Page 94 of Secret Bratva Baby
From upstairs. Cut off mid-shout.
Two men lean from an open office door on the level above me and hang over the railing to shoot down at me.
I take one out quickly, but have to duck and hide as the other man’s bullets smack into the warehouse floor right next to my feet.
A shot snaps from behind me somewhere, and Alex shouts, “He’s down. It’s clear.” I stand, bolting towards the stairs.
“Rose,” I shout again. This time, she just screams. The fear and pain in her voice heat my blood, making it boil.
I lift the gun. Someone has kicked the office door closed. I can shoot it open for fear of where she is inside.
Instead, I wait for Niko to get to my side.
“You’re covered,” he confirms.
“Moving.” I step in front of the door and kick it hard. It shatters off the hinges, falling inwards.
Using my own momentum, I duck to the side of the doorframe, low to the ground. Bullets spin over my head, shooting past me.
I fire two bullets into the guy standing right inside the doorframe. One into his foot. The next into his skull when he falls.
Niko lifts his hand and slices it forward through the air. I nod.
We both burst through the door, firing at every man we see until they are lying in a pool of their own blood on the floor.
There are two people standing to the left, next to where Rose is tied to a chair, blindfolded.
Niko holds the gun towards Boris and the woman he’s with.
I bolt towards Rose.
My fingers are shaking as I untie the blindfold. I grab her face in my hands, dirty and tearstained.
“Rose, Rose, it’s me. Are you okay? Rose?” There is a dark bruise on her jaw.
“Luka,” she sobs, leaning forward, trying to rest her face against my chest, but her hands are still tied to the chair.
I lean over her to cut them loose. The rope has cut into her skin, making her bleed. She has a bruise on her wrists.
I hate the fact that I wasn’t there to stop this from happening. I’m furious at the men who did this to her.
I lift Rose into my arms, and she clings onto me. Her fingers gripping tightly at my shirt.
“I knew you’d come,” she mutters, her body shaking against mine.
“Luka, what do you want me to do with these two?”
I turn towards Boris. The man behind everything, and the woman standing next to him. I’m too angry to hear his pleas as he drops to his knees in front of me. I’m too blinded by rage to listen to him promising me that he will disappear, that we will never see him again.
“Should we kill them both?” I snap coldly, glaring at Boris.
“Wait,” Rose screams. “Not Tania. It’s not her fault. Please, Luka, her uncle made her do it. She never wanted to hurt me. I heard them all talking. Please, don’t do this—"
“Tania, the woman from yourwork?” I ask, confused.
Rose nods. Fresh tears are spilling over her face. “Please, don’t hurt her,” she says, eyes pleading.
“Leave the girl alone. Take Boris’s knee,” I tell Niko.
