Chapter Nineteen

Pirate

“ S earch the building! I want anyone else found and brought to me.” I feel Genesis move in my arms and look down to see her mouth one word before she passes out.

“Marco,” she whispers, and I stop walking.

“He was here?” She nods and grits her teeth as if in pain.

“He hit me. He did all this. He killed Alfie.” She lets out a wail, and I hug her closer to my chest to hide her pain from the others.

I own that now and I’m going to make that motherfucker pay with his life. I turn to Spector, who’s watching me for my next order.

“He dies.” He nods once, understanding that I will be the one who ends him without me having to say the word.

“FIND HIM!” I call out as I move to the door.

Unfortunately, I don’t have to move far. I stop when I feel the cold bite of steel touch my forehead.

“Put her down. I wasn’t done catching up with my daughter.” My men advance behind me, and I know they all have their guns drawn.

“You’re never touching my wife again,” I hiss over my shoulder.

“I said but the bitch down.” He pushes the gun into my temple harder, causing me to tilt my neck.

“She’s unconscious!” I turn to look at him, putting the barrel of his weapon dead center of my forehead.

“I don’t give a fuck. Drop her. It might make her smarter.” I stare at him, and he smirks at my eye patch.

“You think you can take her?” He smiles and nods like he’s won.

“Go ahead. Try.” He moves the gun to her head, and I freeze.

“Yeah, I think I will. Just like I took your parents.” I start to lower her slowly to the floor, and I catch movement behind Marco.

Fucking Rafael.

Before I can signal him to stop he’s tackled Marco causing the gun to slide across the fucking Italian marble. I dive for it and it turns into a three man scuffle as we wrestle for the fucking thing.

Until it fucking goes off.

BANG!

“You stupid peice of shit! You could have gotten yourself killed!” I hiss as my baby brother wraps the wound on my arm.

“And where would you be now? Face it, you need a fucking doctor in your merry band of bikers,” Rafeal grins at me.

Genesis is sitting on my lap, staring at her father hanging from a meat hook in Alfonso’s living room. I wonder how many times she asked what the eye hook was used for while growing up here.

“You can’t hurt him. He’s my father,” she says out of the blue and then turns away from him to look at me.

“Oh, I know. Ask him how I lost my eye.” I nod at the asshole.

“Tell her. Tell your precious daughter what a piece of shit you really are. That you sold out my parents, to save your own life, and took my eye so…Wait, I want to get the words right.” I shift her off my lap and stand, leaving my brother cursing because he was still working on my arm.

“So you could look into my eye and remember the scared little boy who thought he could beat you.” I smile at his gagged face.

I turn, and Spector offers me a gun.

“Who’s scared now?”

BANG!

“You never fucking deserved her. But thank you ‘cause I’m going to treasure every single fucking day I have with her and show her what true love really is.” I watch the blood start to flow down his leg as the silent wail he had trapped in his chest finally breaks free.

“She’ll hate you forever after this.” I glance at Genesis and see the opposite of hate in her eyes.

She’s looking at me with love in her eyes. I know without a shadow of a doubt that if I leave him alive, we will never know a moment’s peace. I’m not raising a family looking over my shoulder for this motherfucker or risking any more of my brothers.

She sees the moment I make up my mind, and bless her soul, she nods in understanding.

“You give yourself too much credit. She’ll fucking get over it. By the way, congratulations, you’re going to be a grandfather, and no, we won’t be naming him after you. Say hi to the Devil for me. Tell him to keep my seat warm.”

BANG!

I stand and watch his body swing until someone taps my shoulder.

“It’s over now. I’d like to go home.” I couldn’t deny her anything, let alone this.

“Okay, Preciosa.”