I stop. Everything stops, frozen in perfect stillness so that the only thing I hear is blood thrashing violently between my ears and thickening in my veins. I’ve never moved so fast in my life, my fingers flying over the keys, and it takes mere seconds for me to find her.
The warehouse.
Fucking Katia has her.
A foreign sensation springs from a place deep inside me, in the treacherous, ravening pit beneath my soul that feeds off every slaughter I’ve ever made. It’s a dark, seductive sensation so potent and so lethal, it surges through me, steeps my entire being in mind-numbing hot, white rage, and I welcome it with wide-open arms. I don’t think, I react. My fist slams down on the glass table and it shatters to pieces. There is pain, but it’s inconsequential. There is nothing but pure fury. On my way to my bedroom, I remove the shards of glass embedded in my knuckles. One by one, I remove the arrangement of firearms from behind the mirror in my bedroom and carefully arm myself, the rest I set inside the black leather carrying case and carry it all back downstairs. Stepping into my living room, I catch a glimpse of her leash on my couch and the black fury of hatred blazes even hotter in my veins. It’s no longer a matter of possession where Lacey is concerned. She’s a part of me now, her touch, her smell, every single beat of her heart, and all that she is has been permanently etched within the dark recess of my soul. Everything I do now is for her, to protect her. She is the only one that sustains me. The only person in this world I cannot do without. She is the one person I will not share.
She is mine.
I will get to Lacey and when I find her, hell will seem like paradise to all those involved when I’m through with them. It will not matter so much if Katia has harmed her in any way because by simply daring to take what belongs to me, she has sealed her fate. Everyone involved in Lacey’s abduction will die. But Katia…Katia I will slice open from her pussy to her mouth. I’ll cram all of her intestines into her mouth and watch her slowly eat herself to death.
To be continued…
Acknowledgements:
There’s so many people that belong here, so I’ll try to remember everyone. I want to sincerely thank you all for being a part of my life and this very short, but amazing writing career that I’ve embarked on. Each and every one of you has made this book possible.
My Beta readers: Kiki Amit, Jennifer Juers, Dawn Nicole Costiera, Kristine Marie, Barbara Alvarez, Natasha Kelly, Crystal Moody, Natalie Massenburg, Diara Spelmon, Alicia Collins Dennis, you amazing women with such loving and giving spirits, I’d like to thank you from the bottom of my heart. You ladies have been with me from the very first incarnation of Flawed, to the novel it is now, your words of encouragement, your unending support, your excitement and craving for this story has been everything to me. It’s been the fuel I used to get me through the horrible writers block. Each one of you has made me strive for more in my work, you’ve made me want to write something good enough for you to love and I’m so proud to call each one of you friend. Thank you again for everything you’ve done for me.
My editor: Marilyn Medina I don’t know what I did to bring you into my life, but I’m so glad I did it and I’m so grateful you came along when you did. You’ve taken my subpar manuscript laden with grammatical mistakes and weird word usage and made it into something I’m so very proud to call my work. Thank you for being so patient with me and walking me through revision hell. Thank you for taking the time to call and PM, to smooth out plot holes, to explain to me exactly why certain phrases shouldn’t be used the way I used them. Thank you for caring more than most. So happy to have you on my team.
Street Team: To my Flawless Ones, a huge, fat thank you for working your butts off to pimp me and Flawed. Your hard work is profoundly appreciated!
Cover Designer: Kari Ayashi, thank you for taking my jumble of ideas and creating breathtaking masterpieces. You’ve really outdone yourself with the cover of Flawed!
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