Page 8 of Tainted Essence

“Can you fight?”

I quirk a brow at her. “Against guns? No. Hand to hand? Fuck yeah.” She eyes me warily for a moment before nodding. “What’s that look for?”

She purses her lips. “Can you fight fight or just brawl?”

I scoff at her insinuation. “I was fighting in the streets while you were still swimming in your daddy’s sack, babe.”

She scrunches her face in disgust. “You’re a pig.”

“Hey, we were all conceived the same way. Everyone got shot out of daddy’s sack and pushed out of mommy’s snatch.”

“Not me, dumbass.”

“What?”

She huffs clearly annoyed by this line of conversation. “My mom can’t carry children, it was a long ass process. They managed to extract some eggs from her, plant my dad’s shit in it and then implant it in my aunt. I didn’t pop out of mommy’s snatch, I popped out of my aunt’s, dipshit.” I stare at her in utter disbelief—I never knew that. At the sound of footfalls outside the door she tenses and jumps to her feet, keeping her hands concealed behind her back. I grunt as I follow her lead but I take a half step in front of her, slightly shielding her from view.

The door opens and we both stiffen in anticipation as we wait for whoever it is to enter. The moment a woman is shoved inside, I gape at the sight in front of me. The door slamming closed shakes me from my stunned state, when the girl climbs to her feet and turns to me with a smile.

“You owe me for this, asshole,” she grits out, motioning to the skintight black leather dress she wears that barely covers her pussy. Her tits are pushed up so high they practically rest on her fucking chin.

“You two know each other?” Destiny asks, drawing our attention to her. She darts her gaze between the both of us, clearly feeling uneasy about something. “Who the fuck are you?”

“Slayer, meet Kimber, the bane of my existence,” I mutter. The two girls stand there eyeing each other with untrust and scrutiny.

“Why are you here?” Destiny clips out.

Kimber being the bitch she is rolls her eyes. “I’m here as the entertainment to distract those fuckers while your family breaches the perimeter.”

The blood drains from my face as I stare at Kimber. “You didn’t?” I breathe out.

“They didn’t touch me…” I know what she isn’t saying yet. When the sound of more footfalls pound outside the door, Destiny rushes forward and grabs the other sets of cuffs and tosses them to Kimber before raising her own hands to show her what to do with them. I dart forward and push both girls behind me as the door opens to reveal that burned fucker. He steps inside, followed by six masked cunts—the fact that fucker isn’t wearing a mask tells me he is the underboss or someone higher than a simple soldier.

The fucker shoots Destiny a sly smirk before stepping aside to reveal a guy in a tailored suit. He looks around my age. His blond hair is slicked back flat against his head, his green eyes flick between the three of us before landing on Destiny who gasps at the sight of the man. I look over my shoulder to see her pale slightly.

“Do you know him?” I grit out. She snaps out of it, the shock is quickly replaced by hate but it isn’t her that answers it’s him.

“We know each other really well, don’t we, sweetheart?” he says in a tone that holds an edge.

Destiny

Koda.

My blood begins to boil inside me at the sight of him.

This motherfucker is going to die.

Taylan was wrong, they never thought I was my cousin, they were playing us from the second we got here. Koda would have told them who I was.

“We know each other really well, don’t we, sweetheart?” I sneer at the fuckers answer. I can feel Taylan and Kimber staring at me but I refuse to take my eyes off the snake in front of me for a second.

“Who the fuck is he?” Taylan grits out.

“Oh, do tell them who I am to you,” Koda taunts. “We have plenty of time to catch up on the flight, darling, I just wanted you to see who is behind all of this. Your family sent the whore in to entertain my men thinking it would distract us so they could breach the perimeter but I’m not foolish as you know. I know everything there is to know about your family’s tricks, thanks to you.” Shame washes over me, Koda knows he’s hit me where it hurts. “Bring her to me.” Taylan and Kimber begin fighting but I just stand here staring at my nightmare.

When the guards finally manage to subdue Taylan and Kimber, one of them grabs my hands and yanks the cuffs free, tossing them to the side before dragging me out of the room by my arm. Taylan and Kimber shout for me to fight but I ignore them, fighting him got me nowhere last time.

He’s my cross to bear.

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