Page 44 of My Broken Bodyguard 3: Catch & Bianca

“Not to worry. We’re not doing that. I have something just as cool in mind. But first things first. Let’s get rid of those million-dollar legs you used to get you up and down the basketball court.”

I pressed the power button and dropped to my knees beside him.

“No, please,” HQ pleaded. “Don’t do this. She’s not worth going to prison over.”

I stared into his tear-drenched face.

“She’s worth everything,” I roared. My body was so full of rage, I felt my body shake. I almost shoved a knife into the side of his neck and ended his life.

“You felt it was ok to use her. To stick your dick inside of her when you pleased. Even though she wanted nothing to do with you. No man will ever fucking lay a finger on my woman again. I’m happy I came here to help my cousin. I had no idea the woman of my dreams lived in Chicago. Bianca is the most beautiful woman in the world. And she’s mine.”

I dropped my head, glancing at the floor before meeting his gaze again. “Jake from the mechanic shop is dead. After asking my woman out on a date, he made the mistake of bragging to his buddy. He said he planned to fuck her after their date. At the time, he didn’t know she was in a relationship. It didn’t stop me from slitting his fucking throat. That motherfucker hadn’t touched her,” I bit out through gritted teeth as I pushed the drill bit into his leg, right above his ankle. His piercing screams surrounded us.

His friends were blubbering messes on either side of us.

Bianca stepped behind Marquis and slammed a knife into his bound hands.

“Ah,” he yelled. It sounded like someone was ripping his guts out.

We hadn’t gotten there yet.

“That was for putting your grimy hands on my body any time you felt like it. My future husband and I will make you all suffer today. You all thought you could take advantage of me and get away with it. Jokes on you, motherfuckas’.” She rose to her feet and moved in front of him.

“You’re a slimy bastard.” Bianca plunged another knife into his chest.

HQ howled like a wounded dog.

While my woman tortured HQ’s buddies, I released his hands.

“You touched the wrong woman.”

He swung a fist in my direction. I eased back, missing the blow.

“You’d like to get your hands on me. I bet if you could kill me, you would,” I snickered.

“You’re gone in the head over a piece of pussy,” HQ yelled.

I placed his other hand on his thigh. He wiggled his hand, trying to break free.

“Is that what you think this is about? Pussy? I killed Jake before I had sex with my woman. You don’t get it.” I slammed a knife into his hand, plunging through his thigh.

He winced and cried like a bitch.

“If you move, it will hurt worse.” I smirked.

“The moment I laid eyes on her, and she gave me lip, I knew I had to make her mine. You see, it’s not about how good her pussy is. It’s about her belonging only to me,” I said, holding his other hand as I slid an electric saw through his wrist.

“Your hands simply have to go first because I keep seeing them on my woman’s ass.”

“You’re fucking sick,” he shrilled.

His whimpers and cries sounded like music to my ears.

Bianca came out of nowhere and plunged a knife into his cheek.

“Ow,” he screeched.

“Before the day is over, I’ll cut your tongue out of your mouth. You thought you had the gift of gab. You thought you could have any woman you wanted. You knew the only way to get me to fuck you was to black mail me. There was no other way I’d ever let you touch me. This payback is so sweet. I promise the three of you deserve everything my man and I will do to you.” A devilish grin hit her lips.

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