Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“Oh, lookie what we have here. What a nice piece of ass you are.” One of them licks his lips as he checks her out. The second steps inside, while the third stands outside the door, obviously in an attempt to keep guard.
And that’s when I see the knife in his hand.
“We’ve been watching you. So young, so pretty.” I doubt she’s as young as they think. One of them turns to face me. “You should leave. It’s our turn with her.” I glance at Kalilah and see worry etched on her face, but she makes no move to ask me for help. Instead, she steps back.
“You must have the wrong room,” I inform them.
Kalilah remains frozen where she is as they all step farther into the room.
The last one shuts the door behind him.
Big mistake.
“We don’t make mistakes,” the mouthy one spouts as he steps closer to me with his knife in hand.
I smirk at him. “What do you plan to do with that?” I ask, as my eyes glance toward the knife in his hand.
“Well, since you didn’t take the advice and leave, it seems I’m gonna have to make you watch as I fuck that little piece of ass over there.” He waves the knife at Kalilah, who gasps in shock and her eyes go wide before she attempts with shaky legs to step backward. One of the men steps closer to her, and she backs up. He reaches for her, and she kicks him in the dick. Hard. Ouch. I know that feeling well.
“Fucking bitch. Get her.” The last one steps around his fallen friend, who is protecting his junk, as he makes his way to her. Kalilah kicks out again but misses as he sidesteps her and manages to grab hold. She fights him, and I watch her nails dig into his arm as her other hand tries to punch him in the face. The dress she was holding falls to the floor as she tries to get away from him. Her struggle is useless though. I see a glint of something at my side and step away, but the knife he was holding nicks my arm, slicing through my suit to cut my skin.
Fuck!
What a cock.
I turn to face him. He lunges for me again, and this time I manage to catch his wrist and flip him around. I bring the knife he’s holding to his throat. He tries to let it go, but I manage to catch it and press it back against his skin. He screams and cusses at me, but I don’t budge, and neither does he because he knows if he moves, the knife will cut him.
“Boys.” The one that was fighting with Kalilah now has her in his arms.
She swears and keeps on trying to fight him off.
I like her.
Strong will, that one.
“Let him go,” he says, gripping her to him.
“I just finished a job, dropped her into the lake, then my brothers go home. And I end up here, with you fools trying to what? Rape and murder her?” I ask them.
“Fuck off and leave. We just want the girl,” the one in my arms says. The other one, who was on the floor, manages to stand. He locks eyes with me, and I tsk at him.
“Move any closer, and I’ll cut his throat, then I will cut your balls off for good measure for not listening,” I tell him.
“They will kill you…and her.”
“I don’t think I introduced myself to you all,” I state, looking around the room. The guy holding Kalilah pauses but doesn’t let her go as she kicks at him and looks to me.
“We couldn’t care less who you are,” the one I’m holding says.
“You should,” I say, leaning into his ear. “I’m Kyson.” I smile, and he sees me from the corner of his eye. “Kyson Hunter.”
I see when it registers with him. His mouth drops and his hands go straight into the air. Before he can speak another word, I kiss the top of his head, then smile before I slice his throat and step back so as not to get myself dirty.
“We’re sorry.” The one who was kicked in the balls wastes no time running, but I catch him before he can even get to the door. I slide the knife straight into his abdomen, and he drops to the floor. He goes to scream, but I pull the knife out and stab him right in his mouth.
I hear what appears to be vomiting, and when I turn around, I see Kalilah spewing all over the guy holding her with her eyes wide. He doesn’t seem to care that his buddies are dead. He is more concerned with me walking toward him.
“Please, please,” he begs. Pushing Kalilah toward me, I catch her and set her to the side. Just as he goes to pass me, I hold out my hand, and the knife pierces his cock. He screams and drops to the floor.