“FUCK!” I roared, running for the door, my brothers right behind me. Hopping on our bikes, we followed Massacre as he led me right to where Savage was not more than fifteen minutes away. As I cut my engine, I could hear her screams from the road as I took off towards the house.
I didn’t give a fuck about anything or anyone else, only her.
Massacre whistled, alerting Savage that we were moving in. My team was well-versed and highly trained. Though it had been a while since I had Chains and Savage with me, they quickly remembered, and each spread out, making bird or animal noises to let me know where they were.
Reaching for my guns, I ran towards the front of the house. The front door not more than twenty feet in front of me. I could clearly hear her cries as Malachi hit her over and over again. His laughter fueled my rage as he continued his assault on her.
Hearing her in pain was too much for me.
Whistling loudly, I didn’t wait for my brothers as I charged into the house, shooting anything that moved.
Twenty-Six
Aariaani
“Please,” I begged as he slapped me again. I didn’t know what I ever did to make him this angry, but nothing I said would stop him.
I had seen so much in the last few months. All I wanted was to fade into the darkness and let it consume me. When he took me, I thought he was just going to make sure I left and never came back, but that was not the case. I didn’t know when we arrived at another clubhouse. I was still feeling sick and fuzzy from whatever he injected me with. What I did know was my chances of leaving alive were slim to none.
The men I met that day scared me, and though I didn’t know why we were here, I tried to stay close to Grimm. I didn’t have a choice. The other men were filthy and pure evil, as a couple of them openly took a woman for all to see. I’d never seen anything so blatant before, and though I’d been with Balthazar, to see someone else freely do what they were doing to her was a bit much for me.
“I don’t want to be here,” I whispered, only to have a large man with a scar running down his face slap me hard. Falling to the floor, he growled. “Shut up.”
Rubbing my cheek, I nodded.
“Well, isn’t she a purdy thing,” a big fat man said, walking over to us, rubbing his crotch. “I bet she’s ripe and juicy.”
“She’s mine,” Grimm said, walking to stand in front of me. “We had a deal.”
I didn’t belong to Grimm. I belonged to Baltazar. Why did he lie to them? He knew I was his brothers. I didn’t understand what was going on.
“Everything is for sale, boy,” the fat man laughed. “Didn’t your daddy teach you that? Besides, Jekyll held up his end of the bargain. You have yours. Now, where is mine?”
“She will be arriving soon. Her flight lands in a few hours.”
“It better, or I’m going to unleash Jekyll. Trust me, you do not want me to do that.”
“She will be here.”
“You, if you double-cross me, I will hand-deliver your ass to your pretty boss. Gotta say, boy, it takes balls to go against your club and brothers. What did they do?”
“None of your business. You just make sure that the transport is ready when she arrives. Because we are leaving after the exchange.”
“Yeah, yeah…” the fat man muttered. “Got it all set up.”
“Good,” Grimm stated, then reached for me only to be stopped by the man with the scar. “She stays with me.”
“That’s not what we agreed on.”
“Don’t give a fuck. She stays with me.”
Over the next hour, I was placed in the corner of the room. Men all around me went about their business. Though most of them drank, a few continued to have sex with women right before my eyes. The place was foul and crumbling around them, but they didn’t seem to care. All they wanted was a drink and a woman.
Grimm never left the room I was in, and I was thankful for that. He just sat on one of the couches and looked at his phone. Every once in a while, he would look up and stare at me, then go back to his phone.
I wanted Baltazar.
I didn’t know what was going on. But I was being traded for another woman from what I had surmised. Who, I didn’t know, but the men with the black leather cuts wanted her bad. Sitting there, I wondered if Baltazar was looking for me. I’d been gone a while now. I hoped he was. I didn’t want to be here anymore.