Page 28 of Remorseless
“I knew he was going to kill her. Then, Ithought,no. He would just warn her. But he was so cold. In the years I’ve known him, I’ve never seen the killer.”
“What do you want me to say, Diesel? Do you want me to feel sorry for her? Because she’s dead or because of how Daddy killed her? I don’t care.”
“Youshould,” he barked. “You’re a female. Nurturing is inherent to those with a mothering instinct.”
“Protecting her family is also inherent to mothers, dickface. I’ve told you before stop comparingmeto whatyourmom did to you. That has no fucking bearing on me. Torie got what she fucking deserved—”
He tightened his hold on her. “Uncle Christopher ordered her put through the woodchipper, which meant she had to be dismembered. Further desecration of her body.”
She snapped her brows together. “Why the fuck doyoucare so much about what happened to that bitch?”
“Does it matter?”
“It must. I asked the fucking question, and I don’t make a fucking habit of talking just to hear myself talk.”
“Her manner of death shook everyone up. The younger brothers who swore Uncle Christopher fucked Torie or had her suck his cock. The older ones who thought the same but knew better than to admit it. Our family.Me. Uncle Christopher is infamous for his headshots. Someone must die? He shoots them and it’s done.” Diesel hung his head. “Butthis…this, Reb. This was a clear message.”
“Hopefully, motherfuckers will heed it. If not, they get fucked up, too.”
Glaring at her, he shoved her again. She stumbled back, nearly losing her balance.
“You’re so fucking cold-blooded.”
She returned his shove, though he didn’t budge. “And you’re so fucking stupid. Thinkingshe was a beautiful woman, so she didn’t deserve her fate. What aboutmybeautiful woman? My mom. What about her and what Torie did? What about how Torie tried to fuck up my parents’ marriage? Fuck her! Stop thinking with your cock and—”
Pain and betrayal cut through her. Diesel bore witness to the fight between Rebel and Torie. He knew how that bitch had felt about Rebel. For that matter, he knew how Torie felt about their mother.
“You slept with her,” she declared in an accusatory tone that masked her deep despair at the realization. “You…”
She backed away, her pulse thumping through her body. Unable to look at him anymore, she turned and ran toward the house, a sob escaping her.
One reason she’d refused to wait until her sixteenth birthday so Diesel could take her on her first date was because she knew how he slept around. He was notorious amongst the club girls. After her confrontation with Diana over Diesel, Rebel started asking the biker girls about him. He loved rough sex and having his cock sucked.
According to rumors circulating amongst the girls, Diesel was addicted to sex. Fia claimed Diesel played with his nose, too, although Rebel never saw evidence he used coke.
Then, she had to contend with Tabi Cat, his wife. There was no love lost between them. What she couldn’t countenance was him sleeping with a woman hell-bent on destroying their family.
A body slammed into her, and she crashed to the ground, momentarily knocking the wind from her.
Diesel’s scent surrounded her, and his erection pressed into her butt, singeing her even through the combined layers of their clothes. He nuzzled her neck, his breath sawing in and out of his lungs and tickling her skin.
Tears streaked her cheeks, the thought of Diesel and Torie more devastating than the knowledge that he’d slept with most of the club girls. As much as Rebel disliked that idea, she couldn’t put her foot down and demand he stop. They weren’t romantically involved. ButTorie? She’d humiliated Rebel and helped to foster the mistrust she now felt toward her father.
Torietried to ruin her parents’ marriage and run her mother away. All of which Diesel knew, and still he’d had sex with her?
“I never slept with Torie,” he crooned as if he read her mind. The alcohol he’d drank still affected his words. “But if I did, it would have no bearing on you or our family.Us.”
Rebel held herself still, panting from the exertion of her run and Diesel’s tackle. Diesel himself. Hewouldfeel as if it shouldn’t matter that he’d slept with Torie. He didn’t get it. He didn’t appreciate anything but whathewanted.
Whatever breakdown drove him to seek Rebel out and want sex from her had the potential for catastrophic consequences. His life forfeited.
Her father was home. She could only get away with interfering with signals for so long under those circumstances. Besides, she wasn’t the expert like Mattie and Ryan. If Daddy realized she’d disrupted the alerts and the alarm, he’d search for her. He knew she was the only one who did such a thing.
He’d find her with Diesel and…
Kill him.
Torie’s death might not have mattered to her, but Diesel’s would.
