Page 20 of Bratva Butcher

She was pretty fucking hard to ignore.

“I said stopping fucking looking at me,” Autumn snapped, her gaze still staring out the window.

How the fuck did she know I was even looking at her?

“I’m not, you insufferable woman. I’m looking out the window.”Good comeback, Dimitri. Don’t need her thinking you were looking at her. That shit would go to her head.

“There’s twelve other windows on here. Pick a different one. I don’t even want you looking in my general vicinity.”

“Anybody ever tell you that you’re the most infuriating person on the fucking planet?” I hissed.

“Yes, actually.” She turned, flashing her teeth in a proud smile. “I think it’s a wonderful compliment.

“Figures. Psychotic people always do have grand delusions.”

“Donotcall me psychotic!”

“Or what? You going to slap me in the face with another piece of chicken?” I scoffed.

“I’ll break every goddamn bone in your body before I disembowl you and make you eat your own fucking intestines.”

I arched an eyebrow.Violent little thing.

Adingrang through the cabin, followed by a male voice. “We are beginning our descent. Please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts. We will be landing shortly.”

Talon’s security team was very cautious as we disembarked from the plane. They took zero risks, making sure to keep us cuffed as they led us from our seats to the exit at the front of the aircraft.

With a heave of exertion, the blonde flight attendant opened the door and rolled out the staircase so we could step down from the plane. The first thing that hit me was the scent of the sea, salty and fresh. It was a distinct aroma that told my brain I was somewhere tropical, open and free.

From my position at the top of the stairs, I had a wide view of the tarmac. Beyond it lay a field of big, beautiful trees, and then nothing but wide, open ocean as far as the eye could see.

It was…breathtaking, I have to admit. From a purely non-bias point of view, it seemed like literal paradise. The sight. The smells. Even the sounds of birds tweeting and the wind rufflingthrough the trees. It all gave off the illusion that it was a place of calm and serenity. Of peace and tranquility. Of—

And I was falling.

I didn’t know what the fuck happened, except I felt hands shove at my back moments before I started to tumble. Pain burst throughout different parts of my body as I literally rolled down the hard, unforgiving stairs.

Son of a—fuck-shit-ow.

I landed in a heap on the rough asphalt, my skin scraping across the ground. My head snapped up, catching sight of Autumn leaping over the railing and landing on one knee, grimacing slightly before she took off, making a run for it across the tarmac.

She literallypushedme out of the way to make her escape.

That fucking bitch.

Okay, I was mildly impressed. It was a savage fucking move.

A gunshot rang out into the air. Autumn jumped back with a fright when the ground in front of her, where she was just about to take her next step, exploded into a cloud of rock. She lost her footing and landed flat on her ass. Men swarmed her not even a second later, pinning her down with harsh, violent hands.

The glint shining off in the distance from one of the buildings told me what I already suspected: Talon had sharp shooters placed all around the makeshift airport to stop anyone from escaping.

Not that they’d get very far anyway. We were surrounded on all sides by a vast, unforgiving ocean.

But Talon always had been a paranoid bastard.

After I was lifted onto my feet by the guards from the plane—none too carefully, I might add—they ushered me towards the big glass building next to the airstrip. As we neared Autumn, I finally put up some resistance. My guards tried to get me moving, but I refused to budge, glaring down at the red-haired woman who was very quickly becoming the bane of my existence.

“I’m glad I didn’t tell you Talon would most likely keep snipers upon entry. I just wish their aim was better,” I hissed before marching away, not looking back.

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