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“Where the fuck is she?” I demand, shoving my gun closer to him.
“Oh, you know, somewhere safe, recovering from my dick ripping her in half. She really does have a tight little pussy. No wonder she’s a client favorite.”
My rage starts to build, heating my veins. “Shut the fuck up!”
“I should’ve fucked her sooner. You really are lucky—or you were, she might be a little ruined now. Oh, and the way her pretty little mouth sucked my cock? Pure perfection.”
My anger’s burning hot, and all I can see is red. The filthy things he’s saying about Lainey are causing me to fucking vibrate with fury.
“The best part was taking her ass. I’m pretty sure I was her first. Her blood looked so pretty smeared down my cock.” An evil smile spreads across his face. “The way she cried out for me was the most beautiful sound. I wish you could’ve heard it. ”
I can’t take this anymore. My whole body is heated and I’m losing control. We stand there staring at each other, with our guns raised. I’ll take him down, no matter what I have to do. This asshole put his hands on my girl, now it’s time for him to pay.
I see someone out of the corner of my eye, creeping into the room, but I don’t draw my attention from Sutton. If they’re here to kill me, they better take their chance while they have it.
His attention wavers though; he takes his eyes off me for a split second so I take advantage of that. I lower my gun, shooting him in the kneecap.
“Fuck!” He cries out as his knee gives out and he hits the ground. The sound of his gun hitting the floor gets my attention. I punt it out of reach and kick him in the stomach, knocking him on his ass.
Since he’s at a disadvantage now, I turn to see who else is in the room. Obviously not an enemy since they haven’t shot me yet. A bloody, sweaty Zep meets my gaze. Now that I know there’s no threat, I turn my attention back to Sutton.
“Where is she?” I grunt.
Sutton tries to move, but winces. “I don’t know.”
“Bullshit!” I yell. “Tell me where she is.”
He smirks. “No.”
I crouch down to his eye level. “Last chance, Sutton.”
He just stares back at me and doesn’t say a word.
Reaching out, I dig my thumb into his gunshot wound, causing him to yell out. I push and twist as he squirms under my touch.
“I can do this all day long,” I tell him, pushing my thumb in farther.
Sutton growls in frustration, then spits in my face. The warmth of his saliva hits my chin. “That’s what I told Skye while I was fucking her brains out earlier,” he says with a sneer.
I lose it. I don’t care anymore if he tells us where she is. I’ll find her on my own. Lunging forward, I wrap my hand around his throat and squeeze as hard as I can. “You piece of shit,” I roar, pushing him to the ground.
Now he can’t tell me where she is even if he wanted to. Sutton’s eyes grow wide at the realization that I’m not going to let go. He tries to get out, squirming and kicking his legs, but I’m stronger.
I have his life in my hands, and it feels amazing. This is what he deserves for hurting Lainey.On second thought, he deserves worse.His fight has weakened so I remove my hands from his neck, grabbing the pocket knife out of my jeans. Sutton’s coughing fills the room.
“You know what? You don’t get off that easy, asshole.” I motion for Zep to help. “Zep, hold his hands,” I demand, and he follows my instructions, gathering Sutton’s hands and holding them behind his head.
I flick open my knife, cutting Sutton’s pants right down the middle of the crotch, exposing the fucker’s tiny dick. He must sense what’s coming, because he starts squirming.
“Zep, keep him still.”
Zep slides his hands down to grab both of Sutton’s wrists, twisting them roughly. “Keep moving and I twist both of your arms out of their sockets,” he says in a low growl. Sutton winces, but stops squirming. The fact that Zep doesn’t even question what I’m doing makes me understand he’d do the same in my position.
I press the blade up to Sutton’s cock and his breath quickens. “You touched my girl with this tiny excuse of a dick. I think I’ll just cut it off,” I taunt him.
“Please,” he croaks out, “I didn’t do anything to her, I promise. I didn’t touch her. Please don’t.” Guess he’s not as tough as he thinks he is.
I chuckle. “Too bad I don’t care.” I apply pressure to the knife, breaking the skin.
