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by M. T. Ossler


  Ya, G, sure, that’s exactly what I’ll do.

  The second I hear the click of the door, my beast comes out, and I attack him. Throwing my right fist at his face, my left and then I just go to town on his ass, pinning him to the wall. He doesn’t fight me back just stands here and takes every blow I send his way.

  After a few minutes, he falls to the floor all bloody, and I move back. I’m out of breath, and my hands are cut up and bloody.

  “You were supposed to keep her safe and unharmed, asshole. How could you allow this shit to happen? You had a responsibility, a duty to protect her.” I say to him out of breath. I’m fuming and ready to get out of here. His ass needs to be hanging in the shed so I can torture him.

  “I swear I didn’t know he was going to hurt her that way. I never would have left her if I had. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for all this mess,” he says remorsefully, having a hard time catching his breath. I’m done with this shit. I don’t want to hear his lame excuses. I need to get him out of here.

  I collect myself, grab the zip-tie from my jeans pocket and cuff his hands behind his back. Picking him up from the floor by his arm, I drag him out to the guys.

  Just as we all suspected, Gigi is in Dusty’s arms. He’s holding onto her as if his life depends on it.

  Ace walks up to me. “We need to get out of here, now. Antonio is with Val and the guys on the way to the van. Hand him off to one of the boys,” Ace says as Tic comes up to take Vito from me.

  I head over to Dusty and Gigi sitting on the bed. “Let’s get home, kids,” I say, and he gets up still holding her in his arms.

  I don’t say anything; I just follow him out of the room and the hotel. We all jog down the stairs and back to the vans and bikes.

  I watch as the kid mounts his bike, Gigi gets on and wraps her arms around him. Once I see she’s settled, I wave my hand in the air, and we head straight home.

  We roll in the parking lot of the Clubhouse around 2 in the morning. I park my bike and see Prospect Bo and Torch coming out the bar door. I order them to take the shitheads to the shed and get them ready for me. I need to take Gigi to Bella first before I allow the beast to come out and play for a while.

  Dusty has Gigi in his arms again, carrying her, and I wave him over, to follow me. Ace and Ryder come running up next to me.

  “You all head inside, I’ll update Gator and Maddox. See you in the morning.” Snake says, walking past us and heading inside the building before us.

  “Hey, Beast, you hold those girls of yours close. I got this shit covered for you,” he says once we’re in the bar. I nod my head to him and head to the stairs.

  “I’ll bring Jules to our room so you all can be alone,” Ace says on my right.

  “I’ll grab Ces and take him to my room,” Ryder says on my left. I just nod jogging up the stairs.

  Before entering the room, I tell Dusty to wait in the hall until I call him in.

  The three of us enter the room, quietly, and find all three of them sleeping soundlessly. Ryder goes to the right side of the bed, lifts up Ces in his arms, effortlessly, cradling him to his chest and walks out. Ace does the same with Jules, on the left side of the bed, leaving Bella alone in the center.

  She’s laying on her right side with her leg draped over the long body pillow. Her shirt is up exposing her round belly. Her hair fanned out on the pillow. I stare at her, taking in her beauty before disturbing her rest.

  I slide into the bed facing her, kissing her cheek and neck while rubbing her belly. I don’t know how she’s sleeping so peacefully. The boys are going crazy moving all around inside her, kicking my hand as I move it in circles.

  “Baby, we’re home,” I whisper in her ear. Then place a kiss on the sensitive part of her neck. Her eyes flutter open, and she stares right at me.

  “Where Gigi?” she asks sleepily.

  “She’s out in the hall with Dusty. I wanted to wake you before I called them in,” I say kissing her lips.

  “I’m awake, bring her to me,” she orders, lifting herself up from the bed. I place her large pillow behind her back and call them in. Gigi runs to Bella and envelopes her big sister in her arms.

  She cries and pleads with Bella to forgive her and how sorry she is for worrying her.

  Bella cries and tells her how much she loves her and next time to let me handle things.

