Chapter Twenty-Three

Raptor

WALKING INTO THE basement with everyone else, I can feel my body start to shake with the anticipation of taking this fucker out.

He put his hands on Genesis and let the men with him hurt her to the point she's still not fully cleared to do most things she was doing before their attack.

Not only has Genesis suffered at his hands, but Matie has as well.

Yeah, we've all been there to take care of him and make sure he had everything he needed.

It's not the same though.

Matie is used to Genesis taking care of him and the routine they have in place.

After the attack everything in his little life changed completely.

They were moved into the clubhouse.

Morgan was taking care of him when Devil and I were busy and Genesis was sleeping.

Then we moved into the house out behind the clubhouse.

Devil and I started taking care of him while Genesis focused on her recovery.

She's been around, but it's not the same.

For claiming to be his dad, Ricky sure as fuck doesn't think about his son when he's doing the shit he does on a daily basis.

Including trying to attack Genesis again.

The thing with being with women who are only out for themselves is that they have no problem throwing others under the bus without thought.

Devil and I walked in the room Liz is being held in at the clubhouse and she fucking spewed every part of Ricky's plan she knows about.

We did it quickly before Devil and Genesis went to work.

Yes, Genesis knew what was going on because we're not gonna just do something that will fuck with our woman and hurt her because we need information.

Being with Genesis is more important to us than that shit.

Liz thought she was about to get lucky and spilled her guts in a matter of seconds of us walking in the room.

King had us wired up so everything was caught and that's how we were able to get to Genesis so fast and make sure Ricky would be hurt if she couldn't stop him this time.

Dylan and I just found out Genesis carries a taser in her purse.

We told her to keep it on her body somewhere so it was easy to get to because while we knew Ricky was planning on showing up at Enchantment again, we had no clue when he was actually planning on making it happen.

So, our girl used her taser without hesitation or shame and took down the fuckers who hurt her.

We now get to fuck with him because he fucked with one of us.

Everyone will get their hits in, but Dylan and I get to take his life.

Ricky won't be walking out of this clubhouse alive and that's the only thing we're sure of at this point.

I'm honestly waiting to see what's going to happen when he starts running his mouth.

And I want to know about Melinda.

King has been searching for her and calling in all sorts of favors from his contacts online.

About three weeks ago, she dropped off the face of the planet and I have a feeling Ricky got his hands on her.

We're about to find out.

"This is the fucker after my daughter-in-law?"

Playboy asks stepping into the cell the three stupid fucks are currently sitting in.

"He's nothin' but a little bitch."

"I'm not a fucking bitch, you pussy.

I'm a man who fucking goes after what I want and it doesn't matter who has the information I need.

I'll fucking gut you all and then take your women and raise your kids as mine,"

Ricky says, not seeing Vault rush up to his side and let a punch fly without hesitation or pulling back the force he's using.

"Don't fuckin' ever talk about our women and kids.

You're a vile piece of fuckin' shit who won't be walkin' out of here alive.

None of you will be leavin' here still breathin'.

We fuckin' own you and you will confess to everythin' before too long.

See, the two back here have nothin' to lose by sharin' all of your secrets.

They're gonna die either fuckin' way.

You literally have nothin' to gain because Liz, the woman you're fuckin' because she's in the clubhouse, has already told us everythin' she knows and we have a recordin' of it.

We could let you rot in prison, become someone's bitch.

However, all of that is too good for the likes of you.

So, you're gonna answer the fuckin' questions.

Unlike you, there isn't a man in this room who doesn't already have blood on his hands and will not hesitate to fuckin' gut you.

You're the one who can't do his own dirty work,"

Vault says, his voice low and lethal in ways I've never heard from him before.

"I'm not gonna tell you shit.

You think Liz knows a damn thing about my plans and what I'm gonna do? She doesn't know shit,"

Ricky says, a smirk on his face as King pulls out his phone and presses a few buttons on it.

Liz's voice fills the cell as all movement ceases and Ricky's eyes widen in shock.

King has a recording on his phone and holds it up for everyone to watch who wasn't present that day.

"I know every move Ricky is about to make when it comes to that fat bitch you keep calling your woman.

She's not your woman. I am,"

Liz states, anger filling her eyes as she looks between Devil and myself.

"You think you know every move Ricky's gonna make.

I highly doubt he's gonna tell you a damn thing.

You're nothin' more than a skank who is spreadin' her legs for him.

He wants Melinda and once he has her back, you'll be tossed to the side and he'll forget all about you.

When you're not with him, Ricky doesn't even think about you.

He's consumed with findin' Melinda and his son,"

I tell Liz as the anger only builds up in her more, causing her face to turn purple and red.

"Oh yeah? Then why do I know that he's been hanging out in the shadows of Enchantment waiting for that skank to show her face again? The second she's there, he's gonna get his hands on her and beat her worse than the last time.

Well, he'll have the men with him because he doesn't wanna touch her.

