How could he work for this monster?
“Maybe you should have thought of that before you started encroaching on my territory. I guess you aren’t as untouchable as you thought, eh, my friend?”
“Fine, fine!” the man screamed. “We’ll be out of your territory as of now. Just return my son unharmed.”
Papa Dimitri shoved the girl away from him. She barely caught herself by her elbows and then scrambled away as he stood, his cock swinging in the wind. “Maybe you should have thought of that before you disrespected me!” he shouted.
He grabbed his cock and started pumping it himself. “You know what really gets my juices flowing?”
“I don’t care about your disgusting pornographic urges, you bastard! Just let my son go or I swear I’ll—”
“You’ll what?” Dimitri laughed, walking over to where Olly was half-crumpled between the two huge bodyguards. He continued jerking himself with his left hand and with his right, he grabbed a giant, terrifying looking pistol from the holster of one of his bodyguards.
“No! No, don’t you dare, Dimitri! I swear, I fucking swear, don’t, don’t—”
But Papa didn’t stop. Sloane wanted to look away. She knew she should. She knew she didn’t want what happened next to be seared into her memory. But she didn’t look away. She couldn’t.
So she saw the very second that Dimitri finished, spewing cum—at the exact same time he pulled the trigger.
She jerked backwards at the noise and the explosion of Olly’s face even as Dimitri threw his head back and continued yanking hard at his cock, draining it of every single drop.
The sound of Olly’s father wailing and screaming in the background was a noise Sloane knew she’d never forget in all her years. She squeezed her eyes shut and wished the floor would swallow her whole.
“Hang up the phone.”
The noise cut off and then there was silence in the room. Except for the noise of a body dropping to the floor. Sloane kept her eyes squeezed shut. She could feel wetness on her face. Olly’s blood. She was covered in it. They all were.
She was shaking so hard she was actually glad for Nicholas’s hand on her arm, holding her up. She was afraid she might faint if it weren’t for that. Part of her wanted that—to sink into unconsciousness and forget this whole nightmare. But no, her own future had yet to be determined, and with a man as volatile and horrific as Dimitri running things, she needed to stay focused and in control of her shit. She couldn’t lose it now.
Papa Dimitri’s voice was shockingly calm as he addressed Nicholas in the aftermath. “What’s that beside you? I thought I said no collateral. Have you brought her for me?”
“Sir, if I may.” Nicholas’s voice was all submissive deference. “I want her to be my woman. I’ve brought her to ask for your blessing.”
Sloane’s eyes popped open again at that, but she kept them on the floor. She had the feeling that in this negotiation, she was just property, at least in Papa Dimitri’s eyes.
Papa Dimitri laughed. “Well that was a hell of an introduction. What she’s just witnessed makes her a liability. And you know how I feel about those.”
“I trust your wisdom always, sir. I know you have your reasons.”
Papa Dimitri laughed again. “Why should I do you this favor?
“I am always your loyal brother, sir. I have been since I swore allegiance as did my father before me. You’ve given me family and a place to belong. I’ve finally found a woman I want as a wife. I’d be honored if you would perform the ceremony and bless our union since my own father has passed, sir.”
There was a long moment of silence. Sloane had the feeling Nicholas had surprised Dimitri, something she imagined was hard to do. Nicholas’s words had certainly shocked the shit out of her. He wanted to marry her? Since when? She blinked, the blood-spattered carpet coming in and out of focus. She still really had to pee.
This was officially too much.
And what if Papa Dimitri said no? What if he denied Nicholas’s request and demanded she suck his cock instead? What then? Papa Dimitri was obviously part mad-man, and Nicholas had just waltzed in here and put her entire future in his hands!
“You’ve asked a favor of me. And you know what? I’m in a good mood, so I’ll grant it. But know that I’ll hold this as a marker, and will request your help in the future, beyond your normal duties. Without question, you’ll jump to my side and do whatever I ask. Whatever I ask. No question.”
“Yes, sir.” Nicholas bowed his head. “Absolutely, as always, sir. Without question.”
Then Papa Dimitri grinned and it was a terrifying sight to behold. He was drenched in blood more than any of the rest of them. He reached back for a glass of some amber colored liquid, the glass also spattered with blood, and drank it down, and then he threw the glass against the wall where it shattered.