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Page 47 of Deceptive Desires (The Syndicate #2)

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I glance at Cecilia’s sleeping form as I slip out of our bedroom.

Our bedroom.

In our penthouse.

I finally have her here. With me. It’s everything I could want. If only it hadn’t gone down the way that it did.

It takes me less than an hour to find him.

I follow him as he stumbles out the back alley behind the bar. These fuckers make it too easy for me.

I silently approach, until I’m behind him. I perform my normal dance, knocking him out, carrying him to my car, and driving him to a warehouse.

He wakes up by the time I have him hanging by his wrists from the ceiling.

“What the fuck, Mr. Montclair? I did as you said! I broke into the apartment and trashed the place. You still have to pay me for it,” he mutters, confusion evident in his voice.

He’s desperate for his money, but I’m desperate for his blood.

“You didn’t follow my orders. You went too early. She was there! She saw you with a gun. She was terrified, hiding in her closet, while you destroyed her apartment. For that, you’re going to suffer,” I spit in his direction as fury rolls through me.

It’s all the warning I give before swinging my fist into his stomach. He howls in pain, but it’s not enough.

All I can hear is Cecilia’s trembling, whispered voice, as she called me from her closet scared for her life.

All I can see is Cecilia curled in a ball in her closet, white as a ghost, shaking and crying because this fucker doesn’t know how to follow instructions.

As he begs for his life, I continue hitting him. Making him bleed. Breaking bones. Basking in the pain I inflict.

Only when he’s finally passed out from pain, do I stop.

I carve into him, branding him with my initials. Not that I could forget the man who took my money then scared my woman with his gun.

I throw a few hundreds on the table. Even though he fucked up, I’m a man of my word. I pay what I owe him and leave without a sound.

I get back to the penthouse an hour later, smelling of soap and lemons. When I get into bed, I pull my sunshine to me and cradle her in my arms.

Finally feeling at peace, I drift to sleep.