Chapter 41

CHAPTER 41

SIN

I think I've lost her. She's trapped somewhere else, probably back in the attack. I squeeze her hand. "Baby girl."

There's no response as a shirtless Bones stares at me, not really with concern more like interest.

"Kierra."

The most gut wrenching sound I've ever heard comes from her lips, her eyes wide with panic, "Daddy, help."

I don't know what to do to get her to snap out of this, so I lean down and kiss her. She takes a second to respond, but when she does, she slides a hand up my chest and grabs a hold of my shirt and kisses me back.

"We're leaving," I tell her and she shakes her head. "No. I need this. I'm okay, I promise. Just seeing them brought it all back."

Her eyes glance to Bones, then drop to the floor like the good fucking girl she is.

"Hey asshole, wanna put your fucking shirt on?"

He chuckles obnoxiously, "Come on, Daddy. Your girl wants some eye candy."

I consider punching him in his smug face, and it wouldn't be the first time. Instead, I pinch the bridge of my nose and let it go. We don't have time for this extra shit. This needs to be dealt with. Luckily, he grabs his shirt and puts it back on. "You're right. We wouldn't want her fantasizing about me while she's with you."

I glare at him. "Are you done now?"

He chuckles, "Yeah, I'm done, buddy. Meet Alfonso and Alberto. They are brothers. Blood brothers, not just gang brothers. Big fan of daggers. Alfonso here tried to stab me. Also not the brightest. Hobbies include barroom brawls, and raping women. Although, I'm assured they did no such thing to your girl. Alberto admitted that was only because they were concerned you'd be back before they could finish."

I see fucking red. These assholes thought about raping my woman? On top of trying to kill her? The two men in front of me are already bloody and broken, but it's not enough. It never will be. Releasing Kierra's hand, I charge at them. I don't have a fucking clue which is which, but I jump on top of Mr. No Eyebrows and punch him in the face. I hear Kierra's ‘oh my god,' in the background, but I can't stop. The rage is boiling inside me as I hit the asshole repeatedly. His head snaps from side to side as he whimpers like the fucking whiny bitch he is. Once I've pounded him good, I move to his brother and do the same. He gags as blood pours from his mouth and Bones starts chuckling, "You literally knocked his teeth down his throat. You hear people say it, but you did it."

Neither of these men has any ability to fight back. Both have arm bones piercing through their skin. Mr. No Eyebrows has his foot facing the wrong way. Bones did what he does best with these two. The cries of pain have not let up one bit, but I think the pure fury running through me drowned them out for a bit because now they are fucking annoying me.

I glance back at Kierra and see her watching me with an intense expression. When she catches my gaze on her, she smiles softly, "Thank you, Daddy."

For a moment, my gorgeous woman calms me and I nearly get up because the urge to take her in my arms and kiss the fuck out of her is strong. Like throwing gasoline on a fire, the anger reignites as my mind flashes to seeing her dying on the floor, a dagger in her chest. I came so fucking close to losing her. I'll kiss her later. After I finish this for her.

I turn back to the crying piece of shit and growl, "You tried to take what's mine. Nobody fucking touches her."

Pulling my fist back, I crash into his face. A crunch of his nose joins the soundtrack of his blood-curdling screams. His wide eyes stare at me with the same fear I know Kierra felt. It's the reason I can't stop.

Bones stares down at me with a grin on his face as he glances at the brother, "Fucking beautiful, isn't it?"

He chuckles when the other guy cries and Bones shakes his head, "Patience please. Your turn is coming."

I pummel his face repeatedly. The crying stopped, but I can't seem to. Off in the distance I hear Bones saying he's dead, still I can't stop.

"Daddy, stop. You're going to hurt yourself."

Her voice sounds far away in the distance, calling to me, but still I keep pounding on the deceased man's destroyed face. Flashes of Kierra lying on the floor, in the hospital bed, the doctor telling me to bring her family to say goodbye, all the memories come flooding back and I keep hitting him.

"Goddamn it, Sinclair, enough," the sweetest little southern drawl cuts through it all. Did she just call me Sinclair? I get up and walk over to her, blood splattered all over me. Narrowing my gaze, I say, "What did you call me?"

She stands in front of me, hands on her hips, with a scowl on her pretty little face, "Sinclair. You were hurting yourself. He's dead. You can't cause him any more pain."

I place my bloody hand on her cheek. "Mine."

Reaching up, she strokes the stubble on my cheek, "Yours, Daddy. Always yours."

Her words are my fucking undoing. I grip the back of her hair and pull her closer and slam my lips to hers. Kierra's little whimpers have me ready to yank her jeans down and fuck her when I reminded we aren't alone.

"If you're going to perform a live sex show here, be prepared for me to watch and jack off."

Fucking Bones.

I turn away from her and glare at him. "Don't even think about it."

He chuckles. "Get your girl home. I've got this."

I swing my arm around her shoulders and walk her to the stairs. As we're getting ready to walk up, Bones says, "Hey Sin."

I glance over my shoulder at him as he arches a brow at me. "I want that casino. You owe me after all this shit."

As we walk up the stairs, I throw back at him, "Yeah, you got it. I'll get you the casino. For the record, I would've done it, anyway."

He chuckles loudly, "And I would've done this, anyway."

I already knew that and he already knew I'd get him the casino. That's the nature of our relationship. We might give each other shit from time to time, but we always have each other's back. The same can be said for Zade, but he's not so likely to break bones. It works though because someone always has my back, one for the legal and one for the not so legal side. And there's nothing I wouldn't do for either of them. Now that I have Kierra and she's safe, I feel like I have everything, but I won't lie. My fucking hand really hurts.