

“Put the gun down or I will shoot you, Luka.” They stand there silently staring at each other for a moment, neither of them willing to budge. I watch as she slowly moves her finger over the trigger and I actually think she may shoot my boy!

“Dostatochno,”(Enough.)the blonde says. Allison peers down at her from the corner of her eye.

“She’s a fucking Russian, Ally!” Knight shouts. Her body may not quiver in fear but I can see in her eyes that Knight’s angry tone has her scared. Out of all my brothers, Knight was the closest to her, so the fact that him raising his voice makes her scared tells me the damage inflicted on her is worse than I thought. She slowly looks back to him and shakes her head.

“She isn’t who you think she is… neither is he. They helped me. They kept me alive and she stopped me from being…” She doesn’t need to finish, everyone in this room knows exactly what she was about to say. She puts her gun back into her waistband before turning to herfriends. She crouches down and pulls a… knife from her boot. She had a fucking knife as well? She cuts through the cable ties and helps them both their feet. The woman is tall, a leggy blonde who stands almost eye level with Knight. My brother sneers at her in disgust. The woman isn’t bothered as she displays nothing on her face, her body doesn’t even tense or react. I look to the guy next. He seems timid… reserved and frightened. He drops his chin to his chest causing his black hair to flop onto his forehead. Allison reaches out and places her hand on his shoulder. I narrow my eyes, she better not fucking feel anything for this fucker. “Dimitri, it’s okay.” She grips his hand in hers and then turns to me motioning for me to join her. I’d like to say I went to her because she asked but that’s a lie. I want this fucker to see from the look in my eyes that if he touches my girl, I’ll skin him alive. He slowly lifts his green eyes to mine. It floors me to see absolute fear in his gaze. I furrow my brow, he’s just a… kid.

“How old are you?” I’m shocked it’s the first question that comes out of my mouth. The blonde yanks him back and blocks my view—six guns are now pointed at her as she glares at me.

“He is not of your concern!” Allison moves to stand in front of me almost like she is protecting me. I want to scoff at the idea but the truth is, it makes me hot for my girl.

“You asked me to help youboth. I’m standing here trying to do that, Koby. Trust me like I trusted you.” Koby, that’s the leggy blonde’s name. Her and Allison stand here in a stare off for a tense moment before she nods and Allison sighs. “Lower the bloody guns, she isn’t armed!” Allison snaps.

“How can you be so sure?” Knight snaps.

“Want to try search me, Playboy?” The threat in Koby’s voice is clear. Knight glares at her.

“Enough!” All eyes turn to Allison, my girl is taking charge. “Koby, you and Dimitri need to pack your shit, we’re leaving.” Uh, what?

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