Anguish
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“I doubt that, considering you were storming out of a hospital after a deadly attack on the club. Which means you were alone, and those members are going to be busy worrying about the recent fight. How long do you think it’ll take them to figure out you’re gone?”
I swallow. He’s right about that. The guys will think I’ve gone somewhere to cool off. It might take them hours, even days to figure out I’m gone. How the hell are they supposed to find me? I could be cities away—hell, they could have put me on a God damned plane while I was out and flew me across the ocean.
“They’ll find me,” I say anyway.
Benito laughs. “If that makes you feel better then I’m all for you believing it. Now, I’m here to introduce you to your new baby-daddy, Kane.”
My heart feels like it stops beating as I turn to Kane. He’s a darker man, with a crooked smile, and cold brown eyes.
“No,” I rasp.
“Oh, yes. Best you get acquainted with him, because you’ll be sent home with his baby inside you. I wonder how Mack will feel about you then. Do you really think he’ll care for you with another man’s baby? Worse, he couldn’t possibly care for a child that isn’t his. Poor Mack. He’ll be heartbroken.”
He would be, too. I know what it would do to Mack to know I was raped and impregnated. I would lose him. Tears burn in my eyes at the very thought.
“Not to mention,” Benito goes on, “he’ll know you’ve been with another man, especially when I send him photos.”
Vomit rises in my throat, and my stomach burns. I blink, and a tear rolls down my cheek. That piece of shit. He’s going to crush not just me, but Mack too. He’ll create a monster, and Diesel will be forced to live with that monster.
“You can’t possibly imagine how it feels to know you’re putting your dick in something that’s tainted. I fuckin’ did it for years. My wife was opening her legs for Mack, all while laying in my bed and taking my cock too.”
I gag.
“He’ll pay for that.”
More tears fall.
“So will you.”
No. God, no.
I have to fight; I have to get up and fight. There are only two of them. If I jump up suddenly, I might shock them enough to be able to escape. It’s worth the shot. Without thinking anymore about it, I leap up and I charge towards Benito. Instead of skirting around him, I drive a fist straight into his groin. He roars, lashing out and slapping me so hard I drop to the ground.
It doesn’t stop me. I roll, my face burning, and I charge towards Kane. He’s a big guy, super big, but I don’t stop. With all my might, I smash into him. He takes a step back, trips, and we both go down. I lift a fist, driving it into his face over and over.
Benito is up and behind me in seconds. He lifts me and launches me across the room. I hit the wall with a hard thump and a scream.
I slide down, falling to my knees. Benito is there in a matter of seconds, driving his foot into my ribs. I scream, falling to my stomach as pain radiates through my body. I cry, heavy and hard as he leans down, tangling his hands in my hair and raising my head. “That was a fucking mistake,” he spits in my face. “Now, I’m going to make it hurt.”
No.
God, please.
Mack.
~*~*~*~
“Where the fuck is she?” I roar, smashing my hand into the wall again.
“You need to calm down, bro,” Maddox warns.
I spin to him. “The truck is still there; it’s still fucking there. The keys are on the floor. He’s got her, Maddox.”
“Yeah,” Maddox says, stepping forward. “And we need to get our shit together so we can find her.”
“He’s goin’ to fuckin’ rape her,” I bellow.
“We’ll find her, Mack.”
“He’s goin’ to put some man’s baby inside her.”
Maddox flinches, but his voice remains hard. “We’ll get her.”
“Maddox,” I rasp, panting. “I fuckin’ blamed her.”
He steps forward, squeezing my shoulder. “We fucked up, but we’re goin’ to find her.”
“We ran her outta here for saving Ash’s life.”
“We’ll get her.”
“She fuckin’ saved her life, and we sent her out.”
“Mack . . .”
“We didn’t do that, he wouldn’t have her.”
Maddox leans in closer. “You need to fuckin’ stop.”
“Fuck.”
He wraps a hand around my neck. “Let’s go. We’ll get her back.”
We have to get her fuckin’ back.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
MARCUS
Motherfucker.
He’s got Mack’s girl.
I saw it, just as I was pulling up to the hospital to check on everyone. He had her over his shoulder and he was takin’ her away. I didn’t take a minute to think about it; I threw myself into my truck and I followed them. I don’t need this shit. I have so much of my own bullshit to deal with. Katia. I’m dealing with Katia. I don’t need to be dealing with Jaylah, too.
But Mack is my friend, and fucked if I can just walk away knowing where his woman is.
They’re in a small house, right in the middle of fucking nowhere. Three cars, eight men. I’ve been watching for three hours, figuring out who the fuck is in there and where she might be. There are two men standing by the door, guns in their hands. Another two come in and out frequently, driving off and coming back with shit. What shit, I don’t know.
