CHAPTER THIRTEEN
PROMISES SOMETIMES GET brOKEN
CATCH
O ur problems were mounting. Did she really think she couldn’t trust me after I kept her secret about the heist? Clearly, she felt she couldn’t.
I stumbled onto something. Good thing I didn’t make a hasty decision and slit the assholes’ throats and toss them into a dumpster.
Something wasn’t right. I’d watch my woman a lot closer without her knowing. I’d uncover all of her dark secrets.
“Bombshell, if you don’t tell me what’s going on, I’ll make them sing. Torturing is more like a hobby. I can do it for days or months.”
Why did she think I’d torture them and set them free? If that was my thing, Jake would still be alive.
They had to die a slow death. As slow as it could be in one day. Due to Ritchie’s situation with Tori, I didn’t have time to keep the guys locked up somewhere else in this town. I had to be ready for war. Today would turn out to be a blast. This would be me and my woman’s first day torturing together. In time she’d learn we’d perform as a team when it came down to handling assholes.
My gaze moved over the three men. “Guys, it seems my fiancée’s a little tight-lipped.”
Their wide eyes stared back at me. Confusion clear on their faces.
“Ass in the chair, babe,” I stated calmly as I peered at her.
“Catch, don’t make me do this,” she cried. Her eyes pleaded with me to leave her out of this.
I knew at that moment they hurt her. Fuck seeing red. I saw fucking pitch black midnight.
Cutting off another man’s genitals wasn’t my thing. Unless the boss ordered me to do so. But in this instance, I’d consider it. They hurt my woman.
“Bianca, sit in the chair. If you don’t, I’ll tie you to it. Understand there is nothing that will stop me from ripping these motherfuckers apart,” I roared.
Her chest heaved and her eyes narrowed to slits. “I’m not scared of you, Catch,” she sneered.
“Fuck, baby. I know that, but you’re not being reasonable right now.”
I ran into the kitchen, grabbed a sheet of paper towel and a bottle of water off the counter. That was all I had on hand. I hadn’t had time to fix up the warehouse yet. Since we could go to war at a moment’s notice, I had to work quickly. Hopefully, Bianca and I’d have time to turn this place into a hospital and living quarters. This would also be a place to torture more evil bastards.
Kneeling before her, I dabbed her beautiful brown face with the paper towel, making the tears disappear. “Bianca, do you trust me?”
She sighed. “Yes.”
Her fingers swept across the blond whiskers on my chin. “I was protecting someone else,” she whispered, dropping her hands in her lap.
“You’re such a wonderful woman, baby. Who were you protecting?” I kept my voice low to keep her talking.
Her shoulders slumped and her eyes fell to her lap. “I was protecting my older brother.”
Why would she need to protect her brother from them?
She continued. “He didn’t know his future was at stake. I never told him.” Her eyes slammed shut, and she shook her head.
“They did things...to...me.”
My nostrils flared and my heart raced in my chest at her soft words.
“It hadn’t happened in a couple of years now,” she stated. “I pushed the memories to the back of my mind. Focused on reading and building computer programs. You have to be resilient to survive in my neighborhood.”
I jumped to my feet, then stalked toward the assholes. Gripping the edge of the tape, I ripped it across his bearded face.
“Ah,” the first guy yelped.
“Pull it together, big guy.” The back of my gloved hand flew across his cheek. The sound of the whack hung in the air.
“Asshole,” he mumbled.
“Bianca will torture you mainly,” I stated, twirling my hand in the air for dramatic effect.
“Did you touch my woman?” I asked.
His dark brows lowered. “No.”
“Let me rephrase the question. Before Bianca was my woman, did you touch her without her consent?”
He held his chin high. “No.”
I retrieved a switchblade from my back pocket and slammed it into his shoulder. He howled at the pain striking his body.
“Bianca, did he touch you without your consent?”
“No. The three of them blackmailed me so that I’d perform lude acts,” she stated.
“If you weren’t being blackmailed, and he asked you to suck his dick, would you?”
“Hell, no,” she roared, disgust clear on her face and in her voice.
“I never wanted to be touched by Darius, HQ, or Marquis,” she spat, chest heaving.
