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“She is the enemy, don’t forget that,” is all Bishop says as he and King turn away to talk, fuck knows what about and honestly, I don’t give a shit. I move toward the front of the car away from the others and sit down on the hood while we wait for Vin. My peace is short lived when Knight stands in front of me. I sigh as I run a hand down my face, I’m so not in the mood to fight with him.
“You never gave up on helping me track Rook.” His words crush me, guilt has been eating at me daily for not coming clean and telling them about the picture Anya gave me. I know I should but if there is a chance she keeps to her word and kills him if I snitch, I’ll just have to find a way to deal with the guilt until I get him back. “For that, I’ll make sure that no harm comes to that girl if she means anything to you.” I search his gaze and find nothing but the truth, he would protect her for me and not his baby mama. In Knight speak, this is his way of showing me that we are good and that alone has a sense of pride washing over me.
“She means nothing to me,” I answer. He quirks a single brow at me and shakes his head.
“Your mouth says one thing but your eyes say another. You may not want to admit it but you like this girl and she is weaving her way under your skin.” I grit my teeth, annoyed that he isn’t wrong about me caring for Anya. For some unknown fucking reason, I do care about what happens to her. I see my own fucking redemption in her eyes. I hate that I am going to have to use her like she has been used by her father her whole life. The sound of Vin’s voice in my ear has me standing straight and ready to get this shit done.
“In position, everything is clear, three in the house and no guards outside.” King and Knight both set out ahead of us, they will each take a separate route and make sure there isn’t someone that Vin missed. Minutes tick by and I begin to get anxious as Bish and I wait for word that the coast is clear. Bishop and I are both leaning against the side of the car, the tension between the both of us nauseating. I hate it but I can’t change the past and fix what I broke.
“I’m sorry,” I blurt. I feel him shift beside me. The pressure of his gaze boring into the side of my head makes me wish I never spoke but I man up and push on, while keeping my gaze focused ahead. “I never should have done what I did with Kiara.” The growl that sounds from deep within his chest alerts me to the fact I need to make my point fast or we are going to be throwing hands in seconds. “I didn’t know what she was to you then–”
“You knew exactly who the fuck she was to me, I told you to watch out for her!” I finally turn to face him. Anger shines in his eyes but for a split second I see remorse before he quickly masks it.
“Exactly! You told me to watch out for her, Bishop. You never told me she actually meantsomethingto you. Yes, I knew about the marriage but I didn’t know you loved her.” He eyes me skeptically for a second before he answers.
“Would it have changed anything?” A whoosh of air escapes me as I nod.
“It would have changed everything! I would never have… done it or even let her fight. Me teaching her to fight was my way of helping her, you didn’t see her the night I found her, Bishop. She was fucking terrified, her own shadow scared her for fuck’s sake. She needed to focus on something other than her past. I promised to teach her to fight if she kept her grades up at school.”
“Why didn’t you tell her that the scholarship was from me?” A sad smile crosses my face.
“Because she thought she was so special that a school reached out to her and wanted her to join them. For the first time she was truly happy. She saw it as her way out. I couldn’t shatter that for her.” I hate myself for lying to her. Kiara–shit, even Ally and Koby are like sisters to me. Bishop sighs and runs a hand through his hair, some of the tension drains from his body which allows me to relax slightly.
“You teaching her to fight was a… good thing.” A cocky smile spreads across my face causing him to groan. “I want to blame you for sleeping with her but the truth is… it’s my fault because I should have been man enough to claim my girl a long time ago.” His words shock me to my core. “What you did for her, I can never repay you for that. You saved her when I didn’t know she needed saving. I… I am indebted to you, Gage. As a way to try and repay that debt you should know, I had Luka file the paperwork to have your name changed legally from Matthews toMurdoch.” My mouth drops open in shock, I always wanted to be a Murdoch. Not because of that cunt Tony, but because I wanted to share the same last name as my siblings. I just never thought they–Bishop really would ever accept me enough to allow this.
“W-why?” He pulls his gaze from me and stares ahead with a blank look on his face.
“You’ve always been a Murdoch, Gage. It was just a matter of time before you became one in name.”
“But I haven’t taken the Bratva down!” He lulls his head to the side and gives me anareyou stupidlook.
“It was never about that. The fact that you would even risk your life just to infiltrate them to help us when we have done nothing for you, proves you are one of us.” I’m man enough to admit that his words have me choked up. “I know you’re close to all the girls. I doubt I will ever be okay with you spending so much time withmygirl but… I trust you.” Hearing that Bishop trusts me is like hearing your father tell you he is proud of you for the first time in your life. Before we can continue our conversation, King and Knight both give us the all clear to approach.
