Chapter Fourteen
AXEL
We spent hours combing that fucking river, trying to find her. Nixon, Asher and myself aren’t thinking straight. We haven’t slept and the worry over her safety is tearing us apart inside. She chose to jump rather than staying with us. Why?
“We have to head back for the meeting,” Nixon says from a few feet away from me on the river bank.
I shoot my older brother a glare that promises fucking pain.
I know this may not be his fault directly, but I can’t help but blame him for her running.
If he had of just listened and shown her she meant something she wouldn’t have made a fucking stupid plan with our brother and sister.
“Fuck your meeting!” Asher snaps.
Nixon turns and glares at our boyfriend.
“She’s gone!” Pain explodes inside me. He doesn’t mean she’s gone as in run away, he means gone as in dead and that is something I can’t fucking handle.
“She left.” Asher rushes Nixon and tackles him to the ground.
I growl in anger and decide to say fuck it and join in on the fight, it will serve that bastard right for thinking he is the one in charge.
He may have the title of don but we are a team.
The three of us are rolling around the grass, trading blow for blow—with me and Asher ganging up on Nixon—the son of a bitch deserves everything we are giving him.
“Enough!” At the sound of Xyla’s hysterical shout, all three of us stop moving and snap our heads in her direction. She looks sickened by the sight of us and I don’t blame her, she’s never seen us fight like this.
I groan as I climb to my feet. Nix got a cheap shot into my ribs and the bastard made sure it hurt. The sight of his split lip has a ghost of a smile tugging at the edges of my mouth.
“You guys have been out here all night. You need to get back to the house now and clean up. Tannor and Malcolm are here.” None of us bother to answer, we just nod and trudge back to the house.
Feeling defeated isn’t something I’m used to.
In this life it’s kill or be killed, win or die. Losing her feels like I did die.
We make our way into the grand room after taking a quick shower. The three of us are dressed casually in jeans and plain shirts with combat boots. This is the first time Tannor and Malcolm will get to see our faces and it will be the last thing they ever see.
The sight of them sitting there makes me sick to my stomach.
When they spot us I see surprise on Malcolm’s face.
He has the same color eyes as Skye, but his hold a devious edge unlike his sister’s.
Tannor is every bit the scummy asshole I remember from years ago.
He’s aged but time hasn’t been kind to the fucker.
The three of us remain standing and choose not to sit, this is a power play and there is no fucking way I will lower myself to their level. That son of a cunt killed my father and has the fucking balls to walk into his house like he has a right.
I can feel the hatred wafting off my brother and know he is hanging onto his control by a thread.
Mario informed us they came with three SUVs filled with armed guards.
If he thinks that’s enough to stop us, then he is a fucking fool.
Four of his guards are standing in each corner of the room, which is why we remain in the doorway never offering them our backs. I don’t trust this cunt.
“Do you plan to join us and discuss this matter or do you wish to remain standing and show your guests no hospitality?” Tannor's voice reminds me of nails scraping along a chalk board. I’m fighting to control myself, the urge to snap his fucking neck and piss on his rotting corpse is overwhelming.
“The fact you think you are a welcomed guest already shows you are at a disadvantage here.” Tannor’s smug demeanor shifts at Asher’s words.
He scans the room to make sure his guards are here, fucking fool.
Doesn’t he know when you treat your staff like shit and under pay them their loyalty can be bought?
Tannor climbs to his feet and glares at the three of us. Malcolm stands but the dweeb isn’t even a threat, he’ll fucking die.
“You dare to speak to me like that, you mongrel?” Tannor bellows.
Ash doesn’t get a chance to defend himself, Nix steps forward and stares directly at Tannor with malice and I begin to wonder if my brother had ulterior motives for this meeting.
“He can speak to you however the fuck he likes, and you will take it because I said so.” Red blotches the old cunts' cheeks at my brother's warning.
“Give me the bitch now. I paid the amount you wanted, now where the fuck is she?” Tannor hisses. My hackles rise at him calling Skye a bitch. Asher growls, clearly pissed off. Even Nixon stiffens slightly.
“My brother and our boyfriend thought I was going to agree to your terms.” Surprise ripples through me. Tannor’s eyes burn with outrage.
“You’re a cocksucker?” he snaps in disgust.
Nix winks. “I do more than suck his cock,” he taunts. Malcolm scrunches his face and shakes his head, utterly repulsed.
“You already defiled that daughter of mine and I refuse to stand here and allow you to curse my son with hearing about your sins,” Tannor grits out.
“Listen closely, you stupid cunt.” My mouth pops open and a smile tugs across my face at hearing Nixon finally do what I had hoped he would.
“How dare you—”
He cuts the cunts' tirade off before he can finish. “Skye is no longer yours to concern yourself with. Her loyalty was tested last night and passed with flying colors. You and your piece of shit of a son, on the other hand, failed, and we will make sure you pay for the sins of your past with your life and that of your son’s.”
“I’ll fucking kill you! Guards take them,” Malcolm orders. When the four don’t move, I chuckle and shake my head.
“You see, you stupid fucks, the three car loads of men you brought here to defend you work for us and these four gentleman are on our payroll,” I state, causing both of them to dart their gazes around the room.
“You entered the lion’s den and now you won’t live to tell the tale,” Asher adds.
“I’ll make you beg for death and still never grant it.
Every night I will visit you both and carve away chunks of flesh and beat you within an inch of your life and then, when I’m covered in your blood, I’ll go find your daughter and use her own family’s blood as lube before I fuck her and force you to hear her screams of pleasure.
” Tannor and Malcolm look repulsed and ready to fight if they need to, but the terms of this meeting were that none of us were allowed to have guns, only our guards.
“Take the cunts to the cellar and strap them up for me.” The men obey Nix.
We ignore the motherfuckers’ threats as they are dragged from the room.
“What fucking test did she pass?” Ash demands.
Nix smirks. “She knew her family was coming and she still ran. She proved she chose us over her blood,” Nix answers smugly.
“Fuck you! She jumped into the river—”
He places a hand on my shoulder silencing me. “Brother, have you not noticed that dear Max is missing?”
My brows bunch in confusion. “What the fuck does he have to do with this?” Ash snaps.
“Find Max, we find her. I bet my fucking life on the fact our little petal played us and our own siblings helped her escape, thinking we would hurt her. I never planned to hand her over. I knew she wasn’t asleep last night and heard every word I said.
I wanted her to prove to me that she would never betray us and she did.
I had always planned to kill her father and brother, now, because of her, I have them chained in our cellar and within a few hours our men will breach their turf and take back everything they stole from our father.
She came to help save our sister, yet in the end, she helped us stop a war without even intending to. ”
“You sent that video of us fucking her, knowing he would come here for her, not because he loves her but because he couldn’t let his own blood be our captive,” I breathe out.
Nix smiles and nods. “Yes. I knew he would hate it but his ego wouldn’t allow him to leave her with his enemy. I have no doubt he would have killed her the second they left here, but I never planned to let her go. I just used her to lure them here so I could trap them.”
“What the fuck do we do now?” Ash presses.
“We figure out what car our brother stole, track its GPS, then go hunt our girl down and drag her ass back here so we can punish her,” Nix answers in a lustful tone.
Ready or not, the devils are coming for you, petal.