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“Why? Why are you doing this?”
“Why?” The words comes out as a harsh yell, and the laugh that follows makes him second-guess looking to me for help. I sound as enraged as I feel. I raise my gun and point it at him. “Men like you took me and used me and held me prisoner. Men like you ruined my life and took everything from me.”
“Fuck,” he whispers, and it finally hits him how much trouble his ass is in. “I’m sorry. I can give you money. I can help.”
“Men like you always think you can throw money at a problem and make it go away. Fuck you, and fuck your goddamn money.”
Matvey rests his hand on my hip, giving me a comforting squeeze as he slips his own gun into the waistband of his jeans. He runs his hands up my body, pressing me tighter against him before bringing his hands to mine so we’re both holding the gun that’s trained on Grant.
“Easy, baby,” Matvey whispers. When Grant starts to stumble backwards, Matvey makes atskingsound. “I wouldn’t move if I were you. My girl is a natural at most things, but this is her first time shootingsomeone.”
“So you just want me to stand here and make it easy for her?” he asks, looking at us both like we’ve lost our goddamn minds.
Matvey’s voice is calm, but the warning is there in the deep, raspy tone when he says, “I do, yes, or I can make you take your dick out and she can practice aiming at that. Hitting something so small will be a tough shot for a beginner, though, so you’d better brace yourself for one hell of a mess.”
Grant sways on his feet, seconds from passing out, but he still manages to take another step back. There’s nowhere for him to go, though, and we all know it.
“You’re doing great,malishka,” Matvey murmurs, switching back to Russian. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”
His hands are steady over mine, and when he slides one scarred finger over the one I have pressed to the trigger, I feel my body start to shake.
“Just you and me, baby. We’re doing this together.”
Grant’s started sobbing, but we both ignore him. I take a deep breath, breathing in Matvey’s scent and feeling his strong presence all around me.
“Ready?”
I look at the man in front of me, knowing that I’m about to end his life, but instead of regret, I feel a rage start to build within me. This bastard was going to buy a woman tonight, and then he was going to rape her and keep her against her will. I don’t know what his particular perversion is, if he would’ve beaten her or sodomized her or passed her around to his friends, but he wouldn’t be here in this room if he didn’t have something horrible planned for her.
“I hate you.” The words come out harsh and hissing, and once I start, I can’t stop. “I fucking hate men like you who think you can buy and sell and beat women. You treat us like we’re you’re property, like you have any goddamn right to put your hands on us, and when you decide you’ve had enough, you toss us aside and buy someone else and start it all over again. Fuck you, Grant. I hope you rot in hell, you sick perverted fuck.”
Matvey’s finger stays on mine, but he’s not the one who pulls the trigger. I do. The shot hits him in the chest, blood immediately pooling as Grant’s shocked, wide eyes meet mine, and then I shoot him again and again and again. Each shot brings him closer to death while it makes me feel more and more alive.
His end is a new beginning for me, and when I stop shooting, Matvey turns my head and kisses me with a deep groan. I open my mouth to him, feeling the hard length of him against my ass. Adrenaline rushes through me, nearly making me lightheaded, but all I can think about is getting Matvey closer. I suck his tongue and rock my ass against him, pulling another groan from him as he rocks his hips, meeting my movements perfectly.
“Fuck,” he growls against my lips. “Watching you take your power back,malishka, fuck.” He gives a soft laugh and kisses me again. “That was the sexiest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen.”
“I want to do another.”
He pulls back so he can see me better. His dark eyes study me, not missing a thing, and when his lips curl up in a smile, I quickly return it.
“Anything you want, baby.”
We step out of the room and straight into a beautifully orchestrated chaos. Gunshots ring out intermittently, and as I stare down the hall, I watch my brother leave one room before entering the next, gun drawn and a dark look on his face. Vitaly comes out of a different room, and he gives me a big smile and wave when he sees me before opening another room. Lev must’ve come back down to our floor because I watch him walk out of one of the rooms covered in blood with an equally deadly look on his face.
“He’s not using a gun, is he?” I whisper to Matvey.
“Doesn’t look like it.” He gives a soft laugh. “We’ve waited a long time for this. Everyone wants to enjoy it to the fullest.”
Several members of the Bratva filter down the hall, keeping an eye on everything while others slip out into the stairwell to check on things upstairs. The shots that ring out don’t startle me. Instead, I findthe sound oddly comforting. Every bullet that’s fired means there’s one less sex trafficker in the world.
Finn stays glued to my side as Matvey leads me to the next room. Before opening the door, he pulls his gun out and steps in front of me so I’m completely covered. Even in this, he’s protecting me. He’s giving me the freedom to get my revenge, but he’s doing it in a way that guarantees no harm can come to me.
“Don’t fucking move,” Matvey growls, stepping into the small room with me right behind him.
He’s heard the shots and knows something has gone very wrong with his evening, but that doesn’t stop the smug grin from spreading across his clean-shaven face. He’s wearing an expensive black suit, and when his eyes turn to me, he lets out a soft laugh.
“What the fuck is this about?”
