He brings his fingers to his face, inhales deep with his eyes closed before he pins me with his stare. Eyes black with lust he licks his fingers and seems to savor the taste before his gaze hardens.
“The taste of vengeance is always sweet. Even more when there’s a virgin involved,” he says and stalks to the door.
I finally find my voice and bellow, “Asshole!” as the door slams shut behind him.
CHAPTER FOUR
Two days later
– RAMSEY –
I pull the three-hole ski mask over my face and put on my gloves. The six of us are all wearing black, covered from head to toe and without our cuts. The last two days tension and aggravation skyrocketed inside the club. With the sudden and unexpected attack on the club we’ve been trying to get ahead of this shit and tonight we might just get that chance.
Everything Meribeth mentioned holds truth. Her father might not believe her or was too late to see the betrayal when everything escalated but we sure as fuck do. So, for now our anger is locked on the Bane family.
We don’t give a fuck it’s a large mafia gang we’re going up against; retaliation is what drives us. If need be, we’ll get different charters to back us up, but for now we’re doing just fine on our own.
One who won't be doing fine in a few minutes is Leith, Logan Bane’s son, heir to the mafia throne of his father’s empire. The idiot doesn’t act like the next mob boss, more like a spoiled rich kid who likes to spend daddy’s money and tries to get away with anything.
Like now, the idiot has his slacks around his ankles while he’s fucking a chick from behind in a dark alley behind his daddy’s nightclub. What gangster will leave his back unguarded? It will be one of the many things I’ll teach this fucker.
“Ready?” Brodie whispers and I give him a nod.
The six of us silently close in on the fucker who is gripping a girl’s hips while she balances herself against the wall in front of her. His head is thrown back and completely unaware of what’s about to happen.
I have my arm around his neck the next instant–pulling him back and place my knife against his tiny pecker–while Brodie grabs the girl and places his gloved-covered hand over her mouth to silence her.
“Comply or I’ll cut your cock off right here, right fucking now,” I growl.
My four other brothers have my back as I start to drag him out of the alley. That’s how you fucking do it; teamwork and eyes fucking everywhere instead of closing your eyes to your surroundings and letting your dick rule your life.
One of my other brothers rides up in an SUV. Glenn throws a black hood over Leith’s head and at the same time Fraser injects him with a sedative to knock him out. Glenn takes him from my hand and from the corner of my eye I notice Brodie walking toward us while he’s dragging a body behind him by an arm.
“What the fuck is this?” I question.
Brodie stops and dumps the guy in front of me. “Fraser, give this fucker a little something too and put him in the back.” My VP gives me his full attention. “Bodyguard,” he tells me as a form of explanation and I can see the anger simmering in his gaze. “When I talked to the girl Leith was fucking she asked me to save her friend from that fucker. Can you believe it? Those chicks didn’t want to take their cocks but these two fucks forced them.”
If there’s anything I hate in this fucked-up planet it’s rapists and child molesters. And to think those fuckers accused my father of something he didn’t do on top of these accusations while they are guilty as hell themselves.
“You tell those girls we’ll handle it?”
“Yeah, Prez. One of them mentioned they couldn’t go to the police because she knew he was the son of the mob boss. These two know the deal and were relieved when I told them we’d make them pay for what they did to the both of them.”
“Good,” I grunt and we head for the SUV, jumping in to get back to where we stashed our bikes.
Once we’re a few blocks away, we finally get on our bikes and ride to the warehouse we own on the outskirts of town.
“Put both fuckers in different rooms,” I order and watch how my men drag the two bodies inside the warehouse.
Torture and murder are not a daily occurrence for us but it sure as fuck is a necessity from time to time. We run an underground casino and have a high-class escort service alongside the weapon transport we do from time to time for McVay.
Both the casino and the escort service sometimes have clients who need a little reminder not to fuck with us. For the first time we need to remind mafia fuckers not to cross us either. And I’m looking forward to it.
They throw Leith on the floor of one of the large containers we’ve placed inside the warehouse. We’ve made them soundproof and covered with plastic for easy cleanup. There’s a chair bolted to the floor in the midst of it all and near the door is a bunch of equipment we could use to torture.
We have a few other containers without a chair bolted to the floor so we can also keep people prisoner if need be. But in this case, with Leith and his bodyguard, we don’t need to lock them up. I’m going to see if we can squeeze some information from these fuckers and then we’re going to kill them slowly.
Leith moans and slowly becomes aware of his surroundings. Placing his hands on the floor, he pushes up and gets to his knees. Groaning the fucker notices me as I lean against the wall. I’ve ditched the ski mask because, like I said, this fucker won’t leave this container alive.
“Ah, the rapist is awake,” I sneer and push away from the wall.
The asshole falls back on his ass and tries to scramble away until his back hits the chair. “You…you don’t know what you’ve pulled yourself into. If you knew who I was, you wouldn’t have taken me.”
“You little fuck,” I snarl. “I damn well know exactly who you are, Leith. And let me tell you who you’re dealing with since you’re oblivious to the grave situation you’re in. I’m the new president of the Wyoming charter of VII Knights MC.”
His eyes bulge and panic seeps in. “No,” he gasps on a whispered breath.
“Fuck, yes. And believe me when I tell you I didn’t plan on being the president yet. I was fucking happy with being the VP while my father was the Prez. But your family had to fuck shit up.”
He stays silent this time. No remark about how I accuse his family of something they didn’t do; nothing. The way Leith was acting when we easily snatched him up made me doubt if he’s even aware of his father’s business, but his silence lets me know he’s fully aware.
And this asshole is supposed to marry Meribeth? She would eat him alive. I shake my head in disgust and my anger flares up at the thought of this rapist getting his hands on the feisty woman who is still locked up in my room.
Two damn days since I’ve had my fingers sliding through the lips of her pussy. To feel her shake with pleasure from the first orgasm a man gave her. Walking out after licking my fingers clean in front of her was in her best interest.
The way the zipper of my jeans was imprinting on my cock was unbearable. I wanted nothing more than to palm my hard length, nudge her entrance and slice her pussy in half by impaling her with my cock. I would have pounded away and pressed her knees against her fucking ears to fuck her harder than ever.