Page 272 of Savage Brothers MC: Tennessee Chapter

“That’s where you’re wrong motherfucker.While you were beating my woman, you took our child.”

The asshole has the gall to laugh at that.That snaps what restraint I have.I’ll enjoy inflicting pain on him.

“Go ahead and laugh.You’ll be crying after this knife slices into your stomach.”

“I’ve been stabbed before,” he says, trying to act like it doesn’t bother him at all.

I go over and turn the propane heater on I have in the corner.I’ve taken the guard off of it, leaving the flame open.I stick the blade to it, heating it up as I grin at King, letting all of my hate boil through me and run free.

“I’m not stabbing you motherfucker.I’m going to cut a baby out of you.”

“You’re crazy!I can’t… You can’t!”he cries, and now I can see pure panic in him.I look down at the blade that now has a different tint on the silver blade.It’s hot… with any luck it will stem some of the bleeding so the asshole doesn’t die right away.Maybe he’ll just develop an infection and suffer for a while.

One can at least hope.

“Relax, fucker.I’ll probably get nothing but your guts.With any luck that will slow down the way you’re shitting your big fancy suit,” I growl, plunging the hot knife into his stomach.His screams are so loud my damn ears will probably ring for a month.I cut my way down.It’s a jagged line and I’m doing my best not to go too deep, though I realize I seem to be failing in that endeavor.“If you beg me nicely, I might even bandage you up so you don’t die too quickly,” I tell him once his screams die down.

He screams again as I move my knife deeper.It’s not making me feel a damn bit better, but his pain is helping to soothe a little of my anger.

I won’t let him die yet….I can’t.

Chapter59

Rory

“You need to end this, Noah.”

“Rory—”

“Don’t hand me the familiar lines about needing to pay him back for the misery he’s caused.You’ve told me that for two weeks,” I argue with him.

It has been two weeks since he came back with King.I wouldn’t have known, but he was kind of forced to tell me once members of the club were free to leave, and my security detail wasn’t everywhere.I haven’t seen King, but Noah has been in my bed every night, so wherever he is—it’s not far.Noah hasn’t talked much about it, I think he’s afraid that because I’m not from his world, I wouldn’t understand, but I do.I don’t want King alive to hurt me or my family again.Maybe I was always meant to be in Noah’s world, because I’m fine with him killing King… I honestly just want it done.

“Gorgeous, you don’t understand.In my world you have to deliver retribution.If I don’t do that, I can’t lead my men.If I don’t do that I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.That man took too damn much from?—”

“You don’t understand, Noah.I don’t care what you do to King.What I’m worried about, Sweetheart, isyou.”

“I’m fine,” he says, stubbornly.

“You aren’t.You’re anything but fine.You may be the one delivering out the torture, finding your justice, but?—”

“Rory, I love you, but don’t try to tell me that I shouldn’t torture that miserable bastard,” Noah growls.

“I am not saying that.I wouldneversay that.”

“Then, what are you saying?”

“That after two weeks, if you haven’t delivered your message by now you never will.”

“Rory—”

“Can’t you see, Noah?By keeping him alive, he’s breathing your air and that’s torturing you.You’re never going to get our child back, but if you don’t stop, put an end to this and come into the sun with me, we’ll never work on that family you want and Ryan needs brothers and sisters, Sweetheart.”

I watch as the confusion lifts from his face and slowly that light in his eyes comes back after two weeks of my man being lost in his head.I watch as his full, beautiful lips spread into a smile that makes every feminine part inside of me tingle.

“What are you saying, Gorgeous?”he asks, stepping into me and cupping the side of my face with his hand.His thumb lazily brushes against my cheek, pausing at my lips.

“I’m saying that had you been in bed earlier than two in the morning last night, you might have noticed that I threw away your million boxes of condoms.”

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