I peeked at her over my shoulder. “That’s my girl. They can’t ever hurt you again.”
She blew out a breath and relaxed in the chair.
Fuck, I was beside myself. I wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her I’d always protect her.
Like I said before, she couldn’t live in Chicago without me. It was too dangerous for her here. These spineless bastards were living proof.
“So, Darius, you touched my woman without her consent. It doesn’t matter if she agreed to the blackmail asshole. She agreed because she was afraid of what would happen if she didn’t.”
“I wasn’t afraid of them, Catch. My brother’s future was at stake. I couldn’t let him come back to the hood. He worked so hard to get out.”
I ground my teeth together, trying to keep myself from killing them instantly. Squeezing my eyes closed, I visualized my woman on her knees in tears, sucking their dicks. The murderous rage I felt would have to hang on a little while longer.
“What were they holding over your head?” I asked, glancing over my shoulder at her.
“My brother works for Grey's Engineering firm. HQ...” She nodded at the guy in the middle.
“....said his uncle is the head of the human resource department at the firm. He said he could get him fired. If I didn’t want that to happen, I had to play by his rules. I had to suck his friends off. They could grope my breasts, but fucking me was off the table. He wanted me mainly to himself.” Her eyes squeezed shut again.
She mumbled about how embarrassed she felt. I heard her, and I wanted to console her, but...but...the rage consumed every inch of my body. I slammed my tight fist into his nose. I heard a crack on impact.
He growled under the tape covering his mouth.
My chest rose and fell as I tore the tape from his lips. “I want to hear what the fuck you have to say. Explain why you thought you had the right to rape and violate my woman,” I roared at the top of my lungs. If this place wasn’t sound proofed, the entire neighborhood would’ve heard me.
He held his head high. “She thought because she kept her nose in the books, she wasn’t a hood rat.”
This guy thought the sun rose and set on his fucking ass. I’d seen so many like him back home. Men with money and power. Felt they could get any woman they wanted.
“White boy, you have us tied up because you’re scared of what we can do to you,” HQ chuckled.
Bianca snorted. “That’s where you’re wrong. My man isn’t scared of you at all.”
I smoothed a hand along her cheek. Fuck, I loved this woman.
Grinning, I turned back to them. “Something tugged at my gut when she asked me not to kill the three of you at the club that night. You guys pulled her and groped her ass. If I wasn’t on a job, I would’ve killed the three of you that night.”
I pointed a finger between them. “I have great news, guys. You fucked with the wrong man’s woman. You see, I’m a mafia bodyguard.” I twirled my hand in the air.
“You know, a made man. Roughing guys up, torturing, and killing is my job. I don’t live here. I live in Jersey. I could’ve been a mafia boss like my cousin Nick Pitucco, but I wanted to live life a little. See the world. When I returned from the service, I chose to become a bodyguard for the Esposito Crime Family.”
The way their eyes grew in size told me they knew I wasn’t lying.
“You went and got an Italian mafia motherfucker I see, Bianca. If I don’t go home, Bianca, my uncle knows what to do.”
“Don’t try to intimidate a made man’s woman,” I gritted out.
My fist met his mouth. His head jerked back as a shrill ripped from his throat.
A dark chuckle rattled my chest. “Let me show you just how big and scary I am.” I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and placed it on the stainless-steel table. A smirk hit my lips as I removed a glove to press the speaker button.
The assholes in the chairs started screaming. Marquis was the only one with tape on his mouth. So it sounded more like a garbled mess of words.
“What’s up, Catch? Sounds like you’re having a party.” Kagan’s laughter filled the room.
“If you’re looking for remorse from my friend, you won’t find it. We have the same profession. Only difference is he’s gifted with computer skills.
Removing a Glock from my waist holster, I placed it in Bianca’s hand.
“Bombshell, shut them up.”
I propped the phone up against a bottle of bleach and pressed the FaceTime button. Kagan loved to watch fuckers get tortured.
She hopped to her feet and slammed the butt of the gun against HQ’s forehead.
“Ah,” he yelped.
“Shut the fuck up,” she yelled.
