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“Shut up.” Dante slaps me again and again. He wanted me out of the way, married to Ivan, but he just killed him.
“What are you going to do with me now?”
“I don’tneedyou.” Dante shoves the gun against my head, the barrel sizzling from the recent discharge. He glances down at me, full of rage. The wheels fell off his plan. He should have been back in his penthouse by now. Instead, me and my heavy period kept him in this dirty basement. Whatever he’s going to do to me, he’ll hurt me more to punish me.
“Uncle Dante, please.” I do my best to sound like a little girl. “Don’t do this. We can work something out. You were right. My husband doesn’t want me. I… I will be yours. Just not like this. Please.” Sobs build in my chest, and warm tears leak from my eyes.
“Oh, so sweet. I was hoping for some of that fight from you, like your mother.” He grins, the gun digging into my temple. “Do not move, niece. I’m gonna tie those legs to your arms and fuck your ass for fun, like I’ve always wanted.”
Oh, no…
No one is here to stop him.
I lose track of how long Dante takes to get more rope, but when he returns, I give him the fight he wants. I kick wildly and scream. I catch a few blows against his chest and stomach. He takes that knife out and slices my legs, and I’m pretty sure my knee is dislocated. It’s pure adrenaline at this point, but I manage to hold him off for about an hour as I keep kicking so he can’t tie my legs down. Once he violates me, it’s over. I’ll never be the same.
I don’t know why I’m still bleeding so much. It’s usually light because of the pills.
God, I’m exhausted. I can’t fight him. Dante pins me down. Only one leg is tied, but he’s so big that he’s able to keep my other leg down. He undoes his pants, and this is it.
My life is over. I take a breath, submitting to whatever comes next. It’s my own fault, I guess. I open my eyes to see Dante staring down at me with black eyes of hatred. He smirks, ready to ruin me forever.
When…
A loud whack sounds in the room, and Dante slumps on top of me, a warm trickle of blood hitting my shoulder.
“Get the fuck off my wife.” Kieran stands there, holding a baseball bat with a giant blood splotch on it.
Three hulking figures come into the light. Riordan, Lachlan, and Ewan Quinlan. Ewan pulls Dante off me and drags him to the chair. Despite the massive blow to his head, he perks up and starts screaming. Lachlan helps Ewan hold him down as Riordan ties him up.
Kieran drops to the mattress and wraps me in a blanket. “Oh, fuck. What the hell did he do to you? You’re covered in blood.”
“I tried to fight him off, but he swung at my legs with a knife,” I squeak.
“Don’t move, bella. I’m here. It’s over.” Kieran cuts what’s remaining of my rope, cursing under his breath. It takes less than a minute, and I am in his arms, crying hysterically now.
Because I can, I let go. “How did you find me?”
“We found out Dante took you from Samantha’s apartment. We tracked his and Ivan’s phone here.” He looks around. “Where’s Ivan?”
“Now we have another dead Russian.” Lachlan shakes his head.
I take a breath. “He tried to help me.”
“You’re too kind, Isabella.” Kieran scans me like I’m a victim, not like I’m the wife he missed. Like maybe he’s just here to collect his property. He’s so cold and emotionless. “Riordan!” he yells to his brother.
“Yo.” He’s different, too. This is a rescue mission, and they are all on alert. “Hold her.”
“No. I want you.” I claw at my husband.
“I have business to finish here.” He drops a kiss on my forehead, relieving me. “We’ll talk when we get home.”
Home…
Which could still lead to a divorce.
When I’m lifted, Kieran barks, “You’re lying in a pool of blood. Did those bastards rape you?” His eyes are beady, black dots. Even I’m afraid of him.
“No. No one touched me like that. I’m still... You’re still...” I shake my head, which is pounding. “I… I got my period. I’ve been bleeding heavily for hours. It hurts.”