He's never liked that bitch and I can't blame him.

She's an entitled little bitch who thinks she's better than everyone else.

It's not true and Ricky will make sure she knows how little she means to everyone.

"Those little visits you've been having at the club's businesses? Ricky has orchestrated and is paying people off to back up whatever story he gives the authorities to go in and try to shut down each business.

I don't know how the hell you're getting that stopped the way you are, but Ricky will figure it out one way or another.

This club is gonna lose everything in a systematic way only Ricky can pull off,"

Liz informs us, pure happiness filling her face now as she thinks she's won.

"Really? So, you're gettin' all of this information from Ricky and he loves you so much.

That's what you truly believe.

Then why the fuck are you in a locked room in our clubhouse with no one helpin' you get free? The one time the door was open for you, you were told to get one of us into bed.

Or that's what you did on your own.

I don't really give a fuck either way.

See, the way you're talkin', you love Ricky and will rule this city at his side.

Yet, you've been tryin' to get in our bed from the second you walked through the door of the clubhouse.

You're still tryin' to get in our bed or get us to fuck you wherever we are.

That's not what a woman who's in love would do,"

Devil says, his voice hard and cold because he really doesn't want to be in here with Liz.

"I would give up Ricky in a heartbeat if I knew you two would leave that fat bitch.

She can't ever be the woman either one of you need and will never satisfy your needs.

I don't know why you insist on pretending that you don't want me.

We all know you want me and are just biding your time until you can make me yours.

Well, I'm tired of the games and I want you both now.

Fuck me in this room and show me that you love me,"

Liz purrs, trying to step up closer to us as I go to throw up in my mouth from her words and actions.

"First of all, Genesis gives us everythin' we'll ever need.

She can satisfy us in ways you've never even thought of.

She'll be our ol' lady and wife.

Genesis will be the mother of our children and live the rest of her life with our arms wrapped around her as we spoil the fuck outta her.

Right here, you've proven you have no loyalty and will ditch the person you claim to love in a second for the two of us.

I mean, I can't blame you since we're better in every way.

But, we don't want you and never will.

"We'll never love you and there is someone on their way as we speak to deal with your ass.

We loathe you so much we're not allowin' any of our moms, cousins, sisters, friends, or ol' ladies get their hands tainted by all that is you.

I know you've heard of Summer and the girls she employs.

Well, we have one of them on their way here to take you out so we don't have to deal with your skank ass any longer.

I'd say you have about a half a day before she gets here to fuck your life up,"

I inform Liz as her face pales and her eyes bulge out of her head like one of those cartoons.

King presses the button on his phone again and the recording stops leaving the cell in silence once again until Ricky explodes.

"That's all fuckin' lies! Liz would never betray me like that.

I don't know how the fuck you got her to tell you that shit, but Liz loves me and would never do this shit,"

Ricky states, his voice showing the anger he's feeling as it becomes high pitched.

"It's not lies.

We didn't do a fuckin' thing to Liz.

She spilled that shit on her own because she thought we were there to make her our woman.

You heard it with your own fuckin' ears.

She'd push you aside in a heartbeat for us.

And she fuckin' did.

That's why the three of you are in this room right now and not free to do the shit you love to do to unsuspectin' women, men, and people you don't deem as worthy of you,"

I tell Ricky as Killer and Playboy step up behind the two men with him.

"I'm done playin' this game.

While you guys question Ricky, Killer and I are gonna have fun with these two,"

Playboy says, a large smile on his face as he looks over at us.

"You don't mind if we take out these two and leave Ricky for you, do ya?"

"I don't,"

I answer, shrugging my shoulders while Playboy's smile gets wider and more deranged.

"Neither do I.

Yeah, those two put their hands on Genesis and I want to fuckin' gut them for doin' so.

However, we all know the order came from this piece of shit right here.

So, you can take them out if that's what you wanna do,"

Dylan tells them as he stares Ricky down.

When Dylan gets into Enforcer mode, it's a little bit scary to watch him work.

Killer taught him almost everything he knows and it means my best friend and man goes to places I don't even want to think about.

Nothing else matters around him and his sole focus is on the person, or persons, in front of him that he'll eventually get to take out for whatever they've done to the club, an ol' lady, or a member.

Dylan has learned to separate everything into compartments and that's how he stays sane when he's not in Enforcer mode.

"Neither one of you are gonna touch me.

I know the information you want and if you kill me, I'll take it to my grave,"

Ricky taunts us, trying to act as if he has the upper hand.

Stepping forward, I grab a knife off the tray the rest of the tools we'll use today are laying on.

A loud scream pierces the air and Ricky's entire body coils with tension while he tries to keep his eyes forward.

In a matter of seconds he's shaking like a leaf and proving what a pussy he is when he pisses his pants, leaving a puddle on the floor at his feet.

"Fuckin' disgustin', man.

