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And with one brutal slash, he ended it.He slashed the blade across Kane’s throat, fast and clean.The bastard gurgled, eyes wide, life spilling out between trembling fingers.
Diesel stepped back, chest heaving.It was over.Tom was free.Kane was dead.Sophie was safe.“Jase, call the club.Tell them to send the clean-up crew,” Diesel ordered.
“You got it, Diesel,” Jase said with a nod.
He dropped the blade and strode to Sophie’s side.
“You all right, sweetheart?”Diesel asked, voice rough
Sophie looked up, tear-streaked and shaking, but she was alive.She launched into his arms without hesitation, clutching his cut, face pressed to his chest.Diesel held her tight, burying his nose in her hair.
“You scared the shit outta me,” he muttered.“Never do that again.”
“I had to,” she whispered.“Tom...”
“I know.But next time, we deal with shit together.”
She nodded, trembling.Jase freed Tom fully and called in for MC cleanup.
Diesel didn’t let Sophie go, not for a second.
Chapter Nine
When they reached herapartment, Diesel carried her off the bike without a word, cradling her close like she weighed nothing.
She should’ve argued, should’ve insisted she could walk, but her body had other ideas.It shook uncontrollably in his arms, exhaustion and shock hitting her like a freight train now that the danger had passed.
Diesel used his key to unlock her door, one he hadn’t known she’d slipped to him until he’d found it in his pocket last night.
Inside, the apartment was still and dim.Safe.But Sophie felt anything but.The second Diesel set her down, the shaking worsened.Tears blurred her vision.
He caught her face gently in both hands.“Breathe for me, sweetheart.”His voice was low and rough, but steady.Safe.
Sophie sucked in a trembling breath.“Tom—”
“He’s fine,” Diesel cut in softly.“Beast has him at the clubhouse with the doc.They’ll take care of him.He’s safe, Sophie.You’re safe.”
