Page 40 of Sinful Secrets

“Did they pay for what they did to her?”

“How do you know what they did to her?” he asks.

I reach for my ice chips, my throat feeling dry. I look up at him. “I may have gotten shot and nearly fuckin’ died but my eyes still work perfectly fine. She never used to have marks like that.”

Rip watches me closely and I know how he works, there is more to it, there’s something they're not telling me. “To answer your question, no, they haven’t paid for what they have done, it was decided that we are to wait until you feel better. We are all on high alert until that time. They sure as hell will be pissed at us for taking her.” Rip sighs. “Couldn’t leave her there any longer, she has suffered enough.”

I nod, not liking that information. I knew they would torture her if she went back, its why I didn’t want her to go back, and after they shot me in the middle of the day in a grocery parking lot, that screamed to me and the club that they didn’t give a shit, they wouldn’t hold back doing anything.

“You think they will come looking for her?” I ask.

“Yeah, brother, I do. Dreads is going to leave a calling card for those white supremacist fuckers, hopefully they buy it and it gives us some time. And let’s face it, if a few of them end up meeting their maker, it just means the world is short of a few less assholes.”

“A win win.” I smirk.

Rip smiles and nods. I yawn, my eyes feeling heavy again. “Get your rest, Golem is posted outside your door. Want me to send Talitha back in?” he asks.

“Fucking right I do.” I wink.

“Fuckin’ hell, brother, keep your dick in your damn pants. You can barely speak without getting out of breath.” He laughs, walking out the door and pauses before turning back around. “Get better soon, Rusty.” He laughs, fuckers found out my real name.

Bambi comes back in and I pat the bed. She climbs up and lays beside me. I stroke my hands through her hair. “I can see what they did to you, Bambi, and I promise you I will fucking slaughter them all. Every last one will suffer for what they have done to you.”

She looks up at me with those big, beautiful doe eyes. “Khan, I… I don’t know how I feel about that,” she whispers.

“Tell me, tell me everything they did, and I will tell you why they deserve to die at my hands.” Something passes across her face; she tries to mask it but it’s too late, I saw it. “What is it? Tell me,” I press.

She looks down then sits up next to me. “When I arrived there, they put me in a cell. I was tied up to a cross and left, I think for nearly two days. Father Isiah touched me to confirm the theory that I was no longer pure,” she says, looking up at me. I can feel my rage building. “Anyway, Brother Asher gave me lashings with a cat-o’-nine tails. It hurt a lot, but I could withstand it. Afterwards, he made me sit in a salt bath. That was a pain like no other.” She shudders, and I am amazed by her strength.

“You're one of the bravest women I know,” I state, interrupting her. She gives me a small sad smile.

She then proceeds to tell me about the joining, and I swear if I could jump out of this bed right now and hunt the fucker down, I would. I am glad that they waited for me to be there to seek my vengeance. Because I am going to torture him so slowly, he will be begging me for death.

She finishes and sits there, looking at her lap. “Bambi, get your ass here,” I order. She moves back to lying beside me. “You have nothing to fear ever again, do you understand? I will make sure you will never experience anything like that again. You may not like it, but they will pay, they will suffer, and I will enjoy every moment of it. Because what they did to you, they deserve to die a slow and painful death,” I swear to her. She doesn’t protest or fight me on it, she knows deep down that they deserve it.

We lay there and my eyes become heavy. “I love you, Bambi,” I mumble before falling asleep.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Khan

“So, doc, when can I go home? It’s been ten days and I feel fine,” I ask, getting irritated being stuck in here.

“The doctor looks at me and rolls his eyes. “If I was to send you home, you must stay in bed and be on strict bed rest. If you don’t, you will only end up back in here again,” he warns.

I cross my heart. “Promise, doc, I will be on my best behaviour, no parties, no fucking, just bed rest.”

“Khan!” Flo chastises, placing her face in her hands. I laugh and wink.

“Right, I will get the nurse to prepare your meds and please sign your discharge papers, you are free to go home.” He smiles.

I sign and hand them back. “Get me the fuck out of here,” I clap. Flo calls Bambi to let her know. I forced her to go home and get a proper night’s sleep, even though she didn’t want to leave me. Now I get to sleep with her in my own bed and I can’t fucking wait.

While packing up my bag, Flo pulls me in for an unexpected hug. “Don’t you ever nearly die on me again or I will fucking kill you,” she threatens.

I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head. “I will do my best not to end up dead.” She steps back and continues packing.

“Khan, be careful with her,” she states out of nowhere.

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