Page 47 of His & Hers

“He said he’s not in love with her.” I pointed out as he turned to stare at me.

“Would you go into a fucking drug den, littered with armed men, alone and unarmed? For a woman, you didn’t love? You should see what he did to the poor bastard.”

I didn’t say anything as I waited for him to continue.

“He cut off his ears, his lips, and gouged his eyes out. He then cut his cock off and shoved it down his throat. That’s how he died. Deacon did that on pure adrenaline, Zane. He fucking loves her. I don’t doubt she loves him too. This family is fucked.”

I frowned, feeling slightly sick.

“He made him swallow-”

“Zane, for fuckssake.”

“Sorry. So is he going to be arrested?”

Caleb smirked at me then.

“The bastard kidnapped my sister and had every intention of violating her in every capacity. Lucas did the right thing.”

He stood slowly before sighing.

“Don’teverfall in love with the wrong person Zane. It’s messy as fuck,” he said, standing and stretching.

My thoughts immediately went to Layla, but I pushed them away as I moved from the sofa to see my sister.

I needed to see her; make sure she was ok.

I didn’t believe any of them. They always hid things from me because they thought I was too sensitive. But I saw the look in Caleb’s eyes. It mirrored my father’s when I asked him about Alice.

I’m sure that was the reason Lucas made him suffer so badly.

Sick with nerves, I moved up the stairs, stopping outside of her door. I could hear her sobbing as Mom tried to soothe her.

My hand hovered over the door handle, but I couldn’t bring myself to go in.

They were right; I wasn’t strong enough.

20

ALICE

“Shut thefuckup. Do you have any idea what girls like you end up like without Mommy or Daddy to protect you? You end up a fuckingwhore.”

If I had my hands free, I’d have slapped the bastard. Like I slapped his henchman earlier.

“I’d stillneverfuck you,” I spat, as his eyes fluttered dangerously at me. Andre, my kidnapper, walked over to me, the stench of beer on his breath as he leaned down to me.

“You were meant to be a hostage. But the disrespect you have shown my men and me tells me you need to be taught a fucking lesson,bitch.”

Someone laughed from behind me as fear gripped my stomach. Andre roughly pushed me down onto my knees, lifting my chin as he gazed at me with his beady little eyes.

“Eddie. Bring me the gun and leave the room,” he barked, his hand reaching into his joggers as he began to pull on his cock. Nausea rose in my throat as he circled me, the metal of the gun sliding along my skin.

“So, tell me. What is it about you that’s made Old Deacon get into a tizzy, hmm? You’re pretty hot, but then so are many others, baby.”

“You’re fucking disgusting,” I spat as he pulled my hair back in his hands painfully. I cried out as he pulled tighter.

“Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m going to let you suck my dick; then I’m gonna stick it in your fucking white ass. Then I’ll make you suck it again before I kill you and your fucking boss.”