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“Getting the fuck out of here and away from you!” I grab my purse and rush toward the exit.
He grabs my arm as I’m passing. “I hope my cum is dripping out of you all fucking day as a reminder of what we did,” he says, coldness gripping every muscle in my body at how nonchalant he is.
Yanking my arm from him, I rush away from the beautiful devil behind me, feeling more mixed up than a wash on high spin. And then I rush into the street, hating that I do indeed feel his cum dripping down my thighs with every step I take.
I need to get back to the hotel desperately and shower for hours to get him off me, but I fear he’s ingrained in me more permanently, despite what I’ve learned. That all along, I was right.
Isiah Darcy has some kind of vendetta against my family and that’s why he’s marrying me, but the question is what has my family done to him?
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ISIAH
Ifucked up.
And as I stand amongst my men, an unchecked rage is simmering below the surface. It doesn’t bode well for the traitors. I intend to tear them apart limb from limb until there’s nothing left but pure blood and carnage.
Allowing Bella into my home before we were married was a big mistake, one that could come back to bite me in the ass, if Gio believes his daughter. It’s unlikely as he knows how badly she wants out of this engagement. I’ll lie and tell him she’s trying to find anyway to get out of our upcoming nuptials and has grown desperate after she found nothing in my apartment.
At least the proof was destroyed before I took my rage out on her, fucking her until she was screaming for release. Once we finished, she rushed back to the bedroom, got dressed, and fled my apartment as fast as she could.
“Sir?” Henry says my name in question.
I shake my head. “Sorry, what?”
“I said, would you like to take the lead on this?”
I clench my jaw. “Yes.”
He passes me the file of evidence and I step in front of my men, clearing my throat. “It has been brought to my attention that we have a serious problem within our organization.”
Jackson shuffles nervously, no doubt on edge, since he knows what he’s done.
“Jackson, will you step forward?”
He glances at Archie, one of the men he betrayed us with, before stepping forward. “Yes, sir?”
“Closer,” I say.
His Adam’s apple bobs as he walks up to me and stops a foot from me.
I slam my hand into his neck and squeeze so hard his eyes bulge out of their sockets. “You are a traitor and do you know what I do to traitors?” I ask.
Archie, Derek, Liam and Ben all try to scatter, but my loyal men are on them before they have a chance to escape.
Jackson can’t reply because I’m cutting off his airways, and once I’m sure he’s close to passing out, I release his throat.
“Can anyone tell me what I do to traitors?” I ask.
Jack, the hacker, steps forward. “You make them pay.”
“Indeed. I’m going to have fun with all five of you.”
I grab Jackson by the shoulders and drag him to the center of the room, where a rack of torture tools await.
His eyes widen when he realizes what I’m going to do to him, and I can see fear written all over his face. It’s something I’ve learned to feed off thanks to my dad’s lessons. I force him down into the chair and two of my guys help me by chaining him to it.
Grabbing some electrodes off of the rack, I hook him and give him a low voltage shock at first, enjoying the way he screams in pain.
