Tainted Love: Sinful Souls MC #3 (21 page)

My jaw feels like it’s going to crack from the pressure I’m putting on it, and when I look up to Chad and Alaina, I see pity in their eyes.

“Don’t fucking look at me like that!”

Zane bursts through the door and takes one look at Alaina, swallowing hard with his eyes set in stone. “Baby?” he whispers out with raw emotion. Alaina bursts into tears, flying herself into Zane’s arms. I look down at the fat shit sitting on the ground and I grip around his arms. Zane places Alaina down and walks over to me.

“This man touch you too, Lain?” he asks, not taking his eyes off the man on the floor.

She nods her head. “Yes, but mainly the young one.”

Harvey walks in, dragging a skinny young guy behind him. “This him?” he asks Alaina.

She nods. “Yes, he also touched Kalie, Ade. He did horrible things to her.”

I narrow my eyes at Alaina before walking up to the skinny young guy.

“Oh, yeah? Like what sort of stuff?” I ask while not taking my eyes off him.

“He…I heard her scream one time. She tried to stop him and another man from coming back into our room. I heard her yell
‘no, leave her alone’
then I heard her scream out in pain while they were laughing. When they came into the room, they said that he fingered her up a wall while choking her. She almost died, Ade. They said she passed out and they had to perform CPR on her to bring her back.”

Alaina barely finished her sentenced before I grasped onto this guy’s neck and threw him onto the floor with the fat blob. I look to Zane. “How much time do we have?”

He shakes his head. “Not sure. I’ve locked Kazimir in the room next to us. We can deal with him last.”

“We can’t. These two, yes. However, I promised Sandra that she could have Kazimir. I didn’t say he would come in one piece, though.” I smile at Zane before my smile drops.

“How did Kalie get out?”

He looks to me uneasily. “Yeah, you’re not going to like this. But he’s a good dude Ade, he wouldn’t try anything on her.”

“Spit it out, brother.”

“Trevor is taking her straight home. She doesn’t even want to stop and pick up her stuff from the hotel,” he says sadly.

“I’ll get it. I’ll get her stuff.”

Alaina walks up to me and places a hand over my heart. “Honey, let me do it, okay? You’re going to need to give her some time. Maybe a lot more than you’re comfortable with. But that girl…she loves you too, Ade. I saw it in her eyes. Just let her mourn.”

I swallow roughly. “Okay.” Before looking back to the two tasks at hand.

“You!” I point, bringing the skinny one to his feet. I push him up against the wall.

“Wait here,” I say as I begin to walk out of the room. Swinging open the door to the next room, which currently houses my father I say, “Give me your cigar cutter.” He fishes into his pocket and hands it to me, and just as I’m walking out the door he stands from his seat.

“Son. I loved your mother, and you. I showed it differently to how most fathers do, but this is all I know.”

I turn around to face him. “Maybe that’s why I could never love because I saw from such a young age how dirty it was. That was until Kalie, then you took her from me. So trust me when I say you
will
pay for that,” I berate slamming the door after I walk out.

As I’m walking back in, I get a text from Drago.

Drago:
I know you’re all in there. I can see you. Hello, big brother. Abby is giving you twenty minutes before she needs to intervene. Make it fast.

I look up to the camera in the corner of the hallway and smirk at it, then reply.

Me:
A lot can happen in twenty minutes. Kazimir goes to Sandra.

Drago: Oh dear God. Abby said, please don’t make a mess. And she knows they’re working together.

Me:
Don’t count on it.

I shove my phone back into my pocket before opening the door again, to where everyone is currently standing.

“We have twenty minutes. So we need to make this fast.”

I point over to Alaina. “You wanna see this, Lain?”

She nods her head, pulling her arms across her torso. “Yes. Yes, I do.”

I continue making my way over to the skinny guy, yanking him back to his feet. Pulling the cigar clippers out of my pocket, I put them on his first finger and push down until I feel his finger drop, and hit the top of my boot. I maintain eye contact with him as I continue to go through each finger one at a time, smiling at each scream that comes loudly from his mouth. Once I’ve finished, he screams in agony while sliding down the wall, holding onto his fingerless hands.

I laugh. “That’s not even the worst of it.”

