“She is mine!” I shouted at him. “I will make you pay for every time you thought about her, laid eyes on her, touched her, and smelled her!”
I started punching him. My fists were delivering blow after blow to his tortured body. I was enjoying this so much. I stopped a few times so the guys could cut and stab him some more.
He was screaming in pain and a huge, cold smile spread across my face. I grabbed the knife from Gabriel’s hands and kneeled in front of him.
“I know I promised not to cut off your balls if you told us everything, but I guess I am breaking that promise,” I said with a smirk.
His eyes grew wide. I lowered my hand and cut them off in one move.
His scream almost pierced my eardrums.
Blood started pooling from in between his legs. He started shaking uncontrollably. I smirked and turned to the guys.
“You want to finish the job, Gabe?” I asked and handed him the knife.
He took it from me and walked closer to Calvin.
He grabbed his face and made him look at him.
“I have one last piece of information for you,” Gabriel said. “I am Aria’s twin.”
Calvin’s eyes grew even wider than before.
“Too bad you won’t be able to inform your boss,” Gabriel said before jamming the knife right into his heart.
Calvin gasped and blood started spilling out of his mouth. His eyes roamed over Gabriel’s face before his body went limp and his eyes rolled back into his head.
The fucker was gone.
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE – Home
Gabriel’s POV
I’ve never felt better.
I wanted to bring him back only to kill him again.
“What the fuck do we do with him?” Jacob asked and threw his bloody knife away.
“Leave him here. Wild animals will take care of him,” I said and took a step back from his dead body.
We were all drenched in his blood. I had no fucking idea how we were going to clean ourselves.
“We should take his phone,” Nick said and walked over to him. “I have an idea.”
He rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a phone. He unlocked it and smiled.
“What idea?” Blake asked.
“I don’t want Victor to know that he is dead,” Nick said and put the phone in his pocket. “He will send somebody else, or he will come by himself. We can pretend to be Calvin and stall him.”
“How the hell will you pretend?” I frowned. “Do you imitate voices now?”
Nick rolled his eyes. “No. I will only text him. Make an excuse as to why I can’t talk.”
“It could buy us a little time,” Jacob said as he ran a hand through his hair.
“It will,” Nick said. “Come on, get this piece of shit down so we can get rid of him. I can’t touch the handcuffs.”