Page 90 of Wrecked By a Devil

“Over here!” Malachi shouts from the front. “We got company!”

“Go!” Riley shouts. “I’ll help them out.”

I nod at my men to stay with her there, then place a quick kiss on Riley’s lips, my hand lingering on her arm a little longer than necessary before turning around and rushing outside to join the fight. Behind me, I hear Riley trying to help the girls calm down as she’s untying them one by one along with the men I’ve left with her.

Outside, all hell broke loose in a blink of an eye. Almost as if Devlin knew we were coming and set a trap. His soldiers areeverywhere. I jump on the back of one of them as he’s trying to strangle Malachi from behind. My weight is enough to distract him so Malachi can put a bullet in his head.

“Take cover!” Levi shouts, immediately jumping behind another container to hide from the flying bullets.

I shoot one of the guys that tries to get to the girls, his blood splattering on the one that was about to step out of the container. Her scream gets mixed with the noise of the guns and punches. I watch Riley grab her by the arm and try to pull her out of the way.

The sight of Riley is enough of a distraction for one of the soldiers to take their chance and try to shoot me. The bullet flies straight in front of my face, and I turn around to face him when I see Levi shoot him.

I nod in the direction of my brother and together we face another two men. Time seems to be standing still and I keep an eye on Riley while we make sure Devlin’s men stay away from her and the rest of the girls.

That’s when I see him.

He walks out from another container, a gun in his hand and wearing the same ugly suit he always does. I once heard dad tease him, when they were still friends, about owning fifty identical suits. Devlin didn’t deny it.

However, that is the least of my issues now. I scan the dock to find Riley and see her rushing back to the container where the girls are, completely unaware that Devlin is just a few steps to her right.

I point my gun at him without a trace of hesitation, ready to shoot the son of a bitch, but he’s faster and he grabs Riley.

“No!” I shout, both of my brothers turning to face me.

I run towards Devlin as fast as I can, knowing that I can’t let him hurt Riley. I will rip him to pieces with my bare hands if he only as much as touches a hair on her head. The memory of Malachi being taken and tortured only a year ago flashes in front of my eyes and I can’t think straight. I can’t let that happen to another person I care about. Especially not Riley.

Riley tries to kick him off her, but his arm around her tiny frame is too strong and she looks helpless as he carries her further inside in the labyrinth made of containers.

“Devlin!” My voice is full of hatred and disgust as I call out his name. “You better surrender if you want to live to see another sunrise.”

“You really have no clue what it looks like when you’re not the one holding the upper hand.” His malice crawls under my skin and when he stops and turns to face me, with his arm wrapped around Riley’s neck and shoulders, I see the terrified look on his face.

His gun is now pointed at Riley’s head and I know he doesn’t bluff.

My heart stops, the world around me falls completely silent, the deafening roar of gunfire becoming a background noise. The only thing I can see is the cold steel of Devlin’s gun pressed against Riley’s head, and the sheer terror in her wide, beautiful eyes.

“Let her go, Devlin,” I growl, my voice dangerously low. Every muscle in my body is tense, ready to spring forward. “This is between you and me. Let. Her. Fucking. Go.”

Devlin lets out a harsh, mocking laugh. “You think you can dictate the terms to me, boy? You’re just like your father. Foolish.” He squeezes her tighter, his forearm crushing against her throat. Riley gasps for air, her fingers clawing desperately at his arm. She tries to throw her weight backward, kicking her leg out to strike his shin.

“Stop moving, you little bitch!” Devlin spits through his teeth.

In a flash of pure malice, he pulls the gun away from her head and whips the heavy barrel down across her cheek.

No. No, no, no.

Before Devlin can pull the trigger, I lunge forward, not caring about the angle, or the risk. I only care about ending him once and for all and I’m not going to stop until he is dead. Devlin firesa shot, but his aim is thrown off as I slam my entire body weight into him. We crash to the ground and I manage to twist my body, shielding Riley from the impact as she frees herself from his grip.

Devlin scrambles, his eyes wild as he points the gun directly at my chest. But I’m faster and fueled by pure rage and I grab his wrist, slamming it against the gravel until it clatters away.

“You touched her.” My hands find his throat, my vision tunneling into a red haze of fury. “I told you I’d rip you to pieces.”

He gasps, trying to claw at my face, but I hold him still with the weight of my entire body as I press the cold gun directly beneath his chin. He looks up at me, and for the first time in his miserable life, I see real, paralyzing fear in his eyes.

“Go to hell,” I pull the trigger.

The moment his body goes entirely limp beneath me, I scramble backward, rushing over to Riley. She’s standing barely a few steps away, trembling.