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We get on our knees, and their men check us for weapons, removing our guns and knives. Our arms were tied behind our backs. My father comes closer to me. Slapping me hard in the face. My head whips on impact.

“Kill him.”

“Just do it already.”

“He’s a pussy, he won’t do it.”

I shake my head. And my father hits me again, this time with the butt of his gun. My vision darkens but fuck him. I spit blood at his feet and smile up at the prick.

“You boys have failed your mission. Then you decide to shoot up the hospital with that biker trash, disobeying direct orders.” His eyes meet mine. And I smirk.

“That was a mess we didn’t want to clean up,” Esteban states, walking up to Spade. “You disappoint me, son. Do I need to kill you like I did to Juan? You’re a damn good enforcer, but you can be replaced. Don’t ever forget it.” He kicks Spade in the stomach. “I should have drowned you all those years ago! Always soft like your useless mother.” He kicks him again. Spade grunts but doesn’t cower away.

“Dario, you should have been the load that dripped down your mother’s thigh, a fucking waste you are. You fell for the biker Princess. She’s only useful for one thing, and you cannot even get that right! What good are you?” Armando slaps him inhis temple with his gun and spits in his face. The impact of the gun whips Dario’s head around, but his eyes are murderous at his father. He growls, giving Armando precisely what he wants.

“You three think you’re smart, hiding shit from us. Your trust in others is impeccable. What have we taught you? You trust no one but each other but did you listen? No, so this is your punishment for that.” Dalton, my piece of shit father smirks. One of their henchmen takes out a tablet and pulls up a video pressing play. It’s a video of our safe house.What the fuck, how the fuck did they find it. There’s no fucking way.

“This is what happens when you become distrustful and put your trust in others.”

BOOM!

The entire house blows up into the sky. My brothers are trying to get out of the binds. It’s not worth trying. I’ll take my punishment, but this, blowing up our safe house? Payback is a bitch. I will skin every single last one of these mother fuckers if it’s the last thing I do.

“You won’t.”

“You are just like your mother.”

“Come on, do it now”

“That is not all, where is our little biker slut?” My father asks.

“You were specifically told to bring her, but that’s okay,” Armando laughs sinisterly.

“Her pussy really is tight, no wonder you three are obsessed with her.” Esteban grabs his dick.

Another video starts, and it’s of Jade tied to a wall of a basement, and Esteban is rutting into her and slicing into her torso with every thrust. He cums with a roar, and Armando steps up, pulling her head back by her hair and fucking her relentlessly while smoking a cigar. He shivers as he dumps his load inside of her and puts out his cigar underneath her breasts. All you hear isher screams and sobs; her body is mottled with bruises, dirt, and blood.They are dead. Fucking dead.

“You’re dead, all three of you,” Dario spits, trying to get out of his binds.

“You created a monster, and that monster will be unleashed in due time,” Spade says sinisterly.

“No, you will be dead before you get the chance. Remember lesson one boys. Our little biker slut will be the one to gut you all.” My father laughs.

The henchmen grab our arms, pulling us to our feet and bringing us into the warehouse. There are three tables with different instruments lying next to them. They attempt to get us on the table. The three of us are kicking these mother fuckers. Then I feel a prick in my neck, and the room starts to spin.

Dropping to my knees, all I can think of is Jade’s green eyes and the way they raped her against the wall before everything went black.

I’m in and out of consciousness for god knows how long. I feel the cold metal table on my back. My hands and legs were secured to the table. I smell burning flesh and fresh blood. I’m trying to open my eyes but can’t; they are taped shut. I hear Spade’s gurgling screams; Dario must still be out. I can feel someone close to me; I know The Aces are gone. I don’t smell them. Plus, they won’t get their hands dirty. They own the city; they have other people do their dirty work. Suddenly, my whole body is spasming, my vision darkens for a second, my mind numb. I’m convulsing on this table; my brain hurts. Tears stream down my face from the shock.This is what they did to us as kids. My father burnt me with cigars as he electrocuted me. Dario’s father would beat him bloody and hit him in the temples with his gun repeatedly until he fought back. He created the fighter in him. Spade: They are drowning him over and over again. I hear water being poured relentlessly. His gurglingsounds piss me off. He’s stronger than this, but I know this is his worst fear. He must be locked into his ultimate nightmare. Fuck. Fuck fuck. We are all stronger than this.

The electrical current is getting stronger with every tremor; the longer it hits my body, the more intense it is. It’s getting harder and harder to breathe. I scream out in pain, but it does no good. No one will save us. We must endure it, and hopefully, they will let us go. They better run and hide because I know after this. My brothers will take no prisoners. It will be go time, and we will slaughter them all.

“Finally.”

“Bring down the Aces.”

“Rise as Kings.”

Kings?Her Kings?

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