Chapter Twenty-Four
E than
After a month of taking it easy, I’m finally healed enough to deal with Tristan. Emory and Jenn are focusing on putting together the baby’s room, so it’s the perfect time for Shawn and me to deal with the problem in his basement.
It has been hard for me to not just go down and fucking end him.
But making sure I was healed was the best move to make.
Tristan feeds off weakness and I wanted to make sure when I went down and faced him he wouldn’t be able to see any kind of weakness.
I am not fully healed, but I am healed enough to take care of him.
Once he is dealt with, we all can sleep better at night and look forward to what the future will bring for all of us—a world without Tristan. A world where we don’t have to always be looking over our shoulders.
We plan on reopening the center soon and with that there will come danger and more dangerous men not liking our work.
But we have decided to make a lot of changes and improvements to the center and what we are doing.
I guess that’s what Tristan has taught us—the things that needed to be changed if we’re going to continue to do this.
I stop at the doorway of the room and see Emory and Jenn putting away baby clothes.
Jenn slightly turns and looks at me. She has been smiling a lot lately. And I plan on seeing her smiling for the rest of her life. She has survived so much. She deserves to be happy and safe and now she is, and I will fucking make sure she always will be.
“I will be at Shawn’s house, sweetheart” I state calmly.
“Okay, baby. We’ll be here.” Her smile makes my heart race.
“I love you.” I think I say those three words a million times a day. But it never gets old hearing her say it back.
“I love you, too,” she replies, turning back around and opening one of the drawers.
She doesn’t need to ask. She knows what I am about to do. We’ve been talking about it for the past month and she understands that he needs to die. That his dying is the only way I can ensure that he won’t come after us or her again.
I push off the doorframe and make my way down the hallway and out the front doors. Shawn is standing outside looking down at his phone. He’s been staying in contact with our men that have been rebuilding things at the center.
He’s always working and wanting to make improvements, but after what Tristan put us through, I don’t blame him.
He wants to make sure that what happened will never happen again. When the center is complete it will be the safest place in town—except for our houses, of course.
“Bro, you ready?” I ask, stopping in front of him. He nods and puts his phone inside his pocket.
“Yeah, we’re good to go.”
I nod and start making my way down the pathway we made to Shawn’s house. We made sure that my house was not too close but not too far away from his. We wanted to make sure if we needed each other or if something happened, we could reach both houses in the least amount of time.
Shawn walks at my side, both of us staying silent as we prepare ourselves for what is about to happen. We have talked about it so much that it’s nuts it is finally time to end this once and for all.
Before we know it, we are walking into his house and down the hallway towards the basement door.
Shawn opens the door and starts making his way down the stairs. I take a deep breath as I walk through the door and follow, each step making my heart race more and more. All this waiting has fucking killed me.
Shawn opens the basement door and walks inside. I stop at the doorway and see that Tristan is hanging from chains attached to the ceiling making me smile.
His wrists are bleeding and from what I can see he has been getting some good beatings from Shawn and our men.
His feet are bare. He still has his slacks on, but his chest is bare, bringing back memories of when I was in his penthouse and all the words he spoke to me about Jenn. Him thinking that he had everything under control, that he had won. Oh, how things have turned.
I slowly make my way into the room, stopping a few feet away from him.
He slowly lifts his head—both of his eyes are black and blue, his lip is bleeding, and there are bruises covering his face. My smile widens.
“So, you finally decided to come and face me.” He doesn’t have much fight left in him.
“Yes, it’s time to end this, Tristan.”
He deserves to suffer in every way I can think of
“You’re making a mistake” Tristan declares with confidence. More fucking games. He just won’t give up. He has lost. He’s lost everything and still he wants to act as if he is in control.
I shake my head. “No, I don’t think I am. It’s time you pay for what you have done.”
Tristan takes a deep breath, his eyes telling me he’s afraid. He fucking should be—what he did to me is nothing compared to what I am going to do to him. “You can just let me go and I will leave, and you will never see me again,” Tristan pleads with me.
I shake my head again, remembering every word he’s said to me. “Nope, not going to happen, dude, not after what you put my fiancée through.”
“Fiancée?” he asks incredulously.
I nod. “Yes. She was my fiancée when you took her, and she’s still my fiancé now.”
Tristan doesn’t respond as my words sink in.
Shawn stops at my side and hands me a knife that I take without thinking. I’ve been dreaming of his screams, of him begging for mercy. Mercy that never comes.
“No more games, Tristan.” I quickly close the distance between us. I lift my hand with the knife and shove it into his chest right into his heart. His eyes go wide as he lets out a scream.
“You wanted her heart and now I am going to rip your heart right out of your fucking chest” I reveal as I twist the knife.
He starts to struggle, trying to get away from me, but it won’t work—he will fucking feel all of this, everything.
I am going to remove his hands, his lips, his dick .
.. everything that makes him who he is will be removed.
Everyone will know that Tristan is no more. And soon he will be nothing but a memory that is soon forgotten.
What he has done to our community, my fiancée, me and my family can’t be forgiven and now he’s paying for it with his life.
Shawn makes his way behind Tristan and starts to cut through his wrist. Shawn knows what I want, he knows what I have dreamed, and it is now becoming a reality.
****
I make my way into the house and down the hallway past the baby’s room and into Jenn’s and my room.
I can hear the shower running. I quickly get undressed and walk into the bathroom.
Jenn is underneath the hot water messing with her hair.
Her back is to me showing all her scars. Her beautiful fucking scars.
I waste no time walking up behind her. She rests her hands against the shower wall and spreads her legs for me. She knows what to do. She wants it as much as I do.
I grab my dick and position it at her entrance. I place my free hand on top of hers, leaning into her more, feeling her warmth against my cold blood-covered skin.
Taking care of Tristan took longer than I thought it would, but no one will ever find his body.
We ripped him up into pieces. We put them in places where no one will ever find them.
Hearing his screams gave me comfort. I have waited so long to hear those screams and now I want to hear a different type of scream.
I slowly push myself into her entrance. Leaning into her more, I release the hold on my dick and place my other hand on top of hers, pinning her firmly between me and the shower wall.
I lean in and place my lips against her ear as I start to push in and out of her. I hear the moan escape her as I start to pick up the pace, her body moving with mine. I know I’m hitting all the right spots for both of us.
“It’s done, sweetheart. You are safe,” I whisper into her ear as softly as I can. I can never keep my control with her. She makes me come completely undone.
“Thank you.” She thanks me, but she doesn’t have to. I know she has never had someone fight for her. But I will always fight for her. Always.
“I love you and there is nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” I slowly move from her ear to her neck as I gently kiss her skin.
“Show me just how much you love me,” she whispers in a low sexy tone making my balls tighten.
I will show her how much I love her. I will show her how much I love her for the rest of her life.
I almost lost her. I almost lost my unborn child.
It was a wakeup call and now I understand why Shawn acts the way he does.
I finally fucking understand what he was going through each time he thought his wife and kids were in danger.
It is a feeling I never want to feel again and I will do everything in my power to make sure it never happens again.