Hades Knights MC Box Set, page 27
part #1 of Hades Knights MC Series
He’s crazy.
Vince grabs my long hair, twists it around his hand, and pulls me off his bike. He pulls to the old house front door.
He walks inside, dragging me across the room. The guys in the room are drinking and smoking. They look at me, ignoring the fact that Vince is dragging me by my hair.
“You got the bitch,” a tall, massive guy says, looking at me.
“Help me,” I yell, trying to get one of the guys to help me. They laugh, looking at me, then continue talking.
Bastards!
Vince drags me down the hallway, stops and opens the door at the end of the hall.
He pulls me inside, turning to stare at me. He smiles evilly at me.
“Bitch, you fucking need to stop crying,” Vince shouts, punching me, causing my lip to split open, blood flows down my chin.
I fall onto the floor, scooting as far away as I can. I stare at Vince wide-eyed, surprised that he had hit me.
Oh my god!
What if he gets more violent?
He glares, his eyes appear darker than before, disturbingly evil. He points the gun at me, looking at my tank top, focusing on my breasts.
He makes me feel dirty.
I hate him!
“Why are you doing this,” I ask him, crossing my arms over my breasts.
“Bitch, you know why! I fucking wanted to treat you like a queen, my queen! But no, you want to be a slut! Do you think that I don’t know that you're fucking around with that Knight? It’s your fault that you’re here; it’s your fault that I had to take you,” Vince shouts, waving the gun at me.
I gasp, moving my hand up to my mouth to stop from crying out. I raise my trembling hand to my face to rub my cheeks, wiping off the tears.
I stare at him shaking my head. I don’t say a word, trying to keep him calm and not provoke another angry outburst.
I can’t risk him hurting me. I need to protect the baby.
“Yeah, bitch, you need to keep your mouth shut! I don’t want to hear from you! Keep quiet! I’ll be back soon,” Vince says sneering. His dark eyes glitter menacingly. He turns, walks out of the room.
“Fucking bitch is mine,” Vince hollers when he’s locking the door.
I pull my legs up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I look around the room at the windows to see if I can escape. I force myself to inhale and exhale slowly to calm my fears.
I need to calm down because I don’t want the baby to get stressed.
I move my arms down to cover my stomach. I look around the empty room. It smells musky, making me nauseous. My stomach lurches, bile rises, but I dry heave.
Oh my god!
I’m going to get sick!
My stomach flips for a few, then calms down. I pull the black scrunchie from my wrist, gather my hair, then I pull my hair through the scrunchie into a ponytail.
I’m so scared.
Vince kidnapped me!
What am I going to do?
How will Dante ever find me?
Twenty-One
Dante
I’m going berserk.
Every minute that passes pushes me closer to running into that house Rambo style. I need to get my baby out.
My skin feels tight; my heart is pounding in my chest, I’m gasping.
Fuck!
I watch through the windows, and I recognize that bastard Vince. He’s sitting on a stool looking to his left.
Fuck, he’s keeping an eye on something. It must be my baby.
Motherfucker is dead.
The Hades Knights van creeps up behind us. I look at wildly, anxious for the brothers to get out.
The back doors open, and the brothers jump out. They walk over to me, hiding behind the old van.
A few more brothers run up from the main road where they parked their bikes.
Seth and Creed walk over to me, stand next to me, looking at the clubhouse.
“Status,” Seth says in a low voice.
“All I can see are those motherfuckers in the living room. That tall skinny dude on that stool is Vince, the motherfucker that’s been harassing Georgina. Her boss called me to tell me that that motherfucker took her at gunpoint. I think that he brought her here since they’re not very smart to take her somewhere else,” I say through clench jaw.
“What the fuck! How do you know all of this? Why would Martin call you,” Seth says, frowning?
Seth and Creed turn to glare at me, taking a step closer to me.
“Talk and don’t leave anything out,” Creed growls, crossing his arms.
I look at them, straightening my back, clenching my hands. I stare at them, taking a step forward.
I’ll be damn if I’m going to coward out. I don’t give a damn that they’re my Baby’s brothers. She’s mine.
“Georgina is my girl, my old lady. We’ve been together for a few months,” I state, glaring at them.
“What the hell,” Creed shouts, squinting at me.
“Fuck! That’s a low blow. She’s my sister,” Seth says, scolding.
“Yeah, I didn’t know, and I don’t care. I love Georgina, and she’s pregnant. I’m not letting them go,” I say, clenching my fists.
“Motherfucker,” Creed yells, taking a step towards me.
Seth pulls him back, shaking his head.
“Creed, calm down. It’s not the time to fight. We need to get Gina out,” Seth says, glaring at me.
“Right, let’s get her out before she gets hurt,” I roar.
“Right,” Seth says, turning to look at the brothers.
“Let’s split up into four groups. One group takes the back, and the other two groups take sides. We’ll go into the front to take out the Scoobies. When you hear us go in the front door, I want the ones at the back to enter through the back. Dante will look for Gina and take her. I need you to cover him,” Seth says, glancing at the brothers.
The Knights nod split up into three groups and go down to take their position.
Seth, Creed, Wyatt, Nicolas, and I get ready to invade the house using our military skills.
Seth counts down with his hand, three, two, and one. We barge in shooting the motherfuckers. I shoot Vince, watching him fall onto the floor.
I run down the hall, kicking in every door. My heart is pounding; sweat is covering my body.
I kick the last door, praying that she’s in there. I run in, looking around the room. I see Georgina in the corner with her legs pulled up to her chest, covering her face.
“Baby,” I yell, running over to her.
Georgina looks up through tears, trembling cries out.
“Dante,” Georgina screams, trembling.
I run over to her, pull her into my arms. I kiss her head, gazing into her huge teary eyes. I look at her swollen bruised cheek and split lip.
“Did that motherfucker hurt you? Do you need to see a doctor,” I ask, my vocal cords sound raspy? I cup her face with my hand gazing into her teary eyes—my heart breaks.
“Yes, he did, but I’m ok. I was so scared,” Georgina says, trembling.
“You’re safe now,” I say, kissing her forehead.
Georgina wraps her arms around my neck, resting her head on my shoulder.
I run out of the room, down the hall and out of the house. My brothers are starting to clean up. I run over to my bike, and I set her on it.
“Baby, I’m taking you home. Hold on tight,” I say, sliding onto my bike.
I ride down the road as fast as I can to get my Baby home. I need to make sure that she’s ok. I pull into my apartment garage, and I pull her into my arms.
I take her inside my apartment to my bedroom. I place her on my chair. I kneel to inspect her thoroughly. I run my hands over her feet, up her legs, moving up her thighs, to her stomach, her back, her breasts, and I stop at her neck.
I cup her face looking at the swollen face, lip, and dark, angry bruise.
I lean down to kiss her softly on her injuries, whispering.
“Baby, I’m so sorry that he hurt you, but he wouldn’t ever touch you again,” I whisper, placing butterfly kisses all over her beautiful face.
“Dante, thank god that you came to get me. Who knows what the bastard would have done to me,” Georgina says, crying, gasping for air burring her face in my neck shaking.
I hold her close, rubbing her back.
“Baby, Nobody will ever hurt you as long I live,” I say, holding her close.
Georgina pulls back, smiles a small trembling smile.
“I know that you will always take care of the baby and me. I love you,” Georgina says, holding onto me.
“Baby, I love you forevermore,” I whisper, leaning down to kiss her softly.
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