Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Once I have him where I want him I move on top of him. Digging my knee between his shoulder blades. I grip the belt tighter watching as the leather digs into his flesh. I lean into him so I can watch his ugly face start to turn blue, he’s gasping for air, and trying to say something, but I don’t give a fuck about his words or excuses. In my eyes he's already dead.
I’ve killed before, many of times, but nothing ever felt this fucking satisfying. I smile watching as his eyes bulge out of his head. I grip onto the belt tightening it, enjoying every second of his feeble attempt to fight for his life. Power surges through my veins, a darkness filling my insides like a venomous bite.
His movements underneath me slow until they stop altogether. With one last pull, I release him, letting his face fall to the cold concrete. I exhale, taking a staggering step backwards. I feel her beautiful blue eyes on me and when I turn to look at them they're full of fright, and terror. I'm afraid that I've put those emotions there.
“Kitten…” I call out to her like I'm trying to corral a scared animal.
She huddles deeper inside herself, and I feel my heart shatter. This is my fault. Had I come sooner maybe he wouldn't have had the chance to hurt her so badly. I stare at her shaking body for a long moment. I've killed for her now… I've betrayed all I've ever known for her. I knew it before, but now I know without a doubt that I will not send her to the auction, shes mine. Mine to protect, mine to keep. I look over at Yulies dead body... once its discovered that I killed him I'm as good as dead.
I need a plan and I need one fast if I want any chance of us coming out of this alive. I glance back at the body, then scan the room trying to figure out what to do with this scumbag’s body. A million scenarios rattle through my mind. Oh how I would love to burn his fucking body, or hang him from the ceiling. But none of those things will work. I continue to let my mind work until I think of something that’s good and wouldn't have me leaving Violet in here the rest of the day. The thought alone is almost unbearable.
I look at her, as she is staring at dead Yulie. I lower myself next to her onto the mattress, holding up my hands to show her that I wont hurt her. She doesn't move at all for a second but then her eyes gaze up to mine and the next moment she is in my arms.
Her small hands grabbing onto my shirt and pulling me as close as she can get me. She buries her face into my chest and starts crying. Her whole body is shaking and I want nothing more than to wrap my arms around her tightly but I’m scared of hurting her back. I take gently cradle the back of her head and let her cry for a minutes. I look past her next to the mattress and spot the pill bottle tugged in between the matress and the wall.
“Kitten…” I whisper in her ear. “Listen, I need to hide the body.”
When she doesn't respond I gently nudge her shoulders, careful not to hurt her I push her away from me so I can take her face in between my hands. I tilt her face up so she has to look into my eyes.
“Listen to me, Violet. I need you to trust me right now. I have a plan to get you out of here, I just need you to trust me… okay?”
“Okay.” Her voice comes out low and raspy from crying.
I reach behind her to grab the pill bottle. “I need you to take one of these. I need you to stay here and go to sleep for a few hours. Kitten, I swear to you when you wake up you will be in my bed and I will be right next to you.”
I can tell she wants to object, and I don’t blame her at all but I can’t take her with me yet, and still I can’t just leave her in here while she is in this state. I feel like a knife is twisting deep inside my chest. Then she nods her head slightly and takes a pill from my hand, and I just want to kiss the fuck out of her. She’s so strong, she doesn’t even see it. I hand her a water bottle off the floor and watch her take the pill. Her throat moves as she swallows it, her eyes remaining on mine.