Page 25 of Evil Beautiful

She’s had him for three hours. Three hours. So much could happen in three hours.

The ride to the estate was fast and the closer we came the more anxious I became. I was praying that Mitch had been able to delay whatever the hag had planned for my man.

Dom wouldn’t let me go off without him and we entered the house together. Walking in as if nothing in the world was wrong, as if we didn’t know she was at the house.

There were three men waiting on us as we walked into the entrance hall. One of them was a guard Mitch had brought over to our side and the look on his face made my gut clench with fear.

I didn’t hesitate. I shot both of the men with him through the forehead and kept walking.

“Where is he?” I bit through clenched teeth.

“They are in the lower dungeon. She isn’t here, one of her top men is running the operation. We have to move Gideon, the fucker is a sadist and he’s been down there with Kellen for far too long. I couldn’t get down there without raising their suspicions, I had to wait for you.”

He kept talking as we ran for the secret stairway that would take us down to a place neither Dom nor I ever went. We had spent too much time down there in our teens and early twenties to ever want to go down there again.

Today we did.

Anyone we met on the way down I killed without mercy, including the bastard Mitch had brought to the club. He was laughing as he died and I knew I wasn’t going to like what I found.

Kellen’s screams hit us as we opened the heavy steel door to the lower dungeon.

He was suffering and in pain, terrible pain.

Nothing and no one could stop me as I stormed to where the screams were coming from.

The last cell. A cell I knew very damned well. I had spent time in that same godforsaken cell.

The two at the door were so into what was happening inside they never noticed me. They only realised they were dying when I pushed their bleeding corpses out of the way and stepped into hell.

Kellen was strapped to a steel table, naked. His legs spread open wide and a bull of a man stood between his legs. I couldn’t see what he was doing but whatever it was had my man screaming in pain. I didn’t think. I just acted.

Walking up behind him I reached around and set my knife on his neck and pushed.

“Stop whatever it is you’re doing and step back.” I hissed through clenched teeth.

He held his hands up and we slowly backed away. Only then did I see the damage he had done to my man. His beautiful face had been beaten into a bloody swollen mess, and his belly was riddled with knife slashes, so were the insides of his thighs and the piece of shit had been cutting his testicles when I stopped him.

I shoved the piece of shit at Dom and Darren. “Don’t kill him. Whatever he did to Kell, I’ll be doing triple. He will fucking suffer before he dies.”

The bastard laughed. “He’s never using that pretty dick of his again. After I fucked his ass bloody I played with him a little. If you had come a minute later he would have been a very pretty eunuch for the rest of his life.”

With that the bastard laughed as if it was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

I just looked at him and when he met my eyes the laughter slowly died away to be replaced by fear. He was right to fear me.

He was going to learn the hard way how I earned my reputation.

I was a merciless motherfucker to my enemies.

Turning my back on him I concentrated on Kellen whose eyes had slid shut. He was breathing in shallow gasps and I knew we had to get him to a hospital and fast.

“Darren, have the chopper standing by. We’re flying him to Clarendon Surgical Hospital.”

As usual he knew exactly what I wanted.

“They’re waiting for us, boss. Let’s patch up our boy and get him out of here.”

We did just that. Patched him up and rushed him out to the chopper.

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