  Bella and I spend the next hour holding Gigi in bed. Then the four of us crunch in together and sleep. Bella and Gigi are in the middle of Dusty and me. I guess I better get used to the kid being around more now. She’s not going to be leaving his side anytime soon.

  After breakfast, I reluctantly leave my girls with Lorenzo, Romeo, Bash, and Dusty. It’s time for the beast to come out and play. Val and I walk in the shed and see the asshats hanging from the rafters.

  Gator gave us permission to have some time alone with them before he shows up. Now, there are some Family matters to attend to and discuss first that has nothing to do with the Club.

  I take a few whacks at Anton’s face before I have a little chat with Vito. Val stands back observing me, he’s about to get the shock of his life. Best friend or not, he may have seen me kill before, but he’s never seen me in beast mode, especially when it’s personal. I am a whole other person, completely out of it. Most people don’t recognize me when I’m in this shed.

  “You and I will have more fun soon enough, Satan. Until then, you can just hang tight. First I need a word with your man over here,” I say to Anton laughing, slapping his cheek and then turn away.

  “You think you can kill me and there won’t be any repercussions for you or your precious little Club? You’re crazy, biker trash,” Anton spews at me. I turn back to face him with an evil grin on my face.

  “I can and I will. Ricco gave me the ok to do whatever the fuck I want to with you and then end you. We can talk about all that later when I’m ramming your puny little dick up your ass. Now, shut the fuck up, I’ll deal with you soon, asshole,” I say with a sadistic laugh. He finally zips his mouth shut and I turn back to Vito.

  Removing my knife from my boot, I drag it along his chest and cut his dress shirt open. Exposing his bare skin and running the knife tip along his chest, abs, and stomach. No cutting, yet.

  I gesture with my hand for Val to come closer to the fun. “Brother, come on over here,” I say as he makes his way over to us.

  “I have a few questions for your man here. I know you trust him, but I don’t,” I state as I walk over to the table by the wall, removing my kutte and shirt.

  Then go back over and stand in front of Vito. I need to clear some things up with this shit.

  “Have at him, man,” Val answers with a smirk. He’s not fully convinced of the asshats loyalty either.

  “My first question and maybe my last depending on your answer,” I say and pull my knife across his chest, and this time I make a cut. A diagonal cut, right across his upper body. He hisses and closes his eyes, clenching his teeth. When he opens his eyes, I ask my question.

  “My brother here seems to think you are and have always been a loyal guard for the Castellani Family. I, on the other hand, have my reservations. If you’ve been so loyal, why didn’t you warn Mr. Castellani or Val that this shithead planned to take over?” I point at Antonio whit my knife.

  “If you were so fuckin’ loyal why did my Bella get hurt by this bastard? You didn’t protect her like you were supposed to do, like you vowed to do,” I growl and spit the last part in his face and make another slash across his chest. Val growls next to me.

  As a member of the Mafia family, you take a vow to protect your King and his family. It’s an unbreakable vow, the penalty for breaking the oath results in death. We protect the royal families to the death, no matter fuckin’ what it takes. They are the most important people in that world, especially the Kings children.

  My adrenaline is pumping and ready for a fight, or a little torture on this asshole. Ok, maybe a
lot of fuckin’ torture. I want my answers, and I want to make him pay before I move on to the main event.

  “Mr. Valentino, Mr. Castellani, I swear to you, I didn’t know he was going to hurt Bella that way, or I would have taken her and Gigi that night. I was a loyal soldier to Mr. C, but I had some debt, and Antonio paid it off, and kinda blackmailed me with it. So, I had no choice but to help him. I figured if I played double agent I could make up for some of the sins I made and keep the girls safe,” he says losing his breath.

  I got what I wanted from him, now I’m ready to have some fun with him. I just have one more thing I need to know. Call it curiosity, if you will, but I want to know what kind of debt Vito had that Anton could blackmail him with. What could have allowed him to let my girl get hurt and her parents killed?

  “What the fuck kinda debt did you have that you let this asshole blackmail you? The collateral damage alone, the dead bodies can all be added to that debt, it just keeps piling up. So, enlighten me here, and I’ll let you breathe a little longer.”