Bianca moved over to Darius and whacked him upside the head a few times. Felt good to watch her unleash her rage.
My woman rounded the men like sharks, then approached Marquis, tearing the tape from his lips. His cries for help were the loudest.
Bianca placed the Glock muzzle in his mouth. “My man is on the phone. Show some fucking respect.”
She peeked over her shoulder, waving at Kagan. “Hello.”
“Hello, Bianca. I’m Kagan, a friend of Catch’s.”
A huge smile lifted her cheeks. “Thanks for helping us the other night. You’re pretty bad ass with a laptop.”
“Happy I could be of service,” Kagan stated.
“She’s beautiful, Catch.”
“Thanks Kagan. Now you’ve officially met my future wife. Listen, I need a big favor from you.”
Kagan scratched at his spiky dark hair. “Catch, back up. Future wife?”
I waved him off. “We can discuss my relationship with Bianca later. The men before us blackmailed and violated my woman. The asshole in the middle promised to have his uncle, who’s the head of Human Resources, set her brother up and fire him if she didn’t cooperate. My baby protected her brother. I need to make it right, Kagan.”
I felt my blood coursing through my veins. My rage was at its breaking point.
“Send someone to Grey’s Engineering firm in California.”
Kagan’s fingers flew across the keyboard from his spot on the sofa in his plush home.
“Catch, I know you and Ritchie need me on your current job, but I’d like to personally take Glenn for a walk. You know, to talk and all.” The sinister smirk on his lips was murderous.
“I’ll return home late tonight,” he said.
Bianca approached with fresh tears in her eyes. Her shoulders shook. My gaze moved to the Glock hanging off her fingertips. I removed it from her hand, at the same time pulling her close before her legs fell out from under her.
“Thank you,” she exhaled.
“It’s an honor to do this for you, Bianca.”
He peeked at me. “Catch?”
Holding my woman tight in my arms, I glanced at my friend. “Yeah?”
“Show them what happens to those who hurt family.”
A grin lifted the corner of my lips. “You know I will, brother.”
I disconnected the call and planted my lips in Bianca’s hair.
The assholes screams filled the room around us. I didn’t let them steal this moment from us.
“You’re free now, bombshell. We’ll have to wrap up our torture session today since we’re going to war with Man-Man.”
She nodded in my embrace. I loved holding my woman. But it was time to get to work.
***P***
After dressing my woman in protective gear, I rolled out plastic on the floor beneath the fuckers chairs.
I adjusted the bouffant cap on my head as I picked up a power tool off the table.
“If you’ve watched the Sopranos, you sort of know what to expect. We are meticulous about disposal. Apprehending the three of you wasn’t that hard. I should’ve known you were coming from a whore house. Waiting in your truck HQ took some patience on my part. But once I pulled two sniper rifles on the three of you, it wasn’t that hard to get you here. Kagan will retrace my steps; he’ll create a software virus that will make every camera in the area malfunction right before I climbed into your truck. Then I directed Darius to zip tie Marquis. Once I chloroformed them, it was just me and you.” I pointed at HQ.
“Let’s get down to business. I think we can all agree the best disposal scene on the Sopranos was the use of the meat grinder in the back of the butcher shop.”
I widened my arms, dark laughter pouring from my throat. “That was epic.”
Their wide eyes stared at me.
“Not to worry. We’re not doing that. I have something just as cool in mind. But first things first. Let’s get rid of those million-dollar legs you used to get you up and down the basketball court.”
I pressed the power button and dropped to my knees beside him.
“No, please,” HQ pleaded. “Don’t do this. She’s not worth going to prison over.”
I stared into his tear-drenched face.
“She’s worth everything,” I roared. My body was so full of rage, I felt my body shake. I almost shoved a knife into the side of his neck and ended his life.
“You felt it was ok to use her. To stick your dick inside of her when you pleased. Even though she wanted nothing to do with you. No man will ever fucking lay a finger on my woman again. I’m happy I came here to help my cousin. I had no idea the woman of my dreams lived in Chicago. Bianca is the most beautiful woman in the world. And she’s mine.”
