Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 705(@200wpm)___ 564(@250wpm)___ 470(@300wpm)
“I came to pay my respects.” I gestured to the two gifts in Valentina’s hands. “These are for you.”
The Don turned to Valentina and whistled. “I do like my three gifts indeed. Give those boxes to Henri, cher, he’s outside. He will take them and then direct ya to the door to come on over to sit on my lap.”
The line of my jaw twitched. “My sister is not a gift.”
He snickered. “Now that’s a damn shame.”
Meanwhile, Valentina wore a bored expression.
“Payin your respects.” The Don bobbed his head. “Must be here for somethin’ else too.”
I studied him.
“Perhaps, ya here for ma famous gumbo too. Or is there somethin’ else you got in mind?”
I met his stare, returning his casual tone. “I would love to try that gumbo.”
The Don chuckled, a low, gravelly sound that seemed to blend with the alligator’s hisses and grunts in the pit. “Well now, ain’t y’all jus’ full of surprises? Too bad y’all didn’t let me know y’all was coming.”
“Are you busy this evening?”
The door creaked open behind him, confirming where the exit was on the platform.
The Don glanced over his shoulder at the door before turning back to me. “Lucky for you, Mr. Lion. Ole Don is good for multitasking.”
A naked woman stepped onto his platform. She had long black hair. Her shoulders were drawn back and her head held high even though it was obvious she was terrified.
I quirked my brows.
She stopped in front of him, glanced at the pit, and then shivered. Tears spilled from her eyes.
I turned to Rafael.
What the fuck is this?
The pansy simply shook his head and whispered, “Theater.”
I put my view back on the platform.
The door closed behind her.
A heavy, almost oppressive sensation hung like a cloud over the space.
Some of the alligators slithered in that direction.
“Had I known y’all was coming.” The Don rose from his throne. “I would have handled this here situation, much earlier.”
The woman spoke, “I-I’m so sorry, Thibaut.”
“Oh, cher.” The Don gestured for her to come closer. “I know. Now don’ you start cryin.”
“I-I swear.” She sobbed. “I-I won’t do it again.”
I glanced at Valentina, knowing how much she hated witnessing any violence against women.
Frowning, she leaned my way and kept her voice low. “I know he is protected by the Cartel, but. . ?”
The unspoken question ran between us.
You want to kill him.
I gritted my teeth and glanced at him. “Maybe.”
The Don frowned at the naked woman. “Get on your knees, cher.”
The woman dropped to her knees. Terror decorated her face.
The Don stepped forward and unzipped his jeans.
Tension gathered in my shoulders.
No. Do not do it.
Soon, his cock flopped out—hard and pulsing.
Tisha gazed at his watch and leaned my way. “Do we signal Wassily? The time will be up in five minutes.”
I pursed my lips together and watched the platform.
The Don grabbed the woman’s hair, pushing her head back and forcing her to look up at him. “Are you ready, cher?”
She nodded, probably too scared to speak. Instead, she opened her mouth. Her lips quivered.
Rage radiated off Valentina. She made a quick movement digging her hand into her shirt and then putting it by her side.
She has the knife. It will be all downhill from here.
Tisha grabbed my attention. “Kazimir?”
The Don slipped his cock between the woman’s gaping lips and slammed his hips forward, pushing himself deep into her mouth. She gagged and sobbed, her body trembling as he pounded into her.
I sneered, ready to end this so called, Don.
It was bad enough that I had to humble myself to talk to him, and even provide gifts, when he should be giving me something. Now I was to stand around like some idiot while he got off torturing some woman?
In my world, there was theater and then there was just egotistical violence for no reason.
I crossed my arms over my chest and turned to Tisha. “Do not signal. Let our people storm this compound. Be ready for the men outside of this door.”
When Wassily came, somebody would signal the Don’s guards and come in. Therefore, we had to act quick.
Tisha nodded and went over to Valentina. They whispered between each other.
I took another step forward.
The Don increased his pace, pushing himself further and further into the woman’s mouth. But I was sure he knew I had inched closer. He pulled out of her, his cock slick and wet.
I deepened my frown.
“I sure wish I could finish on that pretty face of yours.” He stepped back and zipped up his jeans. He looked down at her, his face expressionless. “Ya mouth should get a trophy. Always thought that.”
The woman looked up at him, her eyes wet with tears.
Then, he kicked her in the stomach.
I tensed.
Flying backward, she crashed to the edge of the platform and shrieked in terror.
A bigger horde of alligators swarmed that way, growling and hissing.