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Ideally, we would take several days, if not weeks, to plan a hit on another family like this, but I am not willing to risk Avalie being in this situation for that long. Right now, Avalie is leverage for Karyan. We need to get to her before she is no longer needed. Too much is unknown. If this shit wasn’t already bad enough, it is only going to get worse with that crazy bitch in charge.
ChapterForty-One
Avalie
I do not know who is trembling more, me or the men sitting in the pews with guns pointed at their faces. She literally just killed her own father. I supposed he actually meant something to her, while I am a no one.
Why should I even remotely think that she will keep me alive?
Right now, I am a bargaining chip. She is going to use me to get what she wants out of the Yakuza. Once I am no longer of use for her, she will no longer have a need to keep me.
The one stop we made after the church solidified that for me. Karyan left me in the car with a few of her hired men. After she had been gone for twenty minutes or so, one of their phones rang and I could barely hear her through the other end, “Roll her down her window, so he can see.”
One of the men promptly rolled down my window. The fucking asshole sitting next to me shoved me against the door while grabbing my hair and using it to twist my face towards the building. After holding me there for a moment, he let go and the window promptly rolled shut. A few minutes later Karyan returned to the car.
“For a man who has no proof that you truly are his,” she scoffs, “It appears that Tanaka would move heaven and Earth to ensure your safety.”
Since then, I have sat in silence the rest of the drive, while she discusses him allowing her free access to the port and something about safe passage for all of her shipments with the armed assholes in the car with us.
I have no idea where we are until we drive through Times Square. While I am not personally familiar with the area, I at least know that we are back in Manhattan.
Does that do me any good? Probably not.
After driving a few more blocks, we roll up to a gated parking garage. The driver presses a button on his visor and it slowly rolls open just long enough to let us drive through it. Once we park, my door opens and the asshole sitting next to me shoves me out of the car and into the arms of another armed asshole. He firmly grabs my arm and begins pulling me towards the elevator.
“Jesus Christ,” I yell, “You don’t have to fucking manhandle me, asshole. I’ll fucking walk.”
His grip tightens and he pulls on me so that I am looking up at his evil smile, “You’re a mouthy little bitch, aren’t you?”
I attempt to yank my arm back from him to keep walking, but his grip is too tight.
“Enough Ari,” Karyan yells to him.
While he doesn’t let go of me, his grip loosens a little and he stops dragging me behind him, allowing me to walk with him towards the elevator. When the doors open, Karyan and I enter with three of the armed men. The rest stay behind, but I do not know if it is because we will not all fit or they are headed elsewhere in the building.
When the elevator doors finally open, we immediately step into a large, luxurious apartment. I don’t see much of it as I am pulled through the living room towards the opposite end of the building. The asshole pulling me opens the door and shoves me into the room.
“Fucking asshole,” I yell back at him. I know I should be quiet and keeping my head down, but I can’t. I spent my life not bowing down to this shit, and I am not about to start now.
My words light a fire in him, because it only takes him a second to cross the distance between us. His hand violently wraps around my throat, as he slams me against the wall, before crushing me with his body. His free hand slides down my body and along my hip.
“You might want to watch your mouth when Karyan isn’t around to protect you,” his words vile as he grinds his cock against me, “Or I can fill it to shut you up.”
“Based on that limp noodle you’re rubbing against me, I don’t think you’re capable of shutting up shit.”
I have only a second to register that my words pushed him to far before his fist crashes into my face, everything immediately going black.
ChapterForty-Two
Lorenzo
Sitting around and waiting for nightfall the last several hours has nearly killed me.
How it happened may not be conventional, but somehow Avalie has become my fucking world. I may have taken her life as a payment for a debt, but in reality, that woman owns me. She owns my heart, and the mere thought of not getting her back safely makes my heart begin to race with panic. The concept of never touching her again fills me with an indescribable emptiness and rage.
This world is not prepared for me if I lose her.
It is just after midnight when our SUV’s pull into Midtown, just down the block from where Karyan’s penthouse is located. About two hours ago one of Carlo’s guys watched through the security feed as they all returned here. Karyan and several armed men brought Ava up through the elevator. Once in the penthouse, they took her to a room upstairs in the back and posted two guards outside of her door.