  “Just kill me and get it over with, nothing I say is going to change what I let happen. So just do it,” he says closing his eyes and bowing his head forward. I’m about to give in to his request when Anton laughs sadistically next to us. I look over at him, and he has a huge smile on his face. He doesn’t make me wait long for him to speak.

  “Mr. Loyal over there has a thing for prostitutes, he likes to fuck males and females. He had more debt than the Castellani house is worth that accumulate over the past 20 years. It gave me something to hold over his head after the way he used to beat the shit out of me as a kid,” Anton says.

  All the years growing up, him guarding us kids, I never had a clue he like men and women and paid for sex. The men always had free pussy at their disposal, why pay for it and put yourself in that much debt. I look at Val and can tell he’s thinking the same thing I am. How did we not see any of this growing up? He practically lived in Val’s home for years, after guarding Anton as a child.

  Silence falls between us, and no one moves a muscle while we take that all in.

  Val gives me a look for us to end Vito. I don’t even think twice, my hand just moves on its own volition. I swipe my knife across his chest a few more times. Then move around, gutting him for all the shit he’s done. Val joins me with his knife, and we go to town on him cutting him up together.

  At that moment, the shed doors burst open allowing the light to stream in, blinding us for a second. The guys come storming in ready to battle the two demons hang before me.

  Gator, Maddox, Romeo, Lorenzo, Bash, Ace, Blaze, Bull, Ryder, Bo, and Torch stop in their tracks when they see Val and me tearing Vito up. The only sounds in the room are our grunts, Vito’s moans and the door slamming shut.

  We finish him, Val slits his throat as Vito takes his last breath. Both of us are out of breath after working him over for hours and need a minute. When I see the prospects, I give them a job.

  “Bo, Torch, strip this asshole,” I huff out, pointing at Anton for them to strip his close off.

  “You gonna make us clamp his shit up too,” Bo asks and grunts sound across the room from my Club brothers. They remember what I did the last time we were all in this shed.

  I have to laugh, that was too good for those asshats. Not Anton though, he’ll be losing his shit very soon.

  “Not this time, boys. I’ll be cutting it off soon, so leave the tiny thing alone.” Now, the room fills with laughter. This is going to be good.

  Once he’s stripped, the laughter continues, I wasn’t wrong this time, his shit is small. Even shriveled up you can’t see it. If I did want them to clamp his shit, they would have a hard time finding it.

  I have them get all my tools ready, the guys stand back and wait for their turn.

  “When you’re done, dispose of this shithead for me, will ya.” I point to Vito’s dead hanging body. I don’t need the smell of death lingering in the air when I’m working.

  I’ll let the guys have their enjoyment with Anton, and then he’s all mine. This is going to be long and fun. I address all my brothers in the room.

  “So, here’s how this is going to play out. You each are going to get your turn with him. You can take all the time you desire, just leave him alive. Do your worst on him, boys. Since Val is the oldest sibling, he gets to start this shit show,” I say.

  Then I turn back to my brother. “Our prospects are at your disposal, they can do the dirty work if you want.” I stand back and watch Val in action.

  I head over to the table and grab a towel to wipe off my face, chest, arms, and hands of Vito's blood. My brothers and I all stand back and watch Val, cheering him on.

  Val takes his time with the bastard, cutting him up, shocking him with the electric cables and splashing him with water. He hits him with the wet ropes for a while and not to be greedy, he rips out his nails on one hand.

  He's done for now but wants another go around later. I can’t deny him or any of her brothers that, so I reluctantly agree.

  He hands off the reins to Lorenzo, sometime in the afternoon. He goes at him for about twenty minutes or so, then the shed door opens, and Bella, Jules, and Ces come rushing in.

  My girl toddles over to me with her partners in crime. They must have all snuck away from their watchers, Gigi and Dusty. I left Snake in charge of my Bella, Ace left Skull in charge of Jules, and Wolf was in charge of Ces, and Dusty with Gigi. Those guys are in for a world of shit.

