Page 50 of My Broken Bodyguard 2: Ritchie & Tori

“My girls always understood that. Tara didn’t. We had to get rid of her.”

Daryl smirked through the pain. “Did you get rid of her?”

Fuck, was she still alive?

Don’t appear shocked. Grin and bear his bullshit.

“If she’s still alive, the girls and I will kill her on land this time. That way, we can ensure she’s dead once and for all.”

“Bianca, I’m sure you’d like to fuck Daryl’s ass up for strapping explosives to Kam’s body.” I arched a brow at Daryl.

He shook his head. “You left me no choice, Tori.”

“I never outed you. If you would’ve agreed to let me go, we wouldn’t be here now.”

“Tori, you did. You told your fucking boyfriend.”

I shrugged. “Ritchie’s trustworthy.I knew I could tell him anything. So I let him in on the big secret. He couldn’t understand why I was in a relationship that made me unhappy. Especially one I supposedly couldn’t leave when I wanted him so badly. The truth about you and Reece only pissed Ritchie off more.”

My eyes narrowed. “You never had to involve Kam to get the money back.”

Bianca strutted around Reece, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before stopping behind Daryl. A devilish smirk playedon her mahogany-colored lips as she gripped the knives behind her back.

Holding the saw at my side, the sound of blood dripping onto the plastic sheet caught my attention and I couldn’t help but smirk back at my best friend.

You used my brother to get to me. You knew he’d do anything for his big sister,” Bianca said.

“I needed that money,” Daryl barked out. She leaned in close to his ear. “Funny thing, I just transferred those funds back to myself and the girls’ accounts.”

“Of course you did,” Daryl muttered sarcastically.

Then, with a sudden movement, she plunged a knife into his back. He arched in pain and let out a scream, but I couldn’t help but feel a sense of freedom and satisfaction. This was the man who blackmailed me into a fake relationship, robbing me of my ability to choose who I wanted to be with. I had become complacent with the fancy cars, clothes, and people who feared me. But Reece was right- I loved those things more than true love or freedom. So I thought.

Bianca stepped back. “See what happens to backstabbing motherfuckers.”

I moved over to Reece and snatched the scalpel out of his face. Blood squirted all over my apron.

His chest rose and fell as tears streamed down his face.

“You were right. I loved my life as I knew it. The cars, clothes, and the condo. Honestly, what else could I have done?”

Bianca slammed another knife into Daryl’s back.

“Dirty motherfucka,” she hollered out.

Simone and Asia stood off to the side, sipping mimosas, bursting with laughter over me and Bianca’s torture tactics.

I chuckled too. Bianca wasn’t holding back.

“Reece, nothings better than having a man who will claim you. Fight for you. Take a bullet for you.”

The girls howled with laughter.

“The crazy thing is we don’t need the money from the heist,” Asia stated.

I peeked over my shoulder. “Ritchie’s taking me to see the house he bought for me.”

“That’s so awesome, Tori,” Simone boasted.

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