Page 1 of Tormented By The King

Chapter1

King

Ican’t stand to be around him. He hid the truth from me!

I’ve stood by his side through everything. Even when he killed our father, I never, not even once, doubted him. I’ve had his back through all the backlash, through all the uproar our father’s death caused. I’ve never gone against him, until now. I drive around aimlessly. I don’t even know where the fuck I’m going, I just know I can’t go home right now or I’ll kill him.

He’s so fucking caught up in eating Kiara’s cunt he can’t see straight. I love Kiara, I really do, but her pussy is blinding him and we are paying the cost. He eliminated the Ramano family tonight and didn’t even tell us. He took out one of the five fucking founding families and doesn’t think he needs to tell us. This doesn’t only impact him, it affects all of us. Our sister ran and he hasn’t done anything to fucking find her. She was kidnapped, then takes off and he acts like it’s fine!

Nothing is fucking fine, it hasn’t been for three years. My brothers are struggling. Knight has shut us all out and no one except Bishop knows why. Rook hides behind his humor but I can see darkness inside him. It should be Bishop who is looking out for them, not me! I’m not their father. Tony was a piece of shit and I don’t miss the fucker but since he’s been gone the twins have spiraled. Carlina has retreated inside herself, Bishop has focused more running the mafia empire Tony built instead of helping raise our siblings. I was the one who held the twins through their tears. They don’t know what Tony did to Car or Kiara, I told them Bishop killed him but not the reason why. They trust me enough to know B wouldn’t have taken him out unless he had a fucking epic reason why. My phone rings through the Bluetooth in the car. Luka’s name pops up. Sighing I hit answer on the steering wheel.

“What?” I snap.

“Take your next left.” I white knuckle the steering wheel and grit my teeth in anger.

“The fuck, Luka?” I growl.

“Trust me, I’m helping you when I shouldn’t.” That piques my curiosity. I take the next left like he instructed and wait for his next instructions. I follow his directions until I end up at a set of wrought iron gates.

“Where the fuck did you take me?”

“They open at eight tomorrow morning. Put two and two together, King.” I read the sign on the gate and deflate, my stomach sinks.

Pac Pines Cemetery.

“This is where she is?” I whisper. Luka may work for Bishop but he and I are close. Him giving me this information would warrant Bishop putting a bullet in his head. Mav would never go against Bishop’s order like this. He and I may be friends but his loyalty to Bish is strong as fuck.

“Yeah bro, she’s there. They have cameras. I can hack them but I don’t want the bad juju.” I chuckle despite my sour mood. Luka is a fucking pussy when it comes to disturbing the dead as he puts it. “I’ll catch ya later.”

“Luka?” He sighs.

“Don’t mention it. You would do the same for me.”

“You know I would.” I mean it, I would take a bullet for Luka. That guy has saved my ass ten times over from being full of lead.

“He’s out looking for you,” he hedges. I shake my head even though he can’t see me.

“I don’t care. He lied to me!”

“He had his reasons. Hear him out.” I glare at the screen on my dash.

“You knew?” There’s a long pause before he answers.

“It’s my job to know.”

“Right.” I end the call and smack my head a few times against the headrest angry at… everyone. They fucking lied. I gave her up for them, to protect my family so I could focus on them and help takeover from Tony. I gave her up, now I’ll have to live with the regret of my choice for the rest of my life.

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The sun beaming on my face has me groaning and opening my eyes. I look around and realize I must have fallen asleep outside the gates of the cemetery. I sit forward and hop out of my car stretching, my fucking back and neck is stiff as shit from sleeping in the car. I pull my phone from my pocket and check the time, it’s nearly eight. A war of emotions swirls inside me.

Do I go in?

Do I just leave?

Before I can debate on the matter any longer, I watch as someone walks toward the gates from the other side. He eyes me warily but says nothing as he begins to unlock the chain and lock around the gates and opens them for the day. I stand frozen for a beat until he turns to walk away but I call out stopping him.

“Yeah?” He runs his gaze over me clearly unsure of me and I don’t blame him. I have blood all over from my fight with Bishop and must look like a state. I run a hand through my hair and pluck up the courage to ask.

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