Page 6 of Ruthless Kings of Havoc

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GETTING EVEN WITH THE RUTHLESS DEVIL

~ZANDER~

“You have five seconds to tell me what the fuck you injected into her.”

My snarl doesn’t sound humane. In fact, I don’t even feel like myself with how enraged I am to see my Dolcezza in this man’s arms. A man we haven’t given permission to hold her frail body.

A man who looks like that betraying motherfucker.

“Drug H.H.E., literally termed Healing Havoc Euphoria. It’s a cervical injection from the depths of the black market.” The barrel of my gun pressed to his temple may be why he continues without much pause. “Immediately sends relaxing signals throughout the body via the bloodstream. Puts the client to sleep like general anesthesia. It then kicks into its next stage, which we’d term as havoc because it goes haywire to find the problems in the client’s body and allows it to show up on the individual’s flesh.”

I lower my gaze to Dolcezza, my eyes catching onto the deep purple bruising all along her legs. Her lips, part of her chest nearher cleavage, and her bleeding hands are a sickly mix of blue and purple. My eyes linger on the scar marking her upper bicep, how it bruises so beautifully with that sickly plum shade with mixes of blue.

It makes me grasp the sight of a newly carved marking on the back of this man’s hand.

“Once the chemicals ignite the reaction, it works toward healing what can be done internally, while the objective is for whoever injected the drug to further assist in healing whatever is broken from the outside. The process is much longer, and by longer, I mean a good 72 to 96 hours long. So, it would be rather imminent for us to get your Ruthless Queen out of here and somewhere she can be monitored and put on continuous oxygen.”

Shit…

The feel of Ares’ hand lightly laying on mine cues my eyes to find his.

I’d be lying if I said he didn’t look like Warren right now, that lethal glare and the rooted rage in the depths of his unique eyes. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen Ares this triggered. The model photoshoot was one thing, especially seeing it from afar as I observed the madness, but it’s another thing seeing it up close.

It ignites goosebumps along my flesh, making me realize we’ve been playing house rather than acting like true ruthless savages.

“The sanctuary we once called home is no more,” Ares announces as he encourages me to lower my arm, the barrel no longer pressing against Bunny Stalker’s temple.

“I’m aware.”Of course, he fucking knows everything.“I have a place in mind. Off the grid yet center to everything. You’ll be able to access the essentials. Will be off the radar. Would berather smart to be prompt about your decision, seeing as we’re on a ticking clock as of now.”

“Ticking clock?” Ares questions.

I quickly survey our surroundings. My gun is already in a corner in a heartbeat, but Ares already has his hand on top of mine, stopping me from instantly pulling the trigger.

“It’s Aries.”

Aries… useless bodyguard.

“Why the fuck does she have a bodyguard when you’re never fucking here?” I don’t know why I’m lashing my anger at the hidden man, but fuck. None of this should have escalated to this.

To this fucking betrayal.

“Now, now,” Bunny Stalker begins with amusement laced in his deep voice.

I really despise his confidence, and yet it’s so different from his younger counterpart of a brother.

“Don’t lash out at the messenger. If it wasn’t for him, you two would probably be dead, and our Precious Gem trafficked to the highest bidder.”

Our?

I’m pretty sure Ares can tell I’m extremely triggered because he not only disarms me in a second, but he has his own little contraption to his neck.

Smart.Should have been a fucking doctor. Bastard.

“Tame it, Zander.” That’s the only warning I’m going to get. “And she isn’t ‘ours.’ She’s OUR Ruthless Queen. My Sweet Canary. Zander’s Sweet Dynamite. Aries’ V. She has no association with you! You’re not a Ruthless King.”

“You’re right, in a sense,” he partially agrees. “Yet, she’s MY Sweet Precious Gem, and I’ve known her longer than any of you.” He lifts her into his arms in one smooth movement, then turns to face our way at an angle that includes Warren, who is still hidden in the shadows.

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