Chapter 67

The next morning, Devin woke her by pulling her head down to his cock by her hair. She sucked him off, swallowed, and then he left to get ready for work. She fell back to sleep, but he woke her before he left. “You’re not to go anywhere or talk to anyone. Kaveh will be here sometime this afternoon. Please him well.”

“Yes, Master.” He turned and left the room. She put her head back onto the pillow and fell asleep.

She woke early afternoon and went downstairs to find something to eat. Julie, the housekeeper, made her a sandwich and a salad, and Anna ate alone at the kitchen table. When she was done, she went upstairs to take a shower and then lay back down in Devin’s bed to await Kaveh.

When he arrived, he immediately got on the bed and went after her, but wouldn’t let her escape. She fought him as best as she could, and he just laughed at her, like he was having a good time. She didn’t have the strength to fight for long, and it angered him. He turned her over and pressed an enormous cock inside her sore pussy. She screamed in pain and tried to get away as he stretched her wide and delved slowly into her body.

“You’re going to feel me in your throat, Daughter,” he growled and pressed in until she cried out in shock as he hit something. “What—?” He pulled out and thrust in and was stopped painfully at the same point. He repeated the motion, each time causing incredible pain to Anna.

He grabbed her shoulder and turned her over, eyes flashing golden fire. “You may not refuse me entry.”

“I’m not,” she whimpered.

He spread her legs and pushed his cock in to where it hurt. Anna tried to wiggle away, but he held her still. “Stop.”

He put his hand on her stomach and then glared at her. “You are with child. Your body is protecting him.”

“It’s a him?” A faint smile played at her lips.

“You knew?” he snapped.

Anna’s jaw trembled and she stared up into his angry golden eyes, then slowly nodded.

A sickening grin spread over his face. “Devin will not be pleased. You will be punished.” He waved his hand in the air and a golden chain appeared. He wrapped it around her wrist and then around the bedpost. “You cannot run away.” He stood and disappeared.

Anna reached for the covers and huddled beneath them, awaiting her fate. What would Devin say? He would be angry, of course, but he couldn’t do anything about it. It was done, and the baby was obviously well protected. She closed her eyes. “Wilhelm...”

Wilhelm grumbled at the sound of his phone ringing in the middle of the night. He looked at the clock. Who the hell would be calling at two o’clock in the morning? He brought his phone to his face and squinted at the picture on the screen. Anna! A video call?

Ilsa stirred as he pushed the button. “Anna? Is everything okay?”

He saw her pale face and then the picture blurred and Devin appeared. “Hello, Wilhelm,” he said with a wicked smile.

Ilsa sat up next to him and he frowned into the phone. “Why are you calling me from her phone?”

“Because I wanted to make sure you were awake for an important event.” The picture jiggled again and Wilhelm could see Anna restrained on a large bed. Her wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts and her eyes were closed.

Devin appeared again, but further away. Someone else was holding the phone. “You thought you could get her pregnant to what? Have an heir? Prevent me from getting her pregnant?”

“The baby is well protected. Let things be.”

“Oh, no. I can’t do that. I need her baby. But in order to do that, I need to get rid of yours.”

A sickening feeling spread through Wilhelm’s stomach as Devin walked to the bed. “Anna, say hello to Wilhelm.”

Anna’s eyes opened and he could see the terror in them. “Wilhelm,” she whispered, tugging at her bonds.

“Ian, move so he can see everything.”

The picture moved so he could see Anna’s pussy. It was red and swollen. What had been going on?

“You are so na?ve, Wilhelm. You think a pregnancy would really stop me from doing what I need to do?”

“No, Devin, don’t!” Wilhelm shouted as Devin’s hand moved toward Anna.

Devin grinned back at him and began working his hand into Anna’s body. She writhed and groaned as his fingers disappeared. Wilhelm watched and listened in horror at Anna’s whimpers as his hand disappeared into her body.

Wilhelm felt so helpless, watching from thousands of miles away. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Devin was going to take her baby with his bare hands. He knew he’d done it at the Gatherings from Aaron’s reports, but to see it firsthand... it was revolting.

Anna sobbed and begged Devin to stop, and Wilhelm’s eyes filled with tears. He wanted to turn it off, to hang up the phone. But he couldn’t. He could only sit and watch this disgusting creature take his child from Anna’s womb.

Suddenly Devin frowned. He pushed forward, and Anna screamed in pain. His lips pressed together. “I can’t get in.”

Wilhelm saw his forearm muscles flexing, and Anna jerked away from him.

“Fuck.” He removed his hand and frowned.

Relief spread through Wilhelm’s body. Anna’s body was protecting the baby. He was about to say something when Devin spoke again.

“Get the dagger.”

Both Anna’s and Wilhelm’s eyes widened. Ilsa gasped next to him.

