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It’s a regular fucking prison if I ever saw one.
Tyson moves into view with Skyla pressed against him. My stomach roils. Both of them are naked. And Skyla’s body is streaked with blood.
A crushing wave of red floods my vision, and I clutch the handle of my Glock 19, pointing it straight at his head.
“Let her go.” I raise my gun to his head. “She doesn’t belong to you anymore.”
Skyla’s blue eyes are wide with fear, her teeth chattering as Tyson grips her tight with one hand.
“Fuck you, Malikov. She’s the key to everything I want, and there’s no way I’m letting her go.” He holds a knife to her jugular with his free hand.
“I’ve got a gun and you have a knife. Who the fuck do you think is gonna win this battle?”
He lets out a maniacal laugh. “I dare you to pull that trigger. Do it and we both die.”
“You’re too much of an egotistical asshole to give yourself up like that. You’re a winner, right? Isn’t that what you say?” I take a few steps toward them. “You feeling lucky today? Because I sure am.”
His eyes flash with rage, his lips pulled into a tight line. “You’re a fucking loser. You and your family are finished. This won’t end with me or my father. This is bigger than you know. And now that half of the Malikovs are gone, it’s time for the other half to join them. Plans are in motion, motherfucker. You can’t stop what’s going to happen next.”
I glare at him, and fuck, my finger itches to pull the trigger.
But I know he’ll follow through with his threat and kill Skyla.
Only so that I can’t have her.
Kylian grunts behind me. I turn to see him fall through the opening and onto the floor, his crutches in hand. He struggles to get his footing. “Tyson,” he rasps. “Let my sister go. It’s over.”
“Not for me, Kyl. I only regret not shattering your leg in more places so that you’d really know the meaning of the word ‘over.’” Tyson grins. “There’s always next time. But Skyla stays with me. You know what we’ll do if you try to take her away again. You know what your family stands to lose. Every-fucking-thing. So stand down and shut the fuck up!”
My eyes latch on to Skyla’s. Something flickers in the pools of blue. Her hand drops from Tyson’s wrist, but he’s so focused on me and Kylian that he doesn’t even notice. Her fingers ball into a fist and she launches it backward, right into his junk with crushing force.
He doubles over and drops the knife. It clatters on the floor. Skyla bends to grab it and runs over to me. Kylian hobbles over to Tyson where he whimpers like a bitch on the floor. Balancing on one foot, he takes his crutch and slams it against the side of Tyson’s head.
“Now it’s fucking over,” Kylian mutters, stepping back.
“Not yet.” I walk over to Tyson, kick him onto his back, and then step on his neck. He sputters, his eyes bulging as I cut off his oxygen. He clutches my ankle, digging his fingers into me. A deep-purple color shades his face, and only then do I let up on his throat.
I want him to take a final breath, knowing it’s the last.
“This isn’t the end, Malikov,” he chokes out. “You’re about to be fucked by the devil you already know.”
“Yeah, well, this devil is gonna be sufficiently fucked in about five-four-three…”
I fire two shots, one into his chest, then one between the eyes.
His gaze clouds over as the life seeps from his body.
Skyla crumbles to the floor, sobbing as she covers herself with her arms and legs. I step around the pool of blood spreading around Tyson and fall to my knees next to Skyla. She huddles against me, shivering.
“What the hell did he do to you?” The words catch in my throat, my heart aching with every tortured cry that comes out of her mouth.
She just shakes her head, tears soaking through my t-shirt. “He’s a monster. He… he killed Laney. And now… now he’s gone, and his father will want revenge. He won’t let this go. He’ll come for you. For us.” Her teeth chatter. “He’ll never—”
“Hey, hey, hey.” I hold her close, my lips against her ear. “Don’t worry about Van Dyne, okay? I’m gonna take care of him, understand? I’ve got this.”
“What the hell are you going to do to stop him?” Kylian hobbles over to us and leans against the wall. “You going to kill him, too? Is that your answer for everything? Kill anyone before—”
“Before they get me first?” I smirk at him. “Fuck, yeah. It’s the only way to live.”
