Chapter 41
ASHER
My entire body is on fire. I’m pretty sure I have a broken rib, and I’d be lucky if I don’t have internal bleeding right now.
“Maybe she doesn’t love you.” The chuckle from Stuart MacKenzie grates on my nerves.
I’m going to kill this fucker.
“Not even his mother loves him,” Monty, my mum’s fucking boyfriend, scoffs, and I decide when I get free, I’m going to kill him first.
“Maybe you’ll die before she even realises you’ve been taken,” Julian MacKenzie adds his thoughts before they all laugh.
Fuckers.
I’m going to enjoy killing each one of them.
Glancing around the space past my swelling eye, I recognise the familiar interior of a warehouse and the Black Taipans symbol painted on the far tin wall. And above that, the words ‘The Vista’ are painted.
Looks like I’ve been dragged into gang bullshit.
Great.
“I want to be the one to kill him,” Monty, the piece of shit, whines like a little slag, and Stuart tuts.
“That depends on his Angel.”
They all hum in agreement before Stuart lurches forward, his fist swinging back before slogging me in the gut. Hard.
The wind flies from me, and I gasp for air before I start coughing, some blood spitting up.
Damn. That can’t be good.
I don’t want to die yet. Not until I’ve killed these fuckers and anyone else who’s after my woman. I’ll burn this whole fucking city to the ground before I let that happen, and I don’t care who I take with it, as long as my Angel is safe.
Another fist comes out of nowhere before pain explodes in the side of my head, and as I tumble into darkness, all I can picture is my beautiful Lily.
I need to kiss her lips one more time before I die.