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By the time Romi said we needed to leave, my knuckles were raw despite the boxing gloves and strapping on my hands, and my ribs were bloody aching, but I felt calmer.
We met Glowacki as he arrived with his second oldest son, Dariusz. Dariusz was his second in charge and set to succeed him in place of his older brother, who was murdered by the Albanians at the same time our parents were.
We headed into the office where Marko and Miki were already waiting.
I filled them in about the traitors and the planned attacks against us first. Glowacki was bloody fuming when he heard he had another two traitors in his organisation. I couldn’t blame him. He had been getting men sent straight from Poland over the last few years to rebuild his numbers since our war with the Albanians, but they were obviously not trustworthy. Something he would need to deal with soon, but not quite yet.
After updating them on our current issues, I finally told them what I’d learned about Krissa’s death and the fuckers responsible. The room went deathly silent as everyone processed the information.
“We take out Petrov, then we take down the Malia and Broxy alliance, and then we will deal with the lawyer and whoever his boss is,” Miki stated with barely concealed fury. Miki’s anger was different than mine. Mine was red hot. When I was angry, I railed loudly, shouting and lashing out uncontrollably. Meanwhile, Miki’s anger was the white-hot type. Controlled, planned, and deadly. I was dangerous. Miki was so much more so.
“Agreed,” Glowacki stated.
Then, the discussions started in earnest.
Our first issue was what to deal with Lev Petrov. We needed to get to him before he was taken into witness protection.
Petrov had been Glowacki’s top enforcer, but two years ago, he and two of Glowacki’s soldiers, brothers Piotr and Szymon Nowack, had been out partying and randomly snatched a young girl off the street. The bastards then raped and murdered her before dumping her back in the alley near where they had taken her.
That alone would have made Glowacki furious, but the fact that the girl happened to be our sister, Krissa, had sent him mad like the rest of us.
Unfortunately, the police had found Krissa before any of us did. The three idiots had been so drunk and drugged at the time that they had left behind some DNA evidence. They were picked up by the National Crime Agency before we could get to them, and as the officers involved were not on the payroll of either of us, we couldn’t cover things up and had to allow the due process of the law to take place.
Glowacki had managed to get the brothers out on bail and then handed them over to us, making it appear that they had gone on the run.
We took our time torturing and killing them, but they stuck to the story that the attack on Krissa was random, and none of them knew who she was.
Petrov was remanded in custody and eventually pleaded guilty to manslaughter for a ten-year sentence. Ten fucking years! And now the fucking bastard was getting out early for being a rat. Double fucking bastard!
Before we could even put a plan in place, I was spiralling again. I wanted to kick the shit out of someone so badly. I needed to calm down. I had too much pent-up energy and emotion ready to explode inside me if I didn’t do something about it.
Suddenly, Gracie’s image flooded my mind. I needed her desperately. She had a calming effect on me, and I needed her badly at that moment. I would never hurt her, but I could think of some very pleasurable ways of using this excess energy with her instead of my usual fallback of punching things. After my time at the gym earlier, I doubted my body could handle that kind of workout again. However, a different type of workout was exactly what it needed.
“I need some space,” I said and immediately left the office.
I knew Miki and the others would sort out a plan to deal with the bastard and another plan to bring the alliance down, so he could fill me in later.
I ran to Gracie’s bedroom, hoping she was there. I needed her. Now!
CHAPTER 27
GRACIE
LATE SUNDAY - THE INCIDENT
It was getting late. I was lying on my bed, trying hard to distract myself by reading another book, but it wasn’t working. I couldn’t help wondering where Ash was and whether or not he was safe. I missed him. It was funny how quickly he had become someone I missed.
I worried about him on and off since he had left. Whenever I wasn’t replaying our earlier intimate exploits over in my mind like my very own porn show, or making up some new ones, of course. It had me feeling as horny as hell, and I really wished he would hurry back so that I knew he was alright and he could give me another taste of things to come.
As if he heard my thoughts, he burst into the room, slamming the door behind him. His gaze landed on me immediately, and I couldn’t miss the desire flaring in his eyes. I gulped and licked my lips in anticipation. His eyes flared again as he followed the action.
“I need you, now!” he stated, his Russian accent thick with emotion, his chest heaving with each breath.
My eyes widened.
Wow! I can see that, was all I could think as he strode towards the bed, tearing off his shirt.
He looked like a man on a mission. A predator and I was definitely the prey he was after. My pussy throbbed at that idea. It wanted to be preyed on by Ash. In fact, it longed to be.