I take a cigarette out of my pocket and light it up in my mouth, exhaling a cloud of smoke and drop to him on the ground.

“Pull your pants down,” I say smirking at him.

He looks at me with narrowed eyes and I laugh. “Oh, come on now. I don’t roll like that. You got nothing to be afraid of. Well, where cocks are touching assholes are concerned.” I smile and look up at the ceiling. “Oh shit! I just got an idea.” I pull on his trousers so hard they fly off in one hard, swift move, and then make my way to his underwear. I put my cigarette into my mouth so I can use both hands, but when I see what underwear he’s wearing I choke out in laughter.

“Oh bruh, didn’t Mommy ever tell you that these don’t get you laid? No wonder you force your shit on innocent girls.”

I pull off his tight undies. What kind of man under the age of seventy would wear undies this fucking disgusting? I can feel Zane’s anxiousness behind me, so I figure I should hurry this along so he can get his turn, too.

“I just need to do one thing real quick, and then I’ll pass you onto my brother Zane. You know, time limit and all that,” I say, reaching into my pocket and pulling out my knife. I slide the sharp side of the blade up his inner thigh, starting from his knee all the way up to his balls. Once I reach his balls, I lean into his ear, “Did I mention that I know how to completely dissect the human body? The genitals included,” I tell him as I slice his sack open in one swift move causing his balls to fall out of the skin with nothing else joining them to his body, but the veins and tubes. He screams a blood-curdling scream before passing out.

Zane looks to me as I stand up. “Always gotta take the fun out of everything, aye?”

I shrug. “What can I say…I got a little carried away.”

I turn my attention to the fat blob that’s hyperventilating on the floor, his big gray beard running across his thick chest. “You’re next flubber, get your ass up.” I can see out of the corner of my eye as Alaina walks over to the skinny guy. She takes Zane’s knife and cuts his dick clean off in one quick move. I look to Lain and see no regrets about her decision, she carried the task out with not a blink of an eye. Pain changes people, I understand that. And that’s why I’m shit scared of what’s going on with Kalie. I want to be there with her, fight her demons for her, so she doesn’t need to. I will always put my girl on a pedestal, and I may give her time—but not much. How I need to deal with her loss during that time is undecided.

“We need to move fast. We have five minutes left,” Ollie says from behind me.

I shrug, pull my knife out and slice him from ear to ear, watching as the skin on his neck splits open showing the white fatty tissue under the skin before blood starts to spurt out everywhere. I watch as he grips onto his neck, choking on his own blood. Once I know he’s dead, I turn around to Alaina and Zane and see a horrific scene in front of me.

“Holy shit,” I say with a laugh.

“Lain, you’re a bit of an unbalanced bitch, aren’t you. I’m impressed, firecracker.”

The girl is fucking bad. When she was taken a few years ago from a man that was chasing her father, she stunned us all by shooting the enemy perfectly between their eyes. She’s done that three times, to three different men. To some, that may sound unbelievable, but if you knew the story of her father you’d know that the apple just didn’t fall far from the tree.

“We gotta bounce brother. Abby is going to lose her shit when she sees this mess.”

I laugh as we make our way out. Abby is the Chief of Police. She’s the youngest Chief that there’s ever been, apparently. It’s a good thing her connection to us is completely off the record. She’s come in handy in more ways than I can count. We make our way outside, walking back around to our bikes. Before I start her up, I send a text to Sandra, giving her the location of Kazimir. I’m sure she already knows where it is, though, being with Abby. I’m not finished with him yet, but I know Sandra will let me have my way with him.

Once I slide into the truck, I look over at Trevor.

“Thanks for taking me home,” I say, pulling on the bottom of Ade’s hoodie.

Hearing him tell me he loved me moved me, but at the moment I’m too angry to go there, and I don’t think I will ever be able to forgive him. Yes, it’s not entirely his fault, it was only his connections, but I didn’t really know the extent of what happens in this world. Maybe I should have watched more television shows. I look out the window, watching all the trees pass me by and thinking over the past week. I need to get a new phone. I don’t even know if anyone knows what had happened. Probably not, it’s probably all buried. Otherwise, there’d be media and the police surrounding us. I continue to glance out the window until, eventually my exhaustion takes over and sleep sets in.