Page 77 of Bound by Vengeance
Shit. I need to get us out of here.
“I told you I’d get to you. And your little bitch of roommate is helping with that. Now I’m going to destroy you.”
“Boss.” I jump at a second man’s voice coming through a door off to the left. “We got company.” He then takes back off through the door, not even looking my way.
My heart hammers as I hold the gun steady in front of me. There is no way JK’s going to get away with this. I want him dead. Not just for me, but for the fear in Emery’s eyes and what he did to Deke. I thought about eliciting my revenge by cutting parts of his body off—mainly his dick—and feeding them to him, but now I don’t want any of it. I just want him dead. Gone.
Finished. Out of all our lives forever.
“Austyn!” Ryker’s voice comes from the doorway, one of JK’s assholes behind him, gun to his head. Another one who touched me. Knowing that, fury bubbles inside me. “Are you okay?”
God, how did he find me? And so quickly? I don’t want him anywhere near this man, and now he has a gun to his head. I love him. Really love him. And now I’ve done this to him—falling for JK’s words. The gun to his head is on my shoulders.
Fuck me.
“Yeah.”
“Fuck. Emery, you, too!”
“I’m okay,” she says, but it comes out croaky.
I stare into her eyes. It takes her a moment, but then the fear begins to go deeper inside her and the fight begins to come out.
We can fucking do this shit—three against two. True, Ryker and Emery each have weapons trained on them, but I’m not going to focus on that. Only on how the hell to get us out of here.
“Aw, isn’t this just pathetically precious?” JK says as Ryker is brought further into the room. The asshole behind him kicks his knees out, making him fall hard to the floor with a thump.
“Fucker, you’ll pay for that,” Ryker growls.
JK laughs. “Nah. By the time your little friends come, we’ll be finished here.” His focus comes to me.
Thoughts of how I’m going to get us all out of this race through my brain. Each idea shittier than the next, considering the gun is at Ryker’s temple and probably why he hasn’t moved much.
“Let Emery go,” I demand of JK, who’s deep chuckle fills the space.
He takes the blade and places it along Emery’s waist. “How far should I go in? Should I just go surface, or go really deep so she remembers me for the rest of her fucking life?” He scrapes the blade along her belly, and I’m thankful of the shirt taking the brunt of the cut. It’s in shreds, but who cares? It hasn’t cut into her belly yet.
“Stop! What do you want?”
JK’s eyes come back to mine. “For you to fucking die!”
From the way he holds Emery, I can’t get a good shot, so I take a step to the right. He counters it, then pushes the blade into her flesh, making blood ooze out. I still.
“Please don’t do this!” Emery cries out.
JK’s eyes still on mine, he asks Ryker, “Your little whore’s pussy is delectable, isn’t it? You know, it was the luck of the draw that I got the little Ravage MC princess in my hunt that night.”
Bile rises from my stomach, burning my throat as I force it down.
“Shut up!” I scream, the gun wavering as tears form in the corner of my eyes. I try to stand strong, but his words are cutting me to the quick.
JK’s smile widens. “Oh, you mean your little boy toy here doesn’t know that you murdered my baby?”
“I’m sorry,” I say softly to Ryker, who says nothing, though his eyes turn cold.
Fear slams into me hard.
Emery whimpers in the background.
