Page 122 of Cruel Promise


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She looks up at me timidly, her blue eyes shrouded with a relieved sense of disbelief. Then a tear slips down her cheek.

“Finally remembered her, hm?” Adrik screams at my back. “Because she had forgotten you! I was just about to fuck you out of her system.”

I turn around without warning and slug him in the jaw. He recoils back, but my guys still have a firm grip on him, so he ends up just bobbing in place. His eyes are narrowed with anger but it’s obvious that he’s under the influence. Even his sweat is charged with testosterone.

“Shewantedme. Your fucking woman came tome.”

“Do you want me to rearrange your face,mudak?”

He snarls and thrashes in the guards’ grip. “Get them off me!”

“Oh, I don’t think so.” I saunter closer. “Not until we settle a few things. It’s about time we put this feud to rest.”

Only then does Adrik seem to realize that this was a setup. “You sicced your bitch on me?”

I ignore the insult. It’s much more satisfying to focus on the break in his nose and the blood dribbling down his lips.

“Emma.” I hold out a hand to guide her forward.

She steps to my side and reveals the wireless mic that she’s been hiding in her cleavage. She drops it in my palm and I show it to Adrik with a satisfied smile.

“Nothing loosens the tongue like Venera,” I explain.

Adrik’s eyes go wide and hazy. “Y-you… you fucking drugged me?”

“Actually—” Emma steps forward right next to me. “—I did.”

“You… you fuckingbitch!”

My fist smashes into the side of his face for the second time. He careens back before my men haul him back to his feet once more. Now, he’s got a split lip in addition to a broken nose. It’s only the beginning of what I will do to him if he doesn’t bend the fucking knee.

“Say another word to her or about her and I will cut out your tongue myself. Is that understood? You’ll rot in a jail cell and you won’t even be able to beg for a cup of water.”

Adrik looks between us before settling on me. “You’re Bratva. Involving the cops is not your style.”

“Oh, you think I’m taking this to the cops?” I snort. “Fuck no. I handle my business on my own.”

Adrik’s eyebrows come together. “Then…”

“You might be interested to know that I was just listening to the feed from this little microphone in one of the VIP rooms upstairs with all your buyers. Not to mention your investors. You know, the ones whose money you bartered away on Sopernik?” Adrik’s eyes bulge with horror. “And they weren’t the only friends invited to the party. I made sure that Conrad Steel of the Rabid Wolves was there, too.”

Beads of sweat are joining the dried blood on Adrik’s upper lip.

“The Wolves aren’t exactly known for their forgiving nature, are they?” I continue. “In fact, they insist on exacting their pound of flesh when deals go wrong. I’d say this certainly qualifies, wouldn’t you?”

“You fucking bastard.”

“No, I believe that’syourtitle. My title ispahkan,” I snarl. “And don’t you ever fucking forget it again.”

“Y-you can’t do this to me!” Adrik croaks. “You can’t—”

I throw him a disgusted look. “I’m not ‘doing’ anything,friend.It’s already done. I don’t even have to deal with you myself—theywill do it for me. Good luck, Adrik. You’ll need it.”

I grab Emma’s hand and walk her away from Adrik and all his pathetic, wailing desperation. He’s roaring obscenities at my back but I block him out and focus on my woman.

She’s clearly on edge. Her palms are sweaty and the vein on her forehead is jumping around erratically.

“You were amazing.”

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