Page 132 of Cinder
He grins and it’s like looking into the face of a rattlesnake.
“I have to say, I am impressed, Mr. Andersson. What you’re doing takes balls.”
“And what you’re doing is fucking bad for your health. Let Ella go.”
His smile vanishes and his thin, cruel lips curl up in a snarl. “I have twenty crosshairs pointed at you right now.”
“And I have an entire army of bikers itching to wipe the smug smile off your ugly face. If I die, they will burn this house and everything you have to the fucking ground.”
“Then I suggest you walk away while you still can.”
“Not without Ella.”
“Then we are at an impasse.” The obnoxious fuck grins at me and my hand itches to unload my gun into his face.
But I don’t know what is on the other side of this door. I imagine it’s a lot of firepower and I can’t risk Ella getting caught up in it.
Luca looks at Ella with amusement tugging at his lips. “Get rid of him.”
And the coward steps away from the door so I can’t see him.
I hear Ella hitch a breath. Our eyes connect, and I see the fear in them.
“Ella, you can come with me right now.”
She shakes her head. “Viktor and his men are here. They have Lucretia.”
She steps away from the door, and I use the business end of my gun to push it open wider so I can see what is on the other side. Viktor is standing only a yard away, one hand holding Lucretia’s hair, the other pointing a gun at her side.
“Please,” Ella whispers. Her eyes drop to the floor. “You need to leave, or they will kill you.”
“I’m going to get you out of here.”
Her lashes lift and I see the tears in her beautiful blue eyes. “It’s too late for me.”
“Don’t you say that, you hear me. Because I will not stop until you and your sister are safe.”
“I’m sorry I lied to you,” she says softly.
“I don’t care about that. I understand why you did. None of it matters, okay. Come with me. You don’t have to stay here.”
Luca clears his throat. “That’s all very chivalrous and romantic. But you’re not the one calling the shots here. The only reason you’re not dead right now is because I’m not in the mood to fight the MC today. But tomorrow, it might be a different story, so I suggest you take the chance to ride away while you can.Alone.”
“Please go,” Ella begs. Her voice softly pleading. Her eyes violently begging me to walk away.
I’ve never been the guy to walk away when I could stand and fight.
But I know the best way to fight this is with backup. Unloading my clip into Luca’s face will probably get us both killed.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Luca reappears at the door looking impatient. “You’ve heard my sister. It’s too late for her. Save yourself. They’ll kill you. Blah blah blah. I’m bored, so if we could move this along, please.” He pulls out a gun and points it at my face. “Or I might just put an end to it myself.”
I don’t flinch. I don’t hesitate. I don’t show him a second of fear. Because I don’t feel any fear for myself. Even with a gun pointed in my face.
I stare at him with a dead expression. “Pull that trigger and my club will find you, cut you into tiny pieces, and sink you to the bottom of the ocean. But don’t worry, the authorities will find your head. With your cock shoved down your throat.”
Luca’s expression changes in an instant, and he turns into a child who’s had his toy taken from him.
“You will show me the respect I deserve,” he screams. “Now get the fuck off my doorstep before I kill you.”
