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Her eyes fall shut as she lets out the air from her lungs. She slightly nods her head before thrusting her eyes open. Angel leans in, kissing my cheek, then drops her arms, stepping away. “Be careful out there today. And bring Gabe home in one piece,” she commands.
My lips turn up, trying to give her a smile but fall short. “Copy that, boss,” I tease and walk out of the room.
Chapter 17
Gabriel
Kingslicesthebladethrough my arm once again. I’ve lost track of the injuries I’ve sustained at his hands.
I bite down on the rag that he’s shoved in my mouth to keep myself from screaming. King goes back and forth between wanting to hear me scream and taking joy from knowing that I can’t.
One thing that hasn’t changed is that he loves seeing me bleed. It feeds his ego by tormenting my mind, body and soul until he’s ready to end my suffering and my life.
My head sags down to my chest as my body begins shaking from pain overwhelming my system. I’ve been teetering the line between life and death for days now.
Every time I blackout, I wake with a surge of energy. King has a line of syringes waiting to inject me with. The amount of adrenaline flowing through makes my heart feel like it will explode at any moment.
He wants to play God. He thinks I’ll eventually give in and beg him to stop, but I’ll never give him that satisfaction. I won’t let him have this win. It goes against everything that I stand for. If I go out like this, I’ll go quietly into the dark.
This man has taken everything from me. I hope he’s prepared to kill me because the first opportunity I get, I’ll be returning the favor.
I’ve lost track of how many days I’ve been held hostage. My men should be scouring the streets to find me, and with every day that passes, I lose a little more hope of being rescued.
King pulls the gag from my dry, blood crusted lips. “Now, if you give me one good scream, I'll give you a break and let your body heal. Pinky swear.” Holding his pinky out to me as a sinister grin spreads across his face.
The sound of his voice is like dragging nails across a chalkboard. It’s annoying as fuck and makes my skin crawl with irritation.
“Fuck off.” My throat is so dry and scratchy that I barely get the words out.
“I don’t swing that way, but thanks for the offer,” he chuckles, picking up the drill from the table beside me.
I pull on the straps that bind my arms to this chair, but it’s no use. I’m at his mercy.
“You wouldn’t be running that mouth of yours if you faced me like a real man,” I try goading him.
King holds the drill above my left thigh, baring his teeth at me. This is the only way he’s been able to make me scream so far. My right leg already has three holes in it. I guess that means he’s moving on to the other one now.
“Oh, you’d like that, wouldn’t you? The chance to take out the big bad wolf?” King taps my cheek, then roughly pulls my hair back, tilting my head so that I’m looking up at him.
He clicks the drill off and on, hovering above my leg, toying with me. Hoping today is the day that I break.
“You shoulda taken the chance when you had it, Gabe. Now, you’re playing my game, and I’m enjoying hearing you scream way too much to give that up.”
I clench my jaw, grinding down on my teeth, trying to prepare myself for the pain.
“Maybe I’ll just kill you now and have your body dumped onmyson's front door,” he says, flashing a cocky grin, waiting for a reaction from me that’ll never come.
He starts the drill back up, breaking through my skin. He goes about an inch deep, then pulls back. I bite down so hard it feels like my teeth are going to shatter.
“Oops, almost hit the artery. I need to pay more attention before I accidentally kill you.”
I roll my eyes, giving him a look of boredom.
“You’re no fun, Gabe!” He shouts, throwing the tray table to the floor.
Someone bangs on the door. King walks over, opening it up. The two of them speak in hushed tones, not wanting me to hear.
King looks back at me over his shoulder then storms out of the room.
