“Like you, I too would visit Sloane at her home. I’m sure you could imagine my rage when I witnessed you hit her, threaten her, and steal her hard-earned money. You put your dirty, greasy hands on my woman, so you get something a little more special than a quick death.”
Butterflies shot off in my belly and my panties grew damp. So I hadn’t imagined Alexie in my dreams. He was with me the whole time, loving my body while I slept. I knew I should be creeped out, but I found myself more turned on than ever.
Alexie swung, severing Josh’s zip tied hands.
Josh screamed in horror and then sobbed as his blood poured out all over the floor. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” the handless man chanted brokenly.
“You are sorry?” Alexie spit on Josh. “Be happy I am letting you bleed to death. I normally would have my men cauterize your wound with a hot steam iron so I could take you apart more slowly, bit by bit. But my wife considered you a friend, so you get this quicker release. You should thank her.”
When Josh didn’t speak up, Alexie kicked his bleeding wrists.
‘Thank you,” the man hollered, then cried bitterly. Megan sobbed with him.
“Thank my wife for being a good friend,” Alexie demanded. “Or should I remove a foot?”
“Thank you, Sloane. For being a good friend to me.”
I wanted to jump Alexie and fuck him right there and then. I shouldn’t be getting off on this as much as I was, but all the years spent playing out revenge fantasies in my imagination did not prepare me for the sweet rush of reality.
“Speaking of friends…” Alexie trailed off.
I watched in morbid fascination as my husband approached Megan.
“You were her best friend, right?”
Megan nodded vigorously. “Yes, yes, I was. We were close. Sloane, tell him.”
I remained as silent as the grave.
“Please,” Megan pleaded. “I don’t want to die.”
I took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. My passion for blood cooled. “Alexie…”
He shook his head. “My wife is so kind to offer mercy to the woman who facilitated her endless abuse and rape. I hope you like to travel. You will live to see the sunrise, but you might wish I had ended your pathetic life.”
Alexie ordered his men to remove the bodies, including a screaming Megan.
“Where are you taking her?” I asked.
“I’m not taking her anywhere. Her new life will be in care of the Irish now running the docks they hijacked from the MC.” He smirked. “Payment for their help in all of this.”
When it was just the two of us in the foyer, Alexie studied me. “I have avenged you and your father and have slaughtered your enemies.”
I nodded and gulped. “You have.”
“There is nothing standing in your way now if you wish to leave.”
My heart thundered in my chest. “You are standing in my way.”
“I am,” he admitted. “You are pregnant with my heir. But one day you will not be. I do not want to lock you away. I want you to choose me.”
“Do you love me, Alexie?”
Frustrated, he growled. “You know I do,malishka.I do not understand why you keep doubting it.”
I laughed and lightly pushed him. “You never said!”
He captured me in his embrace. “The fact that I did not shoot you even once during your stay should have been proof enough.”