Why do they always gotta piss themselves?"

I ask, looking back at Dylan who's smirking while folding his arms over his chest and spreading his feet out just enough to appear intimidating as fuck.

"What did you do to Melinda, Ricky? We know she disappeared about three weeks ago and that's time for you to be away from Pine View.

It would make sense why no one's seen you around durin' that time period."

Ricky starts laughing his ass off.

He's laughing so hard, he's wheezing and trying to fold his body over in half.

I think he's lost his fucking mind as we all stare at him while he throws this fucking tantrum or whatever you want to call it.

"Melinda is dead.

I wrapped my fuckin' hands around her throat and watched the life drain out of her eyes as she struggled.

The tears streaming down her face is a sight I'll always remember.

Hearing that brat's name on her whispered, raspy voice fills me with a sense of pride because it's the only word she spoke while I was with her.

No one will ever find her body either.

We put her in fucking acid and watched it dissolve her body,"

Ricky says, breathless from his laughter as the rage coursing through me explodes.

I slash out with the knife.

A red haze fills my vision and I can't see what the fuck I'm doing as my arm slashes from one side to the next.

I don't know how long I go on slashing at Ricky's body, listening to him scream like a bitch while I slice and cut his body anywhere my arm reaches.

"Raptor, back the fuck down!"

Dylan roars in my ear, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me from Ricky.

Shaking my head, the red haze clears and I look at the damage I've done.

There's a large gash on Ricky's cheek that's deep as fuck.

Another one is across his forehead.

Looking lower, I find a shallow slash mark across his throat as blood slowly trickles from the wound.

His shirt has been shredded and I see all the cuts I've placed along his chest and shoulders.

They range in depth and length as Ricky starts crying and trying to curl his body in on himself as a way to protect him from the damage yet to be inflicted on him.

"Did Melinda scream and cry like you are right now?"

Dylan questions him as I step back against the wall next to King.

"Did she plead with you to spare her life? To let her see her son again? Tell me, Ricky.

What the fuck did Melinda do when you were takin' her life from her?"

"She didn't scream at all.

Other than struggling to get away from me, she didn't move or make a sound.

I hate when they don't fight back and have already given up.

I might not have to get my hands dirty too often, but when I do it's always on a woman and I love when they struggle.

Makes my cock hard watching as they realize their life is about to end,' Ricky answers as the red haze starts tinting the edge of my vision once again.

"You fuckin' piece of shit!"

I yell out, thinking of the woman Genesis cares for.

Regardless of what happened moving forward, I know Genesis was hoping Melinda would come back to Pine View.

She might have adoption papers for Matie, but she told Dylan and I that she wanted Melinda to be part of his life in some way.

She was never going to cut his birth mom out of his life.

Now, Ricky has taken that opportunity away because he's a vile excuse of a human and doesn't deserve to breathe the same air as our woman and son.

"Devil, if you don't do what you gotta do to this stupid fuck, I'm not gonna give you the chance to get your hands on him.

I will fuckin' gut him and watch him bleed out without hesitation.

He continues to hurt our woman and son.

Fuckin' end him,"

I growl out as Ricky's eyes widen and his face goes even paler than it was a few minutes ago.

"Oh, I'm gonna get my hands on this sick fuck.

You think you can fuck with our woman and son, go after our businesses, and get the help of a skank like Liz without consequences.

We're here to show you that every action has a consequence and I will be the one to fuckin' end you.

So, let's see how you like feelin' someone's hand wrapped around your throat as you fight to suck in air and take the smallest breath while strugglin' and knowin' that the end is near,"

Devil responds, removing his cut and handing it off to me before taking off his tee-shirt and tossing it back for me to catch.

Devil steps up to Ricky and wraps his big hand around his throat.

He flexes his fingers and proceeds to tighten his grip as Ricky starts to thrash against the restraints holding him in the chair.

When it looks as if he's about to pass out, Devil releases him letting Ricky suck in the oxygen he was lacking for the last few minutes.

We all watch on as drool spills from his mouth to cover what's left of his shirt and pants.

Tears roll down his face and he tries to get free from where the Prospects placed him as soon as we got him here.

Picking up the pliers, Devil gets to work removing every single nail and tooth from Ricky.

He's a bloody mess and begging for his freedom while searching for anyone to help him.

None of us step up as Devil works.

Playboy and Killer are still working on the other two fuckers who are giving up locations, others working for or with Ricky, and everything else they can think of to spare their lives.

King is getting every single bit of information they spew before Killer and Playboy finally end their lives and leave them where they sit.

I should've known Playboy wouldn't fuck around when it comes to someone who hurt Genesis or Matie.

I've just never seen him as vicious as he was right now.

Killer is like this all the time and I wouldn't expect anything less.

Both men step back and lean against the wall as Devil tells everyone they better get their hits in on Ricky if they plan to because he's about to end his life so we can get back to our family upstairs where we all belong.