  My girl and I are going to have words later, and she’ll be getting a spanking for this stunt. She’s supposed to be in bed not walking around the compound and coming out here, of all places.

  What the fuck is she thinking? I rush closer to her and gather her up in my arms. I see Ace drag Jules to the corner and Ryder takes Ces by the hand, leading him over to the group.

  “Why the hell are you out here and out of bed, baby?” I practically growl at her. She stares me in the eyes, not the least bit concerned about my tone.

  She’s going to give me shit now, I can see it in her eyes.

  Chapter 32

  Bella

  I’m so happy my baby sister is home with us and untouched by that bastard and his goons. I love her, but I could throttle her ass for this stunt she pulled. I was so relieved when Gio returned home and woke me up. When I saw her run into the room to me with Dusty behind her, I knew things had changed between them, I could see it in their eyes. She needs him and loves him like I love Gio.

  Once I got her in my arms, I didn’t want to let go. Thankfully, my dear loving husband understood and felt the same way. None of us really wanted to let her go. So, the four of us got comfortable in the bed, together - Gio’s old bed. We all slept the rest of the night holding her.

  After breakfast, Gio and Val left us to take care of the business, the bastard. I dragged my baby sister and Dusty to the media room with everyone to talk. Well, not exactly dragged, Romeo carries me, on Gio’s orders, and Jules, Ces, Lorenzo, and Bash follow us.

  “You know Sissy, I don’t know how Gio does this all the time without complaining. You’ve double your weight with these babies. You’re killing my arms, but I still love you,” Romeo says with a smile. He’s not trying to be mean.

  “Maybe you need to work out your arms at the gym more, big brother,” I say, and laughter sounds off around us.

  “I love you too, Rom,” I say placing a kiss on his cheek.

  We make our way to the media room, and he places me on the couch.

  My brothers yell at Gigi and hold her for a few minutes. Then we lay down the law, for her and Dusty, especially her. After the guys have their say, Gator comes to collect them to join Gio and Val.

  We stay in the media room talking with all our guards and then decide to watch a movie.

  I’m so uncomfortable, and all I can think about is saying my peace and hurting that bastard. I want five minutes with him. I should have that right, as closure for me.

>   I know Gio and my brothers want me to stay away, but I just can’t. I have to figure out a way to get out to that shed. I have two willing, loving, supportive besties that will help me do just that.

  I just need to figure out how to get away from our bodyguards. Gio has Snake, Skull, and Wolf watching over Jules, Ces and me. He ordered Snake to keep a close eye on me. He ordered Dusty to watch my sister like a hawk, and not let her out of his sight for a second. Or anywhere near his phone, for a while.

  I think I have a plan, a full proof plan if I do say so myself.

  “Snake, umm... I have to umm...go to the bathroom again. Umm... Guys... will you let Jules and Ces take me. We’ll just be down the hall. I may be a while, I umm...” I say, and I can see Snake squirm in his seat. Just like I planned, I made him uncomfortable.

  He raises his hands to stop me from going on. I inwardly smile, my plan is working perfectly, and I’m going to get out of this building.

  “I don’t need to know, sweetheart. Go with your friends, if you need anything, one of you just yell,” Snake says waving us out.

  Jules and Ces help me up and have no idea what I’m up to, but they know I’m up to something. We get in the bathroom, and once the door is shut, I hurry into the stall and do my business.

  No need in having a delay once I get out there. I leave the door open and tell them my plan, quietly. I don’t need one of the club whores hearing and tattling on us.

  When I finish, they help me, and we carefully make our way out the back of the Clubhouse. For a full house, none of the guys are in the kitchen or the backyard. They must all be in the bar drinking or out front.

  So, without being seen, we walk as fast as we can over to the shed. I don’t waste time or care at this point. I’ve come this far, and I’m not going back. I need to do what I came to do. Jules and Ces will hold anyone back from stopping me.

  I throw the door open and walk in without a care. Of course, I see my husband first, and he looks pissed. He’ll get over it, I’ll make it up to him later, in private.

 

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