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His grip tightens as he glares into my eyes, his face contorting with rage. But I refuse to break under his gaze. Instead, I shake my head and draw in a shaky breath, the words spilling out in a defiant whisper.
“I wanted a real man, Alex,” I say, trembling but firm. “That’s why I chose Remy. Because, unlike you, he’s not a fucking pussy.”
“You stupid little slut,” he seethes. “Do you know what I’m going to do to you? I’ll ensure you end up in the whore house after the Bratva has ruined you.” A cruel smirk crosses his lips. “You’ll be a sex slave and won’t get out of this alive.” With that, he releases me and takes a step back, leaving me to contemplate the fate I’ve been sentenced to.
I take a deep breath, trying not to let the fear consume me—trying not to give Alex the satisfaction of seeing me cower. Instead, I hold his gaze despite every hope inside of my crumbling to ashes.
“Enjoy rotting here while we draw your stepdaddy out to kill him.” His smirk is wicked. “I’m going to enjoy murdering him in front of you.”
“Remy will kill you,” I snarl.
“We’ll see.” He turns his back on me and nods at the two men in the room.
They approach me, and suddenly, one of them slams his gun into my head. Pain filters through my whole body, and my vision blurs as I pass out. As everything goes black, I see Remy’s dark brown eyes and beautiful smile.
A smile I’ll probably never see in person again.
37
ELLA
My head pounds with agony as my eyes flick open.
There’s a droning in my ears, and when I open my eyes, it’s no longer light like before. I’m in the back of a dark van, being transported somewhere. God knows where.
As I sit there, an overwhelming fear takes over. I’m going to die. It would fit my family’s pattern of being murdered by mobsters. First, my dad, then my mom, and now me.
My heart is pounding like a jackhammer. My vision narrows, and my mind reels.
I clench my jaw and focus on breathing to prevent the oncoming panic attack. It’s been years since I’ve had one, but I can feel the tightness in my chest increasing.
Fuck.
My hands are shaking, sweat coating my palms while my mind screams for me to escape, to do something. The back of the van spins, and my breaths come in rapid, shallow gasps.
I feel like I’m going to pass out. The feeling of terror is all-consuming. A tidal wave sweeping over me, pulling me under.
And then I think of Remy, picturing his face in my mind calms me a little. The van jerks to a sudden stop, making me jolt forward. I hear the engine turn off and feel that panic return.
I pant for air, knowing I’ll pass out if I’m not careful. Alex opens the door to the back of the van, glaring at me with those ice-blue, emotionless eyes. “No need to look so worried, Ella.”
I shake my head. “What do you expect? You told me you are turning me into a sex slave.”
He smirks at me. “I may have been a bit over the top. I was angry.” He shrugs and yanks me out of the back of the van. “We need to have a chat about your boyfriend.”
I squint to adjust to the light, and after a moment, I realize we’re at an airstrip where a jet is waiting to take off. “Where the fuck are you taking me?” I try to fight away from him. “Let go of me.”
“I’m taking you to Las Vegas for safekeeping.”
The panic tightens its grasp on me as that’s where Mom was murdered. “Why Las Vegas?”
“Because I have family there.”
It makes sense now why she was murdered there. I clench my jaw and let him guide me toward the jet. “Why are you doing this?”
“It’s nothing personal, Ella. It’s business.” Alex’s eyes darken. “And I think once you hear what I say, you may want to switch sides, anyway.”
My eyes narrow. “Unlikely.”
