Page 11 of Paved in Fire


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I can’t take my eyes off the way he’s stroking her hair while Vitaly says, “I told my brothers they needed to see your pet in person.”

“Isn’t she beautiful?”

The tone of his voice has me raising my eyes to his. The fucker talks as if he’s the one responsible for how beautiful and perfect she is, as if he had anything to do with it. He shouldn’t be allowed to breathe the same air as her, let alone touch a single hair on her head.

“She is,” Roman says, and I know him well enough to hear the pain in his voice.

Konstantin gives a soft laugh. “She’s usually so well behaved, but earlier she decided to get mouthy, so I’ll be punishing her later as part of the entertainment.”

“Really?” David asks, his interest immediately piqued at the thought of seeing a woman suffer.

“Will you allow others to join in?” Aaron asks.

“No.”

The tone makes it obvious that Aaron had better not ask again while Osip laughs and shakes his head.

“He never shares her.”

I look over at Osip. He’s trying hard to look like he doesn’t care, but there’s something there. Jealousy, anger at being denied something he wants, and beyond that there’s something else hiding behind the slight smirk he’s giving. I don’t know what it is, but I’ll be finding out soon enough.

Waitresses come over with shots of vodka and whiskey, and I quickly down one, waving away the woman who makes it clear she’d like to sit in my lap.

“You don’t want company tonight?” Konstantin asks, noticing that we’ve all declined lap dances.

Lev laughs and takes another shot. “The night is early. There’s plenty of time for women later.”

Before he can ask anything else, a loud voice calls for Roman right before Emily’s dad walks over with three congressmen and several naked women. They’re laughing and groping the tits and asses they’ve surrounded themselves with, looking every bit like the jackasses they are.

“Glad you could come, Chris,” Roman says to his father-in-law, visibly cheering up at the knowledge that he’ll finally get to kill him soon.

Pulling up some chairs, they join our group. Their loud laughter and jokes mix with the too-loud music, threatening to make my fucking head explode. Even though I’ve been looking around the club, my attention has never wavered from Alina. She’s kept her head down, no doubt it’s one of Konstantin’s many rules for her, but I can see the way her body is shaking. My eyes run over the spine that’s way too obvious, the bare knees that are pressed against the hard, dirty floor,and the heels that must be killing her feet. When I spot the bruises through the lacy dress, everything starts to harden inside me. They’re along her hips, exactly where he’d be grabbing her if he were holding her still while he forced himself on her, while he forced himselfinsideher, and that thought has me seeing red.

I use the very last of my restraint to look over at my brothers. It’s the only warning I give, but it’s enough for them to reach for their guns before I grab the hand that keeps pettingmywoman. Konstantin’s eyes widen in surprise. No doubt it’s the first time anyone’s dared to stop him from doing anything. He might want to get used to not being in control. Whatever future he has left is going to be for me to decide.

“What the fuck?”

I ignore his question and point my gun at his arrogant face while I wrap my other arm around Alina and pull her behind me, shielding her body with mine. She clutches at my waist and whispers my name right before gunshots ring out and everything goes to shit. David’s head explodes right before Lev shoots Aaron in the dick, making him suffer for the time he hurt Jolene. Chris looks over and screams as loud as the woman in his lap. The bullet Roman puts between his eyes cuts the scream off while Danil and Vitaly take out the congressmen. Finally, Lev shoots Aaron in the head, ending his suffering and silencing the annoying screams of pain. The women fall to the floor, covering their heads and praying the next bullet won’t be aimed at them.

“Don’t fucking move,” I tell Konstantin when his hand starts to creep inside his suit.

“That goes for you, too,” Lev hollers at Osip, training his gun on him.

Two of our men run up behind them. I keep my gun aimed at Konstantin until his hands are securely zip-tied behind his back and I know there’s no way in fuck either one of them can move. With gunshots still going off, Alina clutches at my waist, shaking so badly I’m surprised she’s still managing to balance on those damn heels. She fists my hoodie as I angle her to the side even more so she’s in between me and the wall and her body is completely hidden by mine. I keep my armbehind me and against her small body, so fucking grateful to be touching her again.

Looking around at the chaos, I spot one of Konstantin’s men and quickly shoot him before he can aim his gun at Vitaly, who’s busy shooting one of the customers who felt it was his duty to try and interfere. I scan the dark club, looking for my other brothers. With the music still blaring and the women still screaming, it’s impossible to hear anything above the mayhem. Roman is in the center of the room with Timofey, taking out a Lebedev enforcer while Lev pushes through the crowd on the right, and Danil punches another overzealous customer.

“Lev, get down!”

I have just enough time to turn my head at the sound of Dominic’s voice before I see Lev duck his head right as Dominic fires his gun, killing the man who’d just been aiming at Lev from the dark corner. The relief at knowing Lev is okay is short lived, because as soon as I look up, I see one of Konstantin’s men aiming a gun at me from the center of the room. There isn’t time to do anything except pull Alina down in case the bullet passes through me. I don’t even get the chance to tell her I love her before I hear the gun go off right as Roman throws himself in front of us.

“Roman!”

Alina’s screams echo through the air as Roman falls to the ground and one more shot goes off. I don’t need to look up to know the shooter’s been killed. Falling to my knees, I press against Roman’s chest, trying to staunch the blood that’s pouring out of him way too fucking quickly.

“Roman, stay with me,” I shout at him. “Don’t you fucking die on me, brother!” Lifting my head I shout for Dominic to get his doctor. Lev and Vitaly come running over, followed by Danil and Dominic.

“He’ll be here in a few minutes,” Dominic says, shoving his phone back in this pocket.

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