Total pages in book: 147
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148949 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 745(@200wpm)___ 596(@250wpm)___ 496(@300wpm)
Kaz sneered. “Excuse me?”
“As your number one, I am not only supposed to protect you from your enemies or. . .the Mouse, but I must save you from yourself.”
“Get out now!” Kaz tried to stomp around them.
David and the men got in front of him.
Oh, God. Kaz, don’t slap K.D.
I headed over. “Calm down, baby.”
Kaz turned his rage my way. “You went to great measures to save this piece of shit gardener—”
“For Lunita and because I don’t want any more innocent people to die—”
“Innocent!” Kaz barreled through David and the two men and headed for me.
I shrieked and stumbled back.
In seconds, Kaz was inches from me.
Am I going to have to knock his ass out tonight?
My chest rapidly rose and fell.
“Tell me something, mysh.” Kaz’s voice lowered to a murderous edge.
David and the men rushed our way, yet I had no idea what they could truly do.
Kaz glared. “What if you discovered that I was fucking one of the maids while you slept in our bed at night?”
Rage boiled through me. “Kaz, that is a completely different situation—”
“How?”
“You don’t have another personality!”
“Yet, you would be mad if I tried to save the maid—”
“Of course I would be, because she wouldn’t be innocent—”
“How is the gardener innocent?”
“He was fucking Lunita!” I yelled and hit my chest. “Not me!”
“But he thought it was you.”
I blinked. “And what if Lunita was flirting with him and—?”
“He dies!” Kaz screamed. “It does not matter what Lunita did! He fucking dies!”
My body quaked with fear.
“But. . .”
Kaz sneered. “But what?”
“But, how do you think Lunita will feel about this?”
“Speaking of her.” Kaz leaned all the way forward until the points of our noses touched. “Are you watching, Lunita? Are you looking at the fucking TV?”
“S-stop it.”
“I want you to know that Emily did not save your gardener today—”
“What?” I leaned back. “W-what are you saying?”
“I also want you to understand, Lunita—”
“I said stop it—”
“That I am now going to do my own ritual on your lover.”
Dark rage twisted inside of my core, and it wasn’t mine.
I trembled.
No. Lunita.
My fingers itched for a knife.
“Kaz, stop this!” I headed away from him. “What do you mean I didn’t save the gardener?”
More of the Brotherhood hurried in and gathered around me.
“Get away.” I tried to move around them. They didn’t touch me, but they kept blocking my way.
Kaz snatched off his jacket and slung it over the toppled table. “David, find out who my mouse’s guards were last night.”
“What? Why?” I twisted around one man, but another got in front of me. “Kaz, what do you need that information for?”
Kaz ignored me and kept his gaze on David. “Get the guards and lover boy, and then take them to the garden.”
“Those are my people! Leave my guards alone!” I shoved one of the men away.
Another grabbed my arm. I punched him in the jaw. One snatched at me on the left. I cracked his nose with my bicep and slammed him into another guy.
Another wrapped his arms around my waist and began dragging me away. One of my breast flopped out.
“Let me go!” I yanked a gun from another and shot whoever was holding me in his thigh.
He dropped me.
Kaz and David spun my way.
I yanked up the top of my dress and charged forward.
Two men grabbed my arm holding the gun. Two others had my legs and yanked them back. Fast, all four lifted me in the air.
God damnit.
Either I was out of practice or they had figured out my moves.
“Let me the fuck go!” I pulled the trigger, shooting one guy in the shoulder. But somehow another man wrenched the gun away from my hand.
The men carried me away and I screamed out, “Don’t kill my guards, Kaz!”
Yet, blind fury blazed in his eyes, telling me that he hadn’t heard one word I said.
Chapter 7
Lover Boy
Kazimir
I stood alone in the garden with my fists clenched tightly at my sides. My knuckles were bone white.
The air was heavy with a floral perfume, suffocating me.
The garden was filled with vibrant flowers and tall plants surrounding me, growing in careful rows and geometric designs. Their blooms were bursting with color, yet I felt their beauty mocked me.
This gardener had fucked her here around all this loveliness.
What did you think would happen, Lunita?
I couldn’t escape the pain consuming me. It was a weight pressing down on my chest like a boulder.
I told you that you were also mine.
The glass doors opened.
One man brought in a small table and placed it in the dirt next to me.
Another man entered and carried my briefcase of torture tools—hammers and saws, various sized knives, a spiked iron ball on a chain, large iron hooks, and a blow torch.
Lunita, how can I help your twisted mind understand?
Next, David entered the garden, followed by two men who dragged the gardener behind them like a ragdoll.