This version of him isn’t real. It can’t be.
“It’s my fucking job,” he snaps.
When No Name gets to his feet again, Kade grits his teeth and grabs him by the throat, slamming him into the wall. “Did you enjoy that? Did you enjoy having her fucking attention?”
“Dude, come on.” He laughs, teeth stained red as he spits to the side. “I have a lot more than her if you’re looking for quality.”
I frown at the comment.
Kade headbutts him – his nose bursts with crimson, his skull cracking against the wall. He frees his shirt from his waistband and pulls out the gun he had earlier, pressing it under his target’s chin.
I rush forward. “Kade, stop! You don’t really want to do this.”
“Stop?” he retorts, fisting the guy’s hair. “Do you know why I was assigned to kill him?”
No Name’s eyes go wide, begging and pleading silently, but Kade’s attention is on me. “A father contacted my boss and wanted him taken down for drugging his underage daughter and raping her.”
I stop breathing, my stomach roiling.
“He’s a filthy bastard. Aren’t you, you little prick? How many girls were victims of yours?”
No Name smiles. I need to bleach my mouth. “Then you know I have enough ass to make you a good bargain.”
He drugged and raped someone.
I no longer see the young American but Chris and numerous other men standing in Kade’s grip, uncaring as they talk about all the ways they wanted to fuck me that night. The way Chris egged them on. Charged per fuck. Videoed it.
I see my brother hovering over me while I hallucinated, begged him to take me home and cried that I wanted my boyfriend. The way his lips felt on my forehead while he let someone else violate me with their mouth. Teeth sinking into my breast, leaving a wound that took weeks to heal.
No Name isn’t No Name. He’s another Chris, who drugs and destroys, breaks and manipulates. He’s a monster.
I fist my hands at my sides, not caring how psychotic I sound. “Hit him again.”
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Kade punches him in the stomach, knocking the air from his lungs. “Again?”
Tears burn my eyes. “Yes. Make it hurt.”
The butt of the gun meets his head three times, and No Name slides down the wall with blood trickling from his hairline.
“He was supposed to serve ten years,” Kade says, kicking No Name’s legs as he tries to get up. “I read your report. Disgusting pig.”
You want to fuck her? Give me three hundred and she’s yours.
Do I need to pay for my services too?
What about a big-brother discount?
Kade turns to me. “What do you want me to do now?”
Adrenaline courses through my veins, and I need to release it. Deep breaths fall from my lips as I study Kade. As my eyes hold his, my chest caves with how much I wish we were back in the hotel room, on the jet, on holiday or lying on a beach somewhere.
It’s so foreign, this intense feeling. Like seeing Kade this way has something switching on inside me. This once. I can have him this once and get him out of my system.
I tilt my head to No Name. “Knock him out.”