CHAPTER SIX
KAGE
We have men searching the house, but we know where Bella is, from her screams alone. I glance at Bones and Reaper, who are talking quietly. I know our youngest brother is getting instructions on remaining calm, before we charge into this basement. Once we get the nod from Bones, we move through the door, down the dingy steps, moving the cobwebs away that touch our hair, and follow the sound of Bella’s cries. I glance at Reaper, and the pain in his expression is hard to look at. This is the reason I’ll never get hung up on a woman. It’s fucking dangerous. In our line of work, deadly. The strongest woman is still a weakness. Even a badass one like my future sister-in-law.
Turning the corner, we find her with two men fucking her over a table, and another holds her down while his brother holds a knife, cutting into her stomach as she sobs. The sound that comes from my brother is one I’ve never heard from him. Pure anguish.
Bones quickly takes control.
“Let go of my sister. Now.”
Reaper clenches his fists, clearly having trouble letting Bones take the lead. There’s no doubt my brother wants to be the one to choke the life out of them, but he has bigger issues right now.
Bella, and their child.
The three men step away from her. The head of the family, Giovanni Abruzzo, and his son, Rocco, stand there with their dicks exposed pathetically. Aldo glances at the man in charge, like he is going to save the day, when there’s no chance of that happening.
“Reaper, get Bella to the hospital. Psycho, get six men to pick up Athena, and take her to the hospital with him.”
Glancing at the Abruzzos, he says, “Do up your fucking pants before I cut your tiny dicks off.”
They are quick to do as they’re told. It’s interesting how they want to brutalize a woman, but now they stand like cowards.
Reaper lifts a bleeding Bella into his arms and races off with her, while speaking in a low voice meant only for her. I think her need for medical attention is the only thing holding him together at the moment.
Psycho moves to leave, but Bones stops him.
“Make sure they know if anything happens to my wife, they’ll pay with their lives. Not a fucking hair on her head better be harmed.”
My oldest brother rolls his eyes and grumbles, “Got it,” as he heads off to do what Bones instructed him to.
Neither Psycho nor myself understand this fixation our brothers have on their women. I enjoy pussy as much as any other man, but I’ve never had one that I say, ‘gee, I’d like to fuck only this one for the rest of my life’. It’s insane the way both Bones and Reaper are with their women. Not long after Reaper became obsessed with Bella, Psycho and I made a pact to never lose our fucking minds over a woman. No matter how much we like fucking them. Psycho, being the asshole he is, promised to stab me if I ever go back on my word. I won’t.
Bones points to the floor and addresses the Abruzzos.
“On your knees.”
Papa Abruzzo chuckles obnoxiously.
“I don’t think so.”
I’m thoroughly entertained as I watch my brother glare at him.
“I know so. Get on your fucking knees.”
His sons are the first to follow the command, and drop to their knees on the hard uneven basement floor.
The old man is more resistant, but eventually caves, like we knew he would, with a little help, of course. I swing my leg up and give him one hard kick to the kneecaps, causing him to fall with a loud thud, and an even more audible scream.
Bones chuckles to himself.
“I guess you should’ve listened the first time.”
Stepping closer to them, I narrow my gaze at the father.
“Why did you cut into her stomach?”
My question is met with silence, which only annoys me further.
I glance at one of his sons, Edoardo, and raise an eyebrow. He shakes his head, like this wasn’t his plan and he’s disgusted, but that doesn’t matter. He will die, the same as the others, even though he was merely watching.
“He wanted to cut her baby out.”
She isn’t far along, so I don’t understand.
“The baby isn’t old enough to survive outside its mother’s womb. That doesn’t make sense.”
The father sneers.
“That’s the point, genius. Your idiot brother killed three of my sons. I was simply returning the favor.”
Bones squats in front of him and stares into his eyes, and I can feel the anger radiating from my brother.
“Instead of going after the man that killed your adult sons, that were just as cruel as you are, you chose to go after an innocent, defenseless child?”
“An eye for an eye,” Giovanni growls.
We all know that is not an eye for an eye. Going after Reaper would have been, but he knew damn well he’d never kill my brother. Instead, he went after what matters the most to him. It’s cowardly to go after a woman and child, instead of handling things the way a man should.
Bones’ lips turn into an evil grin. If he weren’t my brother, I’d be worried by it.
“Now you get to watch your remaining sons die.”
“I didn’t touch her,” Edoardo yells out, trying to save his own skin.
This is the problem with families like this. They are fucking weak. Whether I had a hand in something or not, I’d gladly stand by my brothers and die, before trying to save myself. We die together if it comes down to it.
“Kage. Slit their throats. Start with Edoardo.”
I pull my knife out as Bones grabs Giovanni’s dark hair and yanks his head back.
“Watch your boy die.”
Stepping closer, I grab Edoardo’s face and push his head back as he whimpers, “Papa,” repeatedly and, with one clean swipe of his throat, I end his life. His body falls backward against the cement with a loud thud, as blood squirts from his gaping flesh.
Giovanni trembles while he sobs.
“My son, my son.”
Bones glances over to me with a nod.
“Rocco’s turn.”
I glare at him as I move closer.
“You raped my sister.”
He rolls his eyes at me before speaking nonsense.
“She isn’t your sister.”
While it’s true Reaper and Bella aren’t married yet, it doesn’t matter. The moment my brother told us she was his, she became one of us.
I grab his face the way I did his brother’s and slash his throat, as Giovanni screams his name, until his body falls on top of his brother’s.
As I chuckle, Bones growls at me.
“What’s so fucking funny?”
I point to Psycho as he walks in the door, because this is definitely more his interest than mine. My oldest brother enjoys cutting flesh, almost to a disturbing degree. For me, it’s a means to an end. A quick kill. For him, it’s intoxicating.
Wiping my knife off on my pants, I put it back in my pocket, because I’m pretty sure the next kill will be Psycho’s.
“Any problems?” Bones asks.
Psycho shakes his head.
“Of course not. I have our six best men with Athena. They will not take their eyes off her. And she has been instructed to call you after they get to the hospital.”
Bones sighs a relieved breath and says, “Thank you.”
“Psycho. Aldo needs to die quickly, so we can clear the house and get to the hospital.”
My brother rolls his eyes, and I’d bet money it’s because he doesn’t like quick. If he had his way, he’d torture Aldo for weeks, at least.
Giovanni whimpers, “There’s nobody in the house. We’re out here.”
All three of us exchange curious glances, and Psycho moves to Aldo, standing over him with a menacing expression.
“Is this true? We can do this the easy way if you’re honest, but if I think you’re lying, this is going to get rather bloody.”
He shakes his head, as he stares at my brother like there’s any chance of his life being spared. As he speaks, he looks like he has hope, and he shouldn’t.
“There’s some staff in the house. The maid, the chef.”
“No family?” Psycho asks.
He nods. “My mother and sister, but they were not part of this.”
Psycho digs his knife into his stomach, causing him to scream in pain.
“How unfortunate. If they have Abruzzo blood, they are guilty as fucking sin.”
He pulls the blade out and Aldo falls back, sobbing endlessly, as Psycho climbs over him and slashes his throat.