Page 63 of Soulless Angel

I braced myself for the worst moment of my life. Expecting to watch the man I loved die, I waited for the sound of gunfire to fill the room. Instead, there was a dull, metallic thunk as the gun jammed.

It jammed? Maybe there was a God. I’d never been as sure as I was right then.

I gaped at Daire who stared at the gun in surprise. A strange smile curved his lips.

This turn of events did not impress JD. Forgetting about me, he sauntered over to Daire.

Aiming his gun at Daire’s face, he said, “Looks like you got lucky. Let’s see what we can do about that. I was going to make your girl into some sweet content. Maybe you can help.”

Daire stared hard at JD, refusing to show fear. “I’m not doing jack shit.”

“Sure you are. Either you kill her on camera, after some torture, of course, or I do. And you can watch. Make your choice.” JD seemed to realize that the power level in the room had shifted with the jamming of the revolver. He was hustling to reinforce himself as the one in control.

“Let me get this straight.” Daire took a step forward, pressing his forehead against the barrel of JD’s weapon. “Youwant me to kill my girlfriend on camera for your sick enjoyment? What’s to stop us from doing that to you instead?”

The manic light in Daire’s eyes shone with a brilliance that made JD swallow hard. Something shifted in the atmosphere.

“You’re not the one calling the shots here, asshole,” JD snarled. “I’m the one with the gun.”

“Yeah, maybe.” Daire shrugged. “But you’re outnumbered. You can’t shoot all of us before we take you down.”

JD’s laugh rang with a nervous edge. “You want to bet on that?”

“I do, actually.” Daire paused as the sound of several footsteps pounded through the house toward us. “Time’s up. Our backup has arrived. Think you can take on a dozen mobsters too?”

In a sudden panic, JD pulled the trigger. Daire was already moving, slapping his arm away before he got off a shot. The bullet hit the wall next to the door.

Everyone sprang into action. Daire tackled JD to the floor, wrestling the gun from his grasp. The other guys lunged for the other two men. A shot went off, zinging past me, narrowly missing Raina.

Beaver Mask was shoved to the floor face down. Havoc stepped on his neck, pressing the gun he’d retrieved from the floor to the back of his head. Without hesitation, he fired.

The guy who’d worn the Rabbit Mask put up more of a fight. He threw some punches and fired off a few erratic shots before the gun was taken from him. Cash forced the gun into his mouth, gagging him with it before pulling the trigger.

The room filled with mobsters who all held guns ready. Havoc moved to shield Raina from them while Blaze did the same for me. Not that I cared who saw me in my underwear after what we’d endured, although their actions were appreciated.

“Check the house,” Havoc instructed. “Kill anyone you find. Then head to Paradise and clean out the back. Everyone who’s part of this dies. No exceptions. That includes the owner of the club. There’s no way he didn’t know about this shit.”

Daire dragged JD to his feet. Holding him by the throat, he shoved JD against the wall. “Where are the keys?”

“On the desk,” JD croaked out.

Knight searched the desk until he found the keys. He unlocked the shackles holding my wrists and ankles before rushing to Raina. I fell into Blaze’s arms, sobbing into his t-shirt. He held me close, stroking a hand through my tangled hair.

“It’s okay, Clover. You’re safe now.” Scooping me into his arms, Blaze carried me away from the chaos.

“Wait,” I sniffled. “I want to see that fucker die.”

There was no way I was missing this. Not after everything JD had gotten away with until now.

Blaze paused near the door, turning back in time for Daire and Gage to drag JD to the shackles. JD resisted, doing his best to fight. It was useless. The two most psychotic men in this room had their hands on him now. He was fucked.

“Get off me,” he hissed. “I have other people who work for me. They’ll find you.”

“Good. Then they’ll die screaming too.” Grabbing JD’s hair, Daire slammed his head against the wall. “Do you know what I do to guys like you? If you knew how many men have had their dicks cut off for fucking with my girl, you wouldn’t have made that mistake.”

With blood running down his face, JD panicked. He thrashed and flailed against Gage and Daire. They started to wrestle him into the shackles when Gage paused.

“Wait. This piece of shit made a fuck ton raping and killing people on camera. Shouldn’t he experience the same fate?” Gage nodded to the dropped camera before spinning JD around.

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