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“Sergio, don’t listen to him,” Jessie whispered. Her pleading eyes met his. “Leave me here. Save yourself.”

Did she really think he’d do that? Sergio dropped his gun and held out both his hands.

Aldo chuckled. He was enjoying every single moment of this. “The old Sergio I knew would’ve walked away and saved his own skin. Look at you. You’re a shadow of your former self. I wish Victor could see you now.”

“How is Victor? I’m surprised he sent you here, considering he’s waging a war with the Russians,” he said, trying to keep his voice nonchalant. “I thought a greedy bastard like you would take the opportunity to take my place, but it seems Victor’s still sending you to small useless jobs like this.”

Aldo colored. “Victor didn’t send me here. I came here of my own accord. My brother even wants you back alive, but I can’t have that. I’m bringing you and her back, as corpses, but first, I think I want to have a little fun.”

Sergio narrowed his eyes at those words.

“Empty out all your pockets first. That can’t be your own gun,” Aldo said. “Do it, or I put a bullet to her head.”

Sergio clenched his jaw. He had no choice but to extract the guns he equipped under his bathrobe. He tossed them all to the ground, including his two favorite knives. Sergio even took off the robe, to show Aldo he was unharmed. Sergio only wore his shirt and boxers. He didn’t even bother putting on shoes or body armor after seeingBaldo’scar coming up to the trailer.

“Good boy.” Aldo nudged the gun at Jessie. “Get on your knees, whore. I want to see what’s so special about you.”

“What the fuck are you doing?” Sergio demanded.

His blood went cold as Jessie gave him a tear-filled look of despair. He shook his head furiously at her. She dropped to her knees in front of Aldo. Sergio curled his fists to his side.

Aldo undid his jeans with one hand while he kept the other trained to the side of Jessie’s head. Her tear-stained face would always be ingrained in his head.

“I’m going use up your whore before discarding her, and you get to watch. After I rape and kill her, it’s your turn,” Aldo said. He looked down at Jessie. “Now be a good bitch and suck my dick.”

Sergio couldn’t bear to watch this. For the first time in his life, he felt utterly helpless to help the woman he loved, and he hated it. Loathed himself the most for allowing a situation like this to occur. Jessie said nothing as she closed one hand over Aldo’s dick.

“That’s it. Look at your woman, Sergio. She’s being so obedient.” Aldo chuckled. “You could learn a thing or two from her.”

Jessie pressed her lips to Aldo’s dick. No. Aldo was wrong. Jessie wasn’t weak or compliant. She was a fighter.

She wasn’t doing this because she accepted defeat. Jessie had something else planned. Sergio pushed his petty rage and jealousy aside. Every muscle in his body tensed up. He was in a state of readiness. Jessie then lunged forward suddenly like a rattlesnake launching an attack. She bit off Aldo’s dick. Aldo howled. She spat it out.

His first instinct was to kick her away. That gave Sergio the opportunity to drop to the ground once more. His practiced hands reached for one of his guns. He grasped the familiar worn handle of his favorite sawn-off shotgun. Sergio fired.

This time, he didn’t miss. Blood blossomed over Aldo’s chest. Shock reflected in Aldo’s eyes. For good measure, Sergio fired again, catching Aldo between the eyes. The bastard finally crumpled to the ground.

Jessie crawled to him. Once she reached him, he wrapped his arms around her. She shook, tears spilling down her bloodstained cheeks as he cradled her to him.

He kissed the top of her head. He wasn’t worried about the cops arriving. His trailer was located far away from the rest of the park. Even if someone heard shots and called the police, Sergio would deal with them later. Right now, he had another job to do.

“I was so scared,” Jessie whispered.

“You did good, baby,” he reassured her. “Scratch that. You were fucking amazing. I didn’t think you had that in you.”

“Biting off a man’s dick, you mean?”

“Viciousness,” he responded.

She clung to him tightly. They stayed on the ground for a few moments. Sergio silently created a list of tasks he needed to do in his head. His first job was to get rid of Aldo’s andBaldo’sbodies.

He would bury them somewhere where no one would ever find them. Next would be to get rid of any evidence left on the grounds and trailer. He’d deal with any problem that would crop up with the local authorities. After all that was done, Sergio would be paying Victor Rossi a little visit.

Sergio was done hiding. It was time to end this. He didn’t want to see Jessie in tears ever again.


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