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A growl escapes me at seeing his cut mutilated and disrespected. Andre is furious and pulling at his ropes so hard that the vein in his neck is bulging.
Fang pays him no mind as he cuts Andre’s shirt, revealing his chest. Slowly, he starts slicing into his skin. Tears roll down my face as I cry out.
“You know what you have to do to get this to stop, Princess. All you have to do is say the words.”
“Don’t—”
Fang stops cutting and punches him in the face again. “I didn’t give you permission to speak!”
Andre’s eyes plead with me not to say anything, so I clamp my mouth shut even though it’s killing me.
Fang goes back to carving up Andre’s chest when the door flies open again, but Fang doesn’t stop.
A man who looks like his face has been beaten in repeatedly comes in carrying a woman over his shoulder. Behind him trail two other men I don’t recognize until someone steps into view that I do recognize.
Travis.
However, what pisses me off, even more, is that he’s wearing a different cut with the road name, Diablo on it.
He grins evilly at me as his eyes rake up and down my body. He scowls when he sees my face.
“That better not have been your handiwork, dear brother.”
Did he mean brother as in club brother, or like an actual blood brother?
My gaze darts between Fang and Travis and I can’t help but jump a bit when the first guy unceremoniously drops the bound woman hard on the table. She groans in pain around her gag. Her wrists are taped together behind her back and her ankles are taped together. I keep a close eye on the three new people but ice slides down my spine with I see their cuts. Archer, Joker, and Korso.
A, J,andK.Fuck!
“That’s from Shorty not hitting the truck where he was supposed to. He’s paying the price, don’t you worry. I did have to backhand her, though, for being mouthy.”
Travis shrugs. “At least he’s paying for his mistake. As long as she can still have a dick in her mouth later, then that’s fine.”
He turns back to me and grins darkly again. “I see you recognize everyone now.”
My gaze goes back to Fang’s brothers. All three of them closely resemble Fang but there are differences. Archer’s right eye is milky white. Joker’s the one that was carrying the woman before. Korso’s face is even worse than Joker’s and it looks like his nose was broken more than once.
Travis turns and walks over to the woman, rolling her so I can see her face. “Now, while we weren’t able to get Sasha, Roxy, or our traitorous cousin, Carolina, this little beauty will be our stand-in for showing you what will happen to you.”
Quickly, he slices through the tape around her wrists, and she struggles. The other men step forward and her wrists are quickly secured again but this time, to metal chains attached to the table. He does the same thing to her ankles, but she’s a fighter and nails him in the balls before her ankles are quickly secured to the table as well. Travis backhands the woman and grips her face hard.
“You will pay for that, you worthless cunt.”
I don’t recognize the Travis in front of me, and he sure as hell isn’t the same Travis that I knew.
He rips her clothes off her as she screams for someone to help her.
Reaper grunts and when I glance over at him, I see a larger trail of blood sliding down his arms. My eyes widen when I see his chest. Fang’s carved the club initials into his chest. And he hasn’t stopped there. He continues to cut into Reaper’s skin, and some of them look deep.
A cry has my attention snapping back to the woman. Travis is carving BP into her stomach.
“No, no, please don’t! Please don’t!”
I struggle harder against my ropes, but with this many people in here, I know I’d be dead before I could free or help any of us. It’s then that I see the back of Travis’ cut. He’s seriously part of Black Plague?
I glare as Archer approaches me and places duct tape over my mouth.
“They’ll be no interrupting this part, Princess. This is part of your punishment for not coming to us sooner. You’ll endure the same treatment, but the ending won’t be as fast as what hers will be,” he says as he and the rest of the men laugh.
