Page 77 of Axe
There was no escaping.
This would be my end.
“You’re not even worth the trouble. I took you from your father because I could. Because I had to set an example. It had to be known that if you owe me then you will fucking pay. And I will take my payment any way I can.”
Savage was angry like I’d never heard him before. He was losing it. His control. His empire. Everything that he’d spent years building. He could sense it was coming to a close and it was showing.
I smirked, because what else could I do. If he was going to kill me I sure as fuck wasn’t going to let him know I went out broken in the end.
His ring sliced my lip as he backhanded me. I fought against the urge to puke again.
“You…you…” His tongue clicked as his fingers danced over whatever items were spread out on the table. I couldn’t see them but I had a pretty good idea what was up there. “You just couldn’t be a good girl, could you?”
A sick laugh bubbled up out of my chest.
“Fucking whore. That’s why. You’re a fucking whore,” he said, taunting me as his dark eyes blazed with anger. “That was the whole problem. You can’t punish a whore. Because no matter what, no matter how much you acted like you didn’t want it, my punishment was always a reward for you.”
The inner workings of a fucking sick man, right there. I turned my head away from him, unable to stomach his eyes any longer.
“You acted like you weren’t there, like it didn’t bother you every time I fucked you. And for the longest time, I thought I was close…so close to breaking you. Now, I realize I wasn’t. You couldn’t be broken because there was nothing to break. You went limp because you wanted to hate it. Every. Fucking. Time. But you didn’t. It was like getting a gold fucking star for you.”
His steps grew louder as his feet brought him closer to me.
“I will find a way to break you. Then I will send your unrecognizable body back tohim. If he’s still alive that is. Maybe I’ll send it to the club. Add it to all the things they have failed at. Let them know who’s king. Me! I’m the motherfucking king!”
As the knife sliced through my thigh my body jerked against its hold. A fire burning pain shot up through my leg as I screamed through gritted teeth. He slowly pulled the knife back and his evil smirk filled my vision.
“Savage,” Burke’s voice called out. I didn’t take my eyes off of Savage but I could see Burke’s body leaning halfway through the door out of the corner of my eye.
“Vice,” Savage snarled not looking away from me. “I said not to fucking bother me.”
“We got a problem. Two of the guys are missing from their posts, and I can’t find Little Davey. Crane said he took off with the other two, something about some chick messing with the keypad on the front gate.” Burke said calm and collected.
“Fuck!” Savage roared and the knife went flying across the room and hit the opposite wall. I watched as it hit the cement and bounced a few times.
“You will fall,” I said. “I may not be here to witness it, but it will happen. And when you do…” A crazy laugh filled the air and it took me a second to realize it was coming from me. “It will be slow and painful and every fucking thing you deserve.”
I spat at him because clearly, I had gone insane.
His fist reared back and I knew the blow was coming. The pain radiated through my head only for a second before the world went black.
