I pushed out a heavy breath and sank my teeth into my bottom lip. I should be furious that Nazai had taken it upon himself to pierce my nipples without my permission, but even I could admit how hot they looked. And when he did it, I came harder than I had since we started having sex. A shiver shot up my spine, speaking of sex. Between my legs was sore from the pounding and my lower lips were swollen as well. I was hazy in a drunken slumber when he snuck into bed and the last thing I expected was for him to fuck me awake. While I tried to be pissed off, I couldn’t deny how good it felt too. A slight panic had flashed through me when I realized I was restrained and I felt his dick pushed at my entrance, but it didn’t last long. A twisted sense of passion quickly replaced it. That panic quickly became exhilarating.
A bra was out of the question today, so I pulled my shirt down, examining the impression of the rings through the shirt I wore. Using the ponytail holder on my wrist, I pulled my hair into a bun at the top of my head and grabbed my black baseball cap, secured it on my head and hooked it around the bun. Satisfied, I turned to leave the bathroom.
My blood hummed in anticipation. The guy who had a hand in shooting at us had been captured and now we were headed to the barn to question him. I had been itching to get my hands on him since the shooting.
When I stepped out of the bathroom Nazai was standing at the end of the bed. His dark eyes found mine and his tongue went across his lips. My stomach flipped and filled with heat.
“You look like you’re ready to kill.” He smirked.
Rolling my eyes, I scoffed and went to the wall where my book bag was, picking it up and threading my arms through the straps. Turning around I faced Nazai and took him in. He too was dressed in all black.
“I’m ready to show why you don’t fuck with Cashlynn Ca—Tavarez.” I corrected myself at the last minute. It was the first time I had acknowledged my change in last name out loud. I could have kept my name after we married, but shedding that name felt like I was starting fresh and releasing a weight that had been bearing down on me. My brother was next for the change. Nazai’s eyes flashed and his nostrils flared at my words. He stood straighter and rolled his shoulders back.
“Let’s head out then.” He held his hand out.
I stared at it for a second before making my way over to him and placing my hand in his.
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“All you gotta do is tell us what we want to hear and this will be over faster,” Nazai said, sitting in the chair in front of the guy they had secured in the middle of the room. All of the brothers, including River, were present when we got to the barn. The man’s arms were chained above his head, while his feet were secured to the floor. His face was battered and bruised. Blood dripped from his nose and mouth. His exhaustion was clear.
“Fu-fu-fuck you,” he spat, lowering his head.
Nazai smirked and nodded at River who hit the button. A buzzing sounded and Victor’s body convulsed as electric currents went through his body from the attachments on his chest.
I brought my apple juice to my mouth, embracing the coolness invading my throat as my eyes settled on the guy. They had been working him over for the past twenty minutes but he was already roughed up before me and Nazai arrived.
“We can do this all day. Tell us who sent you after us,” Nazai demanded. The man kept quiet. This time Nazai nodded at Ezra who grinned as he walked toward the guy with Wilma in hand. He pulled back before sending the hammer into the man’s kneecaps. The sound of the impact filled my ears.
“Ah!” he bellowed. His body jerked and his legs attempted to buckle.
“Last chance.”
Ezra went to repeat the motion.
“Wa-wait,” he stammered. “Okay.” Sluggishly, he lifted his head and made eye contact with me. “She was the t-t-target.”
My blood ran cold and my eyes narrowed. I gripped the gun in my hand and lifted it, sending a shot, hitting him in the shoulder, causing him to yell out.
“What the fuck!” Ezra jumped back. “Your ass could’ve hit me!”
Ignoring him, I clenched my jaw and stalked toward him, ignoring the call of my husband, digging my glove-covered finger into the wound.
“Who sent you?” I gritted through clenched teeth.
The man screamed and attempted to move his body away. “Cashlynn!” Nazai called out, but again I ignored him. My ears were ringing and blood rushed through my body as my pulse raced. I dug my finger deeper.
“Rh-Rh-Rhodes!” he struggled out.
I snatched my finger from him just as my arm was yanked back.
“Don’t touch me!” I snatched out of his hold, seeing red. My body shook with fury. The grip on my gun tightened.
“You need to calm down!”
“You guys weren’t getting any damn were!”
“Why did they send you after Cashlynn?” This time it was Lucas talking.