“Ilsa,” he said very quietly in German. “Don’t. You shouldn’t watch.”

She crawled behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning her head against his back. He knew by her movements that she was trying not to cry.

Anna was moaning in pain and Devin sat between her legs and looked at him. “Wilhelm. You should know better than to cross me. Especially in my own territory. Now Anna will suffer because of you.”

“Her body is protecting itself. Let the baby be, Devin.” He spoke in a commanding tone.

Devin laughed. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? That’s what you were counting on?” He laughed again. “No, Wilhelm. I need that womb in a few weeks, and your DNA is in my way. It must be removed.”

“You said yourself, you can’t get in. You’ll kill her if you use the dagger.”

“That’s why I have an Immortal with me. If she dies, he’ll bring her back. Or just prevent her from dying in the first place. That’s better. Less energy wasted.” His cavalier attitude about life and death sickened Wilhelm.

His poor Anna. She was already in so much pain. He could hear her still moaning. God, had arrogance really been his motivation in getting her pregnant? His own pride over her well-being?

“Please don’t,” Wilhelm said softly. “Please, Devin, have mercy on her. For once.”

“Mercy is for weak men, Wilhelm. And I am not weak.”

“It takes a strong man to offer mercy.”

Devin laughed. “You keep telling yourself that.”

A man walked into the room and handed Devin something. He held it up for Wilhelm to see. It was a Brotherhood ceremonial dagger, with a long, thin blade and jeweled handle.

“Say goodbye to your son,” Devin said and kneeled between Anna’s spread legs. He flicked her clit as he inserted the thin blade between her swollen folds. She jumped and jerked with every flick, and she cried out in pain as her body moved around the blade.

Ilsa whimpered behind Wilhelm’s back.

Suddenly Anna let out an ear-piercing scream and her body stiffened. “No!”

The blade was almost all the way in and Devin gave it a final thrust, making Anna scream again. He thrust in and out several times and blood trickled out of her body. Anna kept screaming and moving, making the blade slice into her even more than it already was. Devin pulled it out, and the trickle became a stream.

Wilhelm swallowed back vomit as he watched Devin, once again, push his hand inside Anna’s body and she screamed even louder. Her screams pushed the limits of the phone’s speaker and echoed in his dark bedroom. He wanted to turn the volume down, but couldn’t bring himself to. It would be denying Anna’s suffering. He couldn’t imagine the pain she was in. Her screams and struggle became stronger and her body stiffened and Devin grinned. He pulled his arm out, holding a bloody mass.

“God, no . . .”

“Here is your son, Wilhelm.” Devin held up his bloody hand to the phone. Anna sobbed in the background, blood streaming out of her body. She strained against the cuffs, though with less energy than before.

Wilhelm couldn’t hold himself back any longer. The phone slipped from his hand and he fell to the floor on his hands and knees, vomiting multiple times. He could hear Ilsa sniffling and Devin laughing while Anna sobbed. He had failed Anna. God, the poor girl.

“Turn off the phone, Ilsa,” he pleaded in a soft voice. “Please.” He stared at the black floor, surrounded by the sour smell of the contents of his stomach. There was movement on the bed and the room became silent. The blue glow of the phone faded, and then the room went dark.

“Wilhelm...” Ilsa said softly. She turned on the bedside light and kneeled beside him. “Oh, Wilhelm.” She stroked his head for a few moments and then stood and went into the bathroom.

He heard the water running and she returned a few minutes later to run a cool cloth over his forehead and face. He sat up and leaned back against the bed, his heart shredded. Ilsa spoke softly on the phone, telling Lukas that Wilhelm had been ill.

Wilhelm couldn’t push the horrible images from his mind. Anna. His precious baby. He had even been thinking of names that morning. Tears ran down his cheeks and onto his chest.

Ilsa left again and returned with his robe. “Come, let’s sleep in another room.” He stood absently and let her help him into his robe. She took his hand and led him out of the bedroom into a nearby guest room.

He sat down hard on the bed and stared at the floor, his mind unable to fully accept what he had just seen. He rarely used the word evil, but that was the only word he could come up with to describe what he had just seen. Devin was evil. To reach into a woman’s body and abort a baby with his own hands? Only an evil man could do such a thing.

“Poor Anna,” he whispered. “My poor, poor Anna.” He looked bleary-eyed at his wife.

Ilsa sat next to him and held him tightly. “He really... did that to her?”

“Yes. He’s a monster and must be stopped.”

“But how? Alex is?—?”

“I know, Mausi. But there is always a way. We just have to find it.” He would avenge his son’s death. It would be Wilhelm’s pleasure to kill Devin with his bare hands, but he doubted he could overpower the wicked Chairman. Maybe he needed to call in the Assassins.