Page 72 of The Dirty Saint

“The power of disobedience.”

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My head whips around as I hear footsteps make their way into the cell, my eyes growing wide as I see my right-hand man standing in the doorway, a sick smile on his face.

“What the hell are you doing here, Dom? Shouldn’t you be in Germany? Last I checked, that’s where I fucking sent you.”

Dom smirks, hiking up Ezra’s shirt and kissing her stomach.

“I thought I’d come back to aid in the fun.”

“Get away from her!” I demand.

“Sorry, Joe, no can do,” Dom looks back at Michael. “I have a new boss now.”

“The hell are you talking about,” I snap.

“You never utilize me. Ever. You fucking send me away on crap jobs that serve me no purpose. And I grew fucking tired of it. You see, Michael here, he sees me. For everything I’m worth.”

I scoff, unable to hide my own laughter.

“God, you’re even dumber than I thought. Do you really think that Michael cares about you? The only thing he cares about is money and power. He doesn’t give a shit who he hurts or harms in the process, and the moment he’s done with you, he’s gonna kick you right to the curb. And when he does, and he will, don’t you even think about crying to me.”

Nothing hurts worse than betrayal. At least, in my eyes. I won’t stand for it, I won’t tolerate it, and I don’t give a fuck that my friend is the one on the other side.

The fact that I am chained up right now and unable to teach him any proper lessons just goes to show how much of a pussy Dom Hastings really is.

Too bad I’m only just noticing it now.

“But, sure, go ahead, continue to suck the deranged man’s cock. I’m sure he loves that.”

I lean my back against the wall, the shackles digging into my wrists.

Suddenly, flashes of my family make their way to the forefront of my mind and it takes a great deal of strength out of me not to explode at the fact that they are out there and I am stuck here.

Not for long.

Dom nods before walking over to Ezra despite my angry pleas.

“Joey, you have always thought you were god’s gift from the fucking earth. But you’re not. And you never have been. And I can’t wait to watch as Tono fills your girl up like the whore she is, and you can’t do shit to stop him.”

I yank on my chains, ignoring their screeching. “Don’t you…Even…Touch her. I’m serious, Hastings!”

He looks at me, his expression as detached from reality as the glare in his eyes.

“I am, too.”

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Chapter Eighteen

After

EZRA

July 5, 2023

Dear Diary,

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