Ready or not here I come, baby.
Anya
Trepidation thrums through me, my mind is reeling from what Vor and Krill have just told me. I don’t know what I am supposed to do or how to even process what I have just learned. On top of all of that, Gage will be here shortly and I don’t think I can deal with any more information today or I will fucking explode. My whole world as I knew it has been flipped upside down. If what I have learned is true, then there is no way I can ever return to my old life. I’ve been outed and if my father or uncle find out, my punishment will be worse than ever before. I know for a fact Ivan would enjoy doling out my punishment. Vlad has allowed him toplaywith me before but never allowed it to get too far. Ivan is worse than Vlad, he enjoys carving you up and relishes in the screams of agony you emit.
“You have a choice,” the sound of Vor’s voice pulls me from my thoughts. “Help us and we can help you. We will honor your terms.” I eye each of them, seeing them in a new light and berating myself for not being able to see it sooner.
“How can I trust your word?” I hedge. Before Vor can answer me, Krill jumps to his feet dashing to the kitchen and grabs his gun off the counter.Show time. Vor moves to the nearest window, I lift the couch cushion I was just sitting on and grab my gun I stashed under there. I silently move toward the window near the front door and peel the curtain back just enough so I can peek out of it. My breath lodges in my throat. Either they are the stupidest mobsters in history or they have the whole place surrounded and will have us put down within a second of stepping foot outside. Gage stands there next to a man that I recognize well, Bishop Murdoch, Don to the Murdoch mafia and head of the New York crime family. Unlike Gage, Bishop looks hardened by this life. His eyes are dark and calculating, his posture is ridged, he can wear all the thousand dollar suits he likes but it will never hide the fact there is a killer beneath those clothes.
Gage looks relaxed, at ease even. He doesn’t dart his gaze around or fidget, just stands there with his hands shoved into his jean’s pockets. I drink him in. He wears a navy hoodie with the hood pulled up—his man bun should have been the first thing to give him away when he came to Russia. The only reason he was given a chance to prospect for us is because he came recommended by Marco Murelo, but upon meeting Gage, I knew who he was straight away. His ruggish bad boy looks didn’t sway me but his eyes, they did the trick. His green eyes burn with an intensity that has you thinking he can see right into your soul. I don’t know what it was but the longer I stared into his eyes, the more I began to hope that he would be the one to set me free.
“I know you’re watching me, killer.” I tense, his eyes haven’t moved at all but I get the sense he knows exactly where I am. A shiver races down my spine when he lazily turns his head and stares right at me–or the window—who fucking knows, but it causes me to drop the curtain and jump back a step. His boisterous laughter grates on my nerves. “Come on, killer, don’t be shy now. I mean, would you like me to jog your memory of a time you weren’t too shy to scream my name?” I cringe and quickly cut my gaze to Krill, shaking my head, trying to deny Gage’s claim. Krill just quirks a brow as if mocking me. Yeah, he knows I’m full of shit. I push past Krill and head straight for the front door needing to get out there and cut Gage off, the fucker is retelling the story of how he ate me out!
I throw the door open and glare right at him. I’m seething when the bastard smiles wide. “You have the biggest fucking mouth!” I snarl, which only serves to make him laugh. I cut a glance to Bishop who seems fine with Gage taking the lead on this situation. Gage’s laughter dies when Krill and Vor step out of the cabin and flank me on either side. Before they can move a single muscle, two red lasers are pointed to each of their chests. I grind my teeth in anger as I glare out at the woods in front of me.
“Awww, baby, you didn’t really think we would come alone, did you?” I turn my attention back to Gage and scowl at him.
“Quit your shit. I liked you better when you were silently brooding in the corner,” I deadpan.
“Really? And here I was thinking you liked me better on my knees eating your pussy.” I feel heat in my cheeks and bite down on my tongue. I don’t blush,ever! The fact that Gage Matthews was able to draw such a reaction from me isn’t a good thing, he’s burrowed himself deeper inside me then I thought.
“Why are you here, Gage?” I decide to cut right to it, I don’t like standing out here in the open. With two lasers trained on my guys, I’m pretty much a sitting duck. The carefree look he was sporting a second ago vanishes when he turns to his brother who nods subtly. Dread begins to pool inside me, I don’t like the way he has just walled off his emotions, his eyes cold and assessing.
“Because you are going to help me–us, take your father down.” Vor shifts next to me, in a split-second Bishop has his gun drawn and pointed right at Vor who growls in annoyance.