I swallow. He’s right about that. The guys will think I’ve gone somewhere to cool off. It might take them hours, even days to figure out I’m gone. How the hell are they supposed to find me? I could be cities away—hell, they could have put me on a God damned plane while I was out and flew me across the ocean.
“They’ll find me,” I say anyway.
Benito laughs. “If that makes you feel better then I’m all for you believing it. Now, I’m here to introduce you to your new baby-daddy, Kane.”
My heart feels like it stops beating as I turn to Kane. He’s a darker man, with a crooked smile, and cold brown eyes.
“No,” I rasp.
“Oh, yes. Best you get acquainted with him, because you’ll be sent home with his baby inside you. I wonder how Mack will feel about you then. Do you really think he’ll care for you with another man’s baby? Worse, he couldn’t possibly care for a child that isn’t his. Poor Mack. He’ll be heartbroken.”
He would be, too. I know what it would do to Mack to know I was raped and impregnated. I would lose him. Tears burn in my eyes at the very thought.
“Not to mention,” Benito goes on, “he’ll know you’ve been with another man, especially when I send him photos.”
Vomit rises in my throat, and my stomach burns. I blink, and a tear rolls down my cheek. That piece of shit. He’s going to crush not just me, but Mack too. He’ll create a monster, and Diesel will be forced to live with that monster.
“You can’t possibly imagine how it feels to know you’re putting your dick in something that’s tainted. I fuckin’ did it for years. My wife was opening her legs for Mack, all while laying in my bed and taking my cock too.”
I gag.
“He’ll pay for that.”
More tears fall.
“So will you.”
No. God, no.
I have to fight; I have to get up and fight. There are only two of them. If I jump up suddenly, I might shock them enough to be able to escape. It’s worth the shot. Without thinking anymore about it, I leap up and I charge towards Benito. Instead of skirting around him, I drive a fist straight into his groin. He roars, lashing out and slapping me so hard I drop to the ground.
It doesn’t stop me. I roll, my face burning, and I charge towards Kane. He’s a big guy, super big, but I don’t stop. With all my might, I smash into him. He takes a step back, trips, and we both go down. I lift a fist, driving it into his face over and over.
Benito is up and behind me in seconds. He lifts me and launches me across the room. I hit the wall with a hard thump and a scream.
I slide down, falling to my knees. Benito is there in a matter of seconds, driving his foot into my ribs. I scream, falling to my stomach as pain radiates through my body. I cry, heavy and hard as he leans down, tangling his hands in my hair and raising my head. “That was a fucking mistake,” he spits in my face. “Now, I’m going to make it hurt.”
No.
God, please.
Mack.
~*~*~*~
“Where the fuck is she?” I roar, smashing my hand into the wall again.
“You need to calm down, bro,” Maddox warns.
I spin to him. “The truck is still there; it’s still fucking there. The keys are on the floor. He’s got her, Maddox.”
“Yeah,” Maddox says, stepping forward. “And we need to get our shit together so we can find her.”
“He’s goin’ to fuckin’ rape her,” I bellow.
“We’ll find her, Mack.”
“He’s goin’ to put some man’s baby inside her.”
Maddox flinches, but his voice remains hard. “We’ll get her.”
“Maddox,” I rasp, panting. “I fuckin’ blamed her.”
He steps forward, squeezing my shoulder. “We fucked up, but we’re goin’ to find her.”
“We ran her outta here for saving Ash’s life.”
“We’ll get her.”
“She fuckin’ saved her life, and we sent her out.”
“Mack . . .”
“We didn’t do that, he wouldn’t have her.”
Maddox leans in closer. “You need to fuckin’ stop.”
“Fuck.”
He wraps a hand around my neck. “Let’s go. We’ll get her back.”
We have to get her fuckin’ back.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
MARCUS
Motherfucker.
He’s got Mack’s girl.
I saw it, just as I was pulling up to the hospital to check on everyone. He had her over his shoulder and he was takin’ her away. I didn’t take a minute to think about it; I threw myself into my truck and I followed them. I don’t need this shit. I have so much of my own bullshit to deal with. Katia. I’m dealing with Katia. I don’t need to be dealing with Jaylah, too.
But Mack is my friend, and fucked if I can just walk away knowing where his woman is.
They’re in a small house, right in the middle of fucking nowhere. Three cars, eight men. I’ve been watching for three hours, figuring out who the fuck is in there and where she might be. There are two men standing by the door, guns in their hands. Another two come in and out frequently, driving off and coming back with shit. What shit, I don’t know.
