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“We started without you.”
“I see that.” One of Bronx’s eyes had been cut out. “Why didn’t you take both eyes?” I smirked.
BF responded, “Wanted to see the pain in his eye when you cut off his dick.”
I sucked in a deep breath.
“You deserve some payback for what he did to your woman.”
And to Kelly,I thought to myself. I nodded and looked down at Bronx’s shriveled up dick. I could imagine the fear running through him. “Thanks for saving me something.”
Snickers moved among the men.
“You’re lucky you get that, considering you took Monk away from us.”
I could understand the disappointment in Trip’s voice.
“He wasn’t yours to kill but understand why you had to do it.”
“Least now you know who your rat was.”
He acknowledged with a nod and downward twist of his lips. No president liked to hear that one of his men was a traitor.
“Yeah, cause we sure as fuck won’t be getting anything from this tongueless fucker,” BF snarled, slicing Bronx’s cheek open to the bone. The beaten man moaned and twisted at the chains holding him up.
Tamara let out a wail that drew all eyes to her. Not one of us felt sorrow for the position she had found herself in.
“Shut up, bitch. Your time is coming,” Demon snarled without mercy. The meaningful look he shot Cole spoke volumes.
“I’m sorry! I’ll do anything!” she blubbered. “Please! I deserve a second chance!”
No one paid her any mind. Cole stepped behind her and put the barrel of his gun to the top of her head so that when he shot her the bullet would travel straight down through her body. He waited for Demon’s command. It was fitting that Cole be the one to end her after all the shit she’d caused him and Raven. Hell, more than one of us had that right. She’d betrayed the club in more ways than one.
Demon gave a subtle chin jerk, and Cole fired without hesitation. Tamara fell forward in the chair, but the ropes that bound her kept her from slumping to the floor.
It was over. A dark chapter in the club that had started years ago when she’d hooked up with Junior and they’d concocted a plan to take over the club was now done. Junior had paid the price with his life back then, but Tamara had disappeared. She might have had that second chance she’d asked for if she hadn’t joined up with Bronx.
“Toss her ass in the vat,” Cole ordered, giving Frenchie a sharp look.
Once again, our attention was back on Bronx. He looked like a slab of hanging raw meat, but he was alive enough to feel what was coming his way. The men had been ruthless in carving him up. He’d also been burned. My gaze moved among the brothers in the room, finding that they looked satisfied. Well, I wasn’t, and it was my turn to extract revenge for the club and for Harlow.
LD flipped the knife that he held in his hand around so that the handle faced me. Wordlessly I accepted it and stepped up to Bronx. The movement in his eye revealed that he was looking down at me. He tried to spit, but all that came out was a glob of blood that dribbled from his torn lips onto his lacerated chest. I grinned at him. I was going to enjoy this.
“This is for taking my woman.” I reached for his flaccid dick and jerked it roughly away from his body. “This is for touching my woman and an innocent girl.” I knew that LD’s knife would be sharp, and it sliced Bronx’s dick off like it was cutting through warm butter. Bronx’s body arched in pain and his agonized screams filled the chamber. The thick manacles circling his wrists had almost cut through his flesh to the bone.
More than one “fuck” sounded out when I threw Bronx’s severed dick toward the floor. Sharp laughter erupted when Bull jumped back before the dick hit his boot. “Fuck, Brother,” he hissed, unamused.
“Never seen you move so fast.” Bull was a big ass brother, but then, most of us were. I grinned and handed the knife back to LD. “Thanks, Brother.”
LD took the knife wordlessly, picked up Bronx’s discarded jeans, and wiped the blade clean.
“Should take his balls, too,” Savage muttered.
“I want that privilege for what he did to that little girl.”
No one said anything when Snake stepped forward, grabbed Bronx by the testicles, and gave a violent tug and squeeze at the same time. I swear I heard a pop. The pain would have been intense, and Bronx screamed and then promptly threw up, just missing Snake. Groans filtered among the men, and more than one reached for their nuts in a protective move.
“Trip, you done, Brother?” Demon asked gruffly. “My woman’s waiting and I’m fucking hungry.”
