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“Thank fucking God,” I exclaim as I answer the phone.
The video coming through is shaky, but her screams could not be more clear.
“You’re a fucking dead man,” I snarl.
Barreling through the fire door of the stairwell on the sixth floor, the camera stills, and I see Lex naked and pinned to the table by two men. She’s desperately fighting against them both.
Dropping the phone into my pocket without hanging up, I pull the gun from the back of my pants and release the safety. Checking the door with my shoulder, I force my way into her apartment. My entry startles the man holding her hands, she jerks free and sits up. Throwing her head back, she cracks the nose of the man behind her with his cock in his hand.
Her eyes briefly light up at the sight of me. A light that quickly dims when her hands are grabbed with such force that her head slams into the table beneath her. As her body goes limp, I squeeze three rounds in the man who had the gall to hurt my queen.
The cameraman lunges toward me, and I shoot him twice at close range in the chest. He drops to the floor and is dead within seconds.
“Stop right there,” the man between Lex’s thighs grips her hair. Yanking her head back, he holds a knife snugly against her neck. “I’ll slit her fucking throat. Even dead, her cunt will be warm and wet for my cock.”
Pointing the gun at him, I stand motionless as I contemplate if he would have a chance to kill her if I fired off a round.
It’s not a chance I’m willing to take.
“Drop the fucking gun,” he yells as the already bloody blade dimples the skin of her throat.
Releasing my grip, the gun spins in my palm and I lower it to the ground.
“Have a seat,” his head gestures toward the chair next to me. “You can watch me fuck her. First with my cock. Then with my knife. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you take one last turn in her bloody cunt before I cut off her pretty little head and fuck her mouth.”
And I thought I was a sick fuck…
“Wake up, pretty girl,” his hand repeatedly slaps against her cheek. Her eyelids flutter as she dips in and out of consciousness. “Your boyfriend got here just in time to watch me fuck your ass.”
Her eyes open and she stares at my masked face, silently pleading for me to save her as she begins to fight off the need to close her eyes again.
“Take off your mask,” he snarls at me. “I want her to see how much you enjoy watching me fuck her.”
“I’m going to fucking kill you,” I growl as I fist the mask at the top of my head and begin sliding it up my face. “And then I’m going to kill every last man in the Padilla Cartel.”
Lex’s eyes flicker, her brows furrow and she inquisitively mutters my name, “Andres…,” before slipping back into unconsciousness.
He slaps her face hard, and I clench my jaw. Holding the knife to her throat, he grips his cock preparing to force himself into her. His attention diverts from me to her ass, and I cease the only opportunity I’m going to get before he defiles her.
Standing from the chair, I throw myself at his body. We both tumble to the floor, and I reach for the knife in his hand. Violently, we grapple on the floor, both of us fighting for the upper hand. Both of us knowing that the loser of the fight is a dead man.
His legs straddle my waist, my hands wrap around his wrist and he uses all of his body weight to try to push the knife in his hand into my chest. The tip of the blade pierces my skin, and I struggle to keep it from pressing further.
Driving my leg between his thigh, I roll my body on top of his and shove the blade in his hands through his neck. Not waiting for him to bleed out beneath me, I climb from him, and crawl across the floor to Alexys.
Lifting her head to ensure she’s okay, her eyes flutter and she mumbles, “I knew…,” before drifting back to sleep.
“I’m here,” I brush the hair from her swelling face.
Pulling the blanket from the couch behind me, I wrap her battered body in it before lifting her into my arms. Pausing to grab my discarded mask from the chair, I carry Lex’s limp body to my car. Settling her into the front seat, I buckle her in and kiss her forehead, “I’m so sorry,mi reina.”
forty one
ALEXYS
Every inch of my body throbs in pain. My eyes flutter, and I vaguely see a red-headed woman standing over me before the light coming through the window forces me to close them again.
“You’re okay, Alexys,” her voice is soft and comforting as she gently grasps my hand. “You’re safe. Understand?”
