Page 47 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

Chapter Ten

Aiden

I heard screaming. It rang in my ears. Why was it so loud? What the fuck happened to me? I tried to raise my head, but it ached like a bitch.

“No, stop it, let go of me. Please, you promised. You said you wouldn’t hurt him.”

I knew that voice.

“Take her out of here. Do whatever the fuck you want with her. It’s no fucking less than she deserves.”

That sounded distinctly like Frazier Shaw, but I couldn’t be certain. I opened my eyes. There was a woman struggling in someone’s grip whilst another man stood next to me.

“Please, stop. No,” she screamed. “Let me go.”

“Stop struggling, Avery. It’ll only be worse for you,” said the voice of the person holding her.

Holding my fucking wife. I raised my head, staring at the scene. Tristan had Avery by the arms. She was kicking and screaming, trying to get away from him. Frazier stood next to me with a gun in his hand.

What the actual fuck?

“Let her go,” I said, my voice sounding hoarse and groggy.

Frazier’s head snapped to me.

“Oh, look who’s decided to join the land of the living.”

“Let her go,” I said more clearly this time.

He gave me a fake sympathetic look. I wanted to punch his fucking stupid face in. What the hell was going on? I struggled to move as the effects of whatever the fuck drug they’d given me began to wear off. I looked down at myself. I was fucking cable tied to a chair.

“Aiden,” Avery sobbed. “Aiden, I’m so sorry.”

“Come on, Avery, it’s time you and I got well acquainted, don’t you think?” Tristan said.

The grin on his face made me want to smash his head against the fucking floor. He was going to fucking rape her. She knew it. I knew it.

“Let her go,” I growled. “Don’t you fucking lay a hand on her.”

Frazier clocked me around the jaw with the butt of the gun he was holding.

“Shut up, you don’t get a fucking say in what happens to her, you hear me?”

I ignored him. He would get what was coming to him later.

“Avery, I’m going to come for you. I promise you, princess, I promise. I’ll always find you. Remember what you said to me, remember that day.”

Her eyes met mine. Her face was tear streaked and her eyes bloodshot. Fuck. I wanted to go to her so badly. I wanted to wipe away those tears and kiss away her pain. What did they do to her?

She gave me a slight nod to say she understood what I was trying to tell her. Remember our wedding day when everything was perfect between us and none of this shit had happened yet. I just hoped it would keep her from falling apart completely.

I didn’t know how, but I’d get out of this fucking situation and I’d get her. And I’d fucking kill both these cunts for this shit. They wouldn’t make it through the rest of the night. I vowed that silently to myself and her.

Tristan locked his arms around her, beginning to walk backwards. She kicked out, trying to stop him. My princess, so fucking strong. She wouldn’t go down without a fight. I knew she’d never give in willingly.

“Aiden,” she screamed as Tristan dragged her from the room. “Stop, let go. Aiden!”

I heard her screams all the way down the hall. It shattered my heart. My fucking wife was about to be tormented and I couldn’t fucking stand it.

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