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I yank his hand out of his mouth. “What the fuck are you saying?” I bark at him.
“Ella es su.” He groans, and he smirks with his bloody teeth shining at me.
I elbow him in the cheek. “Don’t fuck with me. What the fuck did you say?”
“Ella es su.” He coughs, blood spurting out of his mouth and dribbling down his chin. “Ivy es el Jefe’s.”
My nostrils flare and I can feel my face flame. Rage burns through me as I slam my elbow down into his nose. I can feel is turn to mush as blood pours out of it. He is passed out now, but that doesn’t stop me from reaching into his mouth and pulling his tongue out. I slice it off with one quick swipe, the thick muscle not in any way a good defense against my sharp knife. You breathe on my knife badly and you’ll get sliced. This thing has been sharpened to its sharpest point. With the thick muscle in my hand, I tuck it into my pocket. I watch as his tongueless mouth fills with blood and chokes him. He wakes up, already drowning and aspirating. I watch as he stares at me in fear, staring at him with dead features.
Leaning down next to his ear, I growl, “She’s mine.”
His eyes dim as he chokes one last time, the blood splashing against my face before his head lulls to the side.
The silence in the room grows. The only sound is our heavy breathing and the girl in the corner of the room weeping in terror.
“Get her transported to New Mexico.” I say to Niles. He has the sheet off the bed and wrapped around her to cover her up. He nods as he grabs his phone to coordinate transport.
I turn to everyone else. “You guys good?”
“Got fucking glass in my leg.” Cassius lifts up his jeans to show a huge shard of glass sticking out of his calf. He pulls it out, and blood starts dripping down his leg.
“Get back. That shit has to be patched up.” Over the years, Haley has become an unlicensed doctor of sorts. She can’t do any massive surgeries, but she’s stitched up enough of our skin that she can probably do that shit with her eyes closed.
“Son, we’ve got to get out of here before people start sniffing around.” My dad says, coming up and wiping blood off his forehead.
“We leaving it like this?” I look around, looking at the blood splatter all over the floor and the walls. The lamp that literally exploded all over the room. The dead bodies. It looks like a scene from the movieSaw.
My dad shrugs. “The cops will think it’s a cartel issue. And if Santiago’s men find these guys first, well, then they’ll no we’re not playing anymore.” He pulls a cloth out of his back pocket and wipes down the door handle on his way out. “Let’s go.”
We follow him out, mount our bikes and ride silently back home.
I can’t help but think about Ivy. It’s past dark now. I’m sure she’s sleeping. I wonder if she’s feeling as torn as I am. About everything. About us.
But is there even an us? What the fuck would us even be? She’s been with me a few days now. Not nearly enough time to feel whatever the hell it is I’m feeling in my chest. I’m disgusted with myself. It makes me feel weak.
Sage, one of the prospects, opens the gate and nods as we head inside. Niles said Charlie was heading down to pick up the girl and bring her over to New Mexico.
“We’ll decide on what we’re doing next when we talk tomorrow.” My dad says with his back to everyone as he heads to the bar.
Everyone heads off, probably going to get drunk, high, and fuck a Jessie until they can’t see straight. I’m usually part of that group, and when I pass Max on my way to the stairs, my usual Jessie, she gives me a shocked, then angry as fuck look.
“Aziel, where are you going?” She hops off the couch and struts over to me in her heels and jean shorts that have slices in the barely-there fabric, showing off the rest of the ass that her shorts are supposed to conceal.
“I’m going to sleep, Maximillian.” I use her full name to emphasis how much I’m literallynotin the mood.
“Can I come?” She steps up to the stair below me, pressing her hand to the top of my thigh. Her pinky finger dances right next to my cock, and I can’t help the grimace that fills my face.
“Not tonight.” I bat her hand away.
She frowns, then scowls at me. “I hear there’s some sex trafficked girl sleeping in your room. Is that where you’re going? To stick your dick in her overused pussy?”
“No, Max. I’m going to sleep. Just like I fucking said.” I take a step away from her.
“I’ll suck your dick extra good tonight.” She follows me up another stair, grabbing onto my hand and pulling it up to her mouth. She grips my pointer finger, wrapping her tongue around it and giving it the suck of her life. She’s the type of girl that’ll make any man, even married, drop to their knees. She’s fucking banging as hell, sexy body and great in bed. But right now, as I stare at her suck my finger into her mouth like it’s a golden fucking popsicle, I can’t get my dick to be even slightly interested.
“No, Max.” I pull my finger out of her mouth. She bites it a little bit on the end. “I’m not in the mood tonight.”
She crosses her arms over her chest. “I guess the sex trafficking whore gave it up pretty quickly, didn’t she?”
