“So, Valenti heir, do you make a habit of going around fucking other people’s property?”
“Now, see,” I winced trying to get rid of the crick in my neck, “that sentence brings two very big issues to my attention. First, you’re one fucked-up individual. Second…you’re one fucked-up individual.”
Only one corner of his mouth curved up. “Oh, you haven’t seen the worst of me yet.”
I heard steel rattling from behind me, and as I peered over my shoulder, my heart fucking stopped. “Doe.”
Jesus Christ. Doe was caged, steel bars keeping her in. She was on her knees, naked, except for a gold collar around her neck, a gold chain looping through a ring on the collar, fastened against one of the cage bars. Her head was bowed down…in submission. Fuck.
“Doe. Jesus. Vadik, you motherfucker.” I glared at him, my mind on the brink of exploding along with the heart that was no longer beating. “Let her fucking go. Get her the fuck out of that goddamn cage now!”
He leaned his head to the side, blond hair falling just above his shoulders. “How did it feel?”
“You listen to me. Let—”
“How did it fucking feel?”
A heavy silence settled around us, and I took another glance over my shoulder at Doe before looking back at Vadik. Losing my shit wouldn’t help the situation. It was easy to see Vadik was a theatrical fucker. If I wanted to buy time, I had to play along. Give his goddamn spotlight.
I took a breath. “How did what feel?”
“Fucking her.”
My nostrils flared. “Well, I’ll tell you this much. It felt good knowing shewantedme to fuck her…which isn’t something you can say.” It would have taken a special kind of stupid for him not to hear the animosity in my voice.
I tugged at the ropes around my wrists, testing them. His gaze flitted down to the movement then back up to meet mine. “Willing or not, her body, her pussy, it belonged to me long before you decided to piss all over my property, trying to make your goddamn mark.”
“She’s never been yours.”
“Oh, I beg to differ, Valenti heir.”
I groaned. “For God’s sake. Stop with the heir thing already.”
“Since you’re the one currently tied to a chair, I reckon I can call you whatever the fuck I want.”
I snorted. “Sure. Whatever. Call me Rapunzel, for all I care. Just as long as you let my sister and Doe go.”
“Her name is Nessuno.”
“Nope. Her name is Alessia, as a matter of fact. But I guess you already knew that.”
He never took his eyes off me. He simply stood there, staring at me, making me wonder what kind of twisted shit ran through his head on a daily basis. I was willing to bet his head was like a giant swimming pool of evil, a demonic fucking playground.
Vadik walked up and down in front of me, swinging a set of keys around his finger. “I know exactly who she is, Valenti heir. And so do you. Question is, why haven’t you told her yet?” He eyed Doe over my shoulder, still silently sitting in the cage.
I narrowed my eyes, not liking the direction this conversation was headed. “Stop with the bullshit, Vadik. Where is my sister? We had a deal.”
He stilled then glanced my way. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“You didn’t answer mine either.”
Vadik pursed his lips, seemingly amused. Then he lifted his hand and pointed behind me. A guy I didn’t even notice was there opened the door. I heard moans, shuffling of feet before I saw her as they placed her on her knees next to me.
“Karina. Jesus.”
Her hair was a tangled mess, dirt and blood smears covering her face and arms. The dress she wore was torn, barely hanging by a thread, the black fabric of her bra clearly visible. There was a gag in her mouth, her hands tied behind her back, and all I could think about was what the fuck they did to my sister.
My heart pounded, fury burning like a fucking inferno inside me. “What the fuck is this? Jesus, Vadik. You better not have—”