Page 77 of Caged

Her pistol moves off of my chest, and the loud hiss of the silencer goes off.

Knox falls to the ground at my feet.

Pinning her weapon hand against the metal of the vehicle, I try to wrestle to get the bag from her.

“No, Nikolai! You don’t understand!” She dodges every attempt.

“The fuck I don’t! You lied to me, you betrayed me, and now, you’re stealing from me? I’d give you anything!” Rage burns through me. “Dazhe moyo serdce. Even my heart,” I mutter in Russian.

“Moyo prinadlezhyt tebe. You own mine,” she replies. In Russian.

I’m dumbfounded.

She’s known all along.

Stumbling backward, it takes me a breath to let the fury consume me.

Her face is full of despair, but I don’t fucking care.

“You gave me my seven minutes, Niki. I’ll always remember that.”

Seven minutes? What the hell is she talking about?

I shake my head as the blinding rage consumes me.

“You fooled me, but you won’t get away with it!” Slamming her back, my fingers work tighter around her neck, keeping the air from her.

“Joke’s on you,” she squeaks out. “I’m into that shit.”

Her arm snakes out, and piercing pain shoots through my side in rapid succession.

She stabbed me. The bitch actually stuck me.

A roar of anger echoes down the street as I bounce her off the van and knock her to the ground, pinning her beneath me.

I hate how hard I am. How I want to fuck her into submission.

And how I want to squeeze the life out of her for how badly I’m hurting.

THIRTY-ONE

MILA

Song- The Worst In Me, Bad Omens.

My vision is starting to fade, I can’t let him kill me.

Timing my chance just right, I land a blow with the heel of my hand just below his Adam’s apple, making him choke and roll off of me.

I know I’ve broken him.

It’s killing me that I had to.

My own heart is lying shattered on the ground, rolling in agony clutching his throat.

I want so badly to save him, to protect him.

But, my choice has been made. I have to save Daniil.

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