Chapter 3
Enzo
“From the embers, vengeance will rise.”
I keep my eye on the cameras and the tracker to watch her come my way.
I placed the tracker on her bike before I officially met her.
The work that she has been doing in the city has been noted by the family for taking out our enemies.
Her first kill had me following mere steps behind to watch her end that predator.
Since then, I have been diligently following each of her kills.
Each new kill has told me more about her than the thorough background check I requested.
The sound of her engine revving through the quiet farm night revives my smile.
I watch her dismount her bike on my phone and feel the thrum of excitement jolt through me.
She is here and ready to bring the pain.
Originally, I was just going to leave her a rose and take out her next target on camera as a gift, but then I found him outside of her apartment.
Like a gentleman, I open the barn door for her, and she finds my neck with her knife.
She slides the knife into place against my jugular vein and I feel my pulse increase.
“I can add you to my body count if you would like. I know you have done some unsavory things in the past.” She assesses me in the shadow of the door.
“Go for it, any mark you leave on my body is a claim that I will gladly wear,” I answer, my erection becoming painful against my jeans.
My heart skips a beat in my chest knowing that she is here going toe to toe with me.
The lack of fear in her eyes might be the best aphrodisiac that I have ever encountered.
“Why do you care what he was going to do to me?” She asks, the puzzle pieces floating around behind her eyes. The determination that I find there is awe-inspiring despite her short stature.
“I’ve been watching you since you killed Wander for his crimes,” I answered matter of factly. Her face relaxes as she remembers her first kill.
“He had a thing for taking advantage of beautiful women, and there was nothing that my office could do to punish him and prevent him from continuing his abuse with others.” She needlessly defends herself to me. I am a ruthless mafia enforcer whose hands are covered in the blood of others.
“I watched you individually cut each of his tendons until he was as limp as a noodle at your disposal. I watched as you ended him that night, completely immersed in every movement. My eyes have been on you ever since, from a safe distance, until the other night when my camera went out,” I respond, knowing that she needs to understand that I have silently been on this journey with her, watching her find the darkest parts of herself.
“You’ve been cleaning up after me with your connections so my bodies aren’t found how I left them.
” She speculates out loud and moves the knife away from my neck to my chest. With swift movements, she carves two ears, a nose, and whiskers into my peck.
The cuts bleed, but the smile that is plastered on my face is worth every twinge of pain.
“You’ve claimed me,” I say, reaching out to cup her face.
She leans up and places her lips on mine, unleashing the carnal beast inside me.
Grabbing her waist with my free hand, I pull her body flush with mine, deepening our kiss.
The entire world around us falls away as I am sent to heaven with one kiss.
I’ve known that I’m obsessed with her, but the reality of having her in my arms makes everything else secondary.
“Let’s not give him a show,” She says as she pulls away from me to catch her breath. The statement snaps us back to reality, both looking over at Arthur still tied to the chair.
“You no good slut. Of course, you want the outlaw mafia brute,” He coughs out, looking at us with disapproval on his face.
She wipes her knife off on my jeans and storms up to him before I even get to react and shoves the knife into his shoulder blade.
He squeals like a bitch. The next moment I am at her side, yanking the knife out of his thigh before shoving it through his wrist into the chair.
“You no longer get to disrespect her. You may call her Ms. Moore. She decides how much pain you receive tonight,” I instruct, willing for him to die painfully at our hands.
While I have been an unknown safety net for her since she began her descent into darkness, this is the first time that we have taken someone down together.
“You know that my father will come looking for me. There is no way that you will get away with disposing of me,” He laughs, a wild edge to his voice showing that he really hopes to survive this on his family name alone.
Little does he know that his dad is in debt to us and will gladly lie to save his own skin.
“Your father owes the family and you are a small price to pay to keep his status. It is quite ridiculous that you think you’re surviving this, not when you brought a kit to help you drug and rape Kat,” I say bluntly, watching carefully how she reacts to this new information.
Her shoulders tense momentarily until she releases a stabilizing breath.
“Since you don’t understand the importance of consent, I am going to make you feel however much pain you have inflicted on those who came before me,” She says, removing her blade from his shoulder and running it along his hairline.
He whimpers in response, showing just how much his precious hair means to him.
The way that it makes her face light up lets me know what she wants to do next.
“Hold still, the less you fight the easier this will be for you.” I reiterate the words that he spoke to his victims before he had his way with them, sending fear into his dark heart.
She takes her time slowly shaving his hair off and then severing every one of his joints, starting with his hands.
By the time he surrenders to the pain, I inject him with adrenaline to wake him back up until she is finished.
The final piece of revenge she takes is plunging her knife into his pelvis and slicing outwardly through his cock to the tip before forcing it into his heart.
Once she catches her breath, she removes her knife, wipes it off on her pants, and places it in its sheath. She plants a kiss on my cheek before walking out of the room and leaving me to clean up the mess.