I dropped my head, glancing at the floor before meeting his gaze again. “Jake from the mechanic shop is dead. After asking my woman out on a date, he made the mistake of bragging to his buddy. He said he planned to fuck her after their date. At the time, he didn’t know she was in a relationship. It didn’t stop me from slitting his fucking throat. That motherfucker hadn’t touched her,” I bit out through gritted teeth as I pushed the drill bit into his leg, right above his ankle. His piercing screams surrounded us.
His friends were blubbering messes on either side of us.
Bianca stepped behind Marquis and slammed a knife into his bound hands.
“Ah,” he yelled. It sounded like someone was ripping his guts out.
We hadn’t gotten there yet.
“That was for putting your grimy hands on my body any time you felt like it. My future husband and I will make you all suffer today. You all thought you could take advantage of me and get away with it. Jokes on you, motherfuckas’.” She rose to her feet and moved in front of him.
“You’re a slimy bastard.” Bianca plunged another knife into his chest.
HQ howled like a wounded dog.
While my woman tortured HQ’s buddies, I released his hands.
“You touched the wrong woman.”
He swung a fist in my direction. I eased back, missing the blow.
“You’d like to get your hands on me. I bet if you could kill me, you would,” I snickered.
“You’re gone in the head over a piece of pussy,” HQ yelled.
I placed his other hand on his thigh. He wiggled his hand, trying to break free.
“Is that what you think this is about? Pussy? I killed Jake before I had sex with my woman. You don’t get it.” I slammed a knife into his hand, plunging through his thigh.
He winced and cried like a bitch.
“If you move, it will hurt worse.” I smirked.
“The moment I laid eyes on her, and she gave me lip, I knew I had to make her mine. You see, it’s not about how good her pussy is. It’s about her belonging only to me,” I said, holding his other hand as I slid an electric saw through his wrist.
“Your hands simply have to go first because I keep seeing them on my woman’s ass.”
“You’re fucking sick,” he shrilled.
His whimpers and cries sounded like music to my ears.
Bianca came out of nowhere and plunged a knife into his cheek.
“Ow,” he screeched.
“Before the day is over, I’ll cut your tongue out of your mouth. You thought you had the gift of gab. You thought you could have any woman you wanted. You knew the only way to get me to fuck you was to black mail me. There was no other way I’d ever let you touch me. This payback is so sweet. I promise the three of you deserve everything my man and I will do to you.” A devilish grin hit her lips.
Bianca turned to me inching up on her tippy toes. “Thank you, Callum. I didn’t know how much my soul needed this.”
My lips swept hers briefly. “Tomorrow your body will be sore from torturing these assholes. I’ll massage every inch of this beautiful body.”
“I can’t wait.” She deepened our kiss.
Later that night, after Bianca and I had disposed of the assholes’ bodies Kagan called. He confirmed he murdered and disposed of Glenn.
After me and Bianca’s long shower, we slipped into our plush robes and climbed into bed.
Staring into her eyes, I brushed the pad of my thumb over her cheek.
“Bombshell, Kagan took care of Glenn.”
Tears streamed down her beautiful face, and she exhaled.
I could tell she felt a weight lift off her. Her brother’s job wasn’t in jeopardy anymore. I hated she ever had to carry that burden.
She deserved the finer things in life. I was determined to give her everything.
I sighed into her hair. It felt good making those bastards pay for what they’d done to my woman.
“Catch?”
Pulling back, I met her gaze. “Yes, bombshell?”
“There are others who wronged me. In different ways. I need you to promise you’ll let me handle them.”
My brows lowered. “What?” I bit out.
“Bianca, fuck no. I’ll get rid of them.”
She smirked as her hand slipped into my robe. Bianca stroked my dick as she leaned into my ear. “Promise you’ll let me handle the others,” she purred as she rolled me over, straddling my dick.
Bianca wasn’t playing fair. She knew I didn’t play fair either.
“Ok, I’ll let you handle your other enemies.” I squeezed her ass.
“Ride my cock, bombshell.”
A smile so bright filled her lips.
I didn’t know what this woman was up to, but there wasn’t a chance I’d let her handle her enemies alone.