AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Fuck yes, you do.”
I suck her clit into my mouth and press the tip of my ring finger into her ass, watching her as she comes hard on my tongue with our names on her lips.
“You’ll have your wish soon. We’ll fuck you so good, baby,” I tell her as I climb over her and slam deep inside her. After this, I’m going to make damn sure she gets exactly what she wants.
* * *
Vicente and I are in the garage checking over the bikes for a cruise later when we hear Javier’s urgent whistle.
Wiping my hands on a rag, I turn toDiabla’sbrother. “Get inside with the girls. If you hear any shots, you grab a couple of weapons from the closet in my room and get them out the back. Follow the trail down the mountain to the ranch. There’s a safe room Kat knows the code to.”
He nods and runs off without arguing, jumping over the small stone wall and up the patio stairs before slamming the doors shut behind him once he’s inside. I take my gun from my waist and pull the slide back as I walk up the drive toward the front of the house. I see all my guards standing with their guns pointed toward the entrance of the drive.
“A large box has been left on the other side of the gate. We have the men who left it and tried to sneak off.”
“Did you miss anyone?” I ask Javier as I wave my hand to the guard controlling the gate.
“As far as we can tell, no, but I have a patrol running through the woods now.”
When the gate is rolled to the side, I eye the large rectangular box. It looks like an old coffin or a shipping container, the wordmorirásspray painted on the side.
“Get the dogs to sniff it. If it’s not explosive, force the bastards you captured to open it.”
I feel my face twitch at the death threat crudely painted on the side. I have no doubt it was Marío who did this.
I watch as two German Shepherds are brought out and circle the box. Neither of them signal a bomb. When the twoculerosare brought out from the woods where I keep an underground torture cell with bags over their heads, I tuck my gun away and move closer.
“Abrelo,” I tell them as my men pull the hoods off. “You brought it, might as well do the honors.”
When the first man aggressively yanks against the hold my guards have on him, as though he wants to lunge at me, I smile broadly.
“Send his head back to Marío and leave the rest of his body on the northern border.”
I stare at the second man as Javier takes out his hunting knife and repeatedly stabs the first man in the chest and stomach.
I walk to the scared man, backhanding him when he stares at his comrade being killed.
“Look at me,culero. Would you like a nicer death and all your pieces connected to one body for the funeral?”
He nods quickly, the front of his pants darkening as he pisses himself.
“Then open the fucking box!” I yell, making him jump before he’s shoved forward and falls to his knees. I pull my gun free once more, placing it against the back of his head as a crowbar is dropped beside him.
He methodically forces the end of the steel into the seam of the wood before pushing down, the nails in the lid squealing as they pop free. I see a familiar face staring back at me just as the man tries to swing the crowbar at my legs. My bullet in his skull stops the assault before it even happens.
I tuck my gun away as the bloody face and body of Lydia Canelo comes into full view of everyone around me.
“Romero!” I hear Vicenta scream from the house as she and her brother come running down the drive.
“Stop!” I yell at them before barking at Javier to close the box.
I catch Vicenta but her brother passes me, yanking the gun from my back and pointing it at Javier. “Open it back up, Javi.”
“Vicente, you don’t want to do that.” As if my words are the confirmation they needed, both siblings break. Vicenta screams in my arms as her brother drops the gun and shoves the dead body away, not giving two fucks as he rips the lid open.
“No,” he breathes, dropping his head mournfully when he sees his dead friend. She has a hole in her forehead, her naked body battered, broken, and colorless.
Vicenta tries to move to her brother’s side but I yank her back, pulling her flailing body up and into my arms before moving back to the house. By the time I get there, her punches and screams have stopped as she settles into a quiet, dazed state.
