28. ~Brianna~

28

~Brianna~

Madness.

Utter fucking madness.

The sick bastard had gotten worse over time.

I hadn't thought that possible.

Yet, he'd just demonstrated proof of it.

"Hell" I choked, as I pushed up on my hands from my sprawled position on the stairwell landing.

"Hell? Your wish is my command, pretty princess."

I jolted at the sound of that maniac's voice and as I managed to stagger to my feet, I caught sight of him climbing through the wreckage of the stairwell door.

That paled in comparison to the sight of Levi on his stomach halfway down the stairs passed out. He was bloodied and covered in debris.

I remembered then, him throwing his body over mine to cover me from the blast.

"Levi!" I cried, scrambling toward him.

A gun cocked, stilling me.

Lynch stood there smirking. "Let him sleep. It will buy us some time alone together." He licked his lips in an utterly disgusting way. "It's been too long since I've had your pretty princess pussy, wouldn't you agree?"

Urgh. A fully body shudder took me. "You're demented. Don't take another step."

" I'm not going to, you are."

I snatched up a sharp piece of rubble and readied it. "Take your chances then."

He laughed, a nasty unhinged laugh. And then he took aim at Levi's unconscious form.

"No!" I screamed.

That laugh sounded again and he pulled his aim away. "I'll shoot your boyfriend to death unless you be my good little bitch like before."

"What?" I croaked.

"You're gonna turn around and press your hands to the wall. Then you'll pull your pants down to your ass and arch your back. You'll maintain that position no matter what." His eyes rolled back in his head. "No matter how I use you."

"You're beyond sick."

"And you've got serious delusions of grandeur thinking coming at me would play out any other way than this, thinking you could overpower and win against me. I ruined you, you see. You're still that girl held captive by me, the girl I turned into my bitch whore. And you always will be. You're fucking well damaged. So, how about you just accept that and lean into it? Spare your boyfriend in the process. Drop the piece of concrete, turn around and obey, pretty princess."

I swallowed hard, my fingers tightening around the piece of sharp debris in my hand.

He took aim at Levi again. "Now!" he bellowed. "The least you can do is open to me after the shit storm you've caused tonight! Now do it, become my whore again!"

He took a step toward me, but pulled up short at the sound of rushed footsteps coming from down the stairwell below. He swung around with his gun just as two of his Osiris members appeared.

"Perfect timing," he said, turning his aim back to me, then gesturing with his free hand at Levi. "There's still a path through the wreckage up there. Take him in there and haul him over the balcony. Make sure you get a nice video of it so we can send it along to Roman. It'll break that fucker and the whole Knight dynasty will die tonight. Then we'll swoop in while it's ripe for the taking."

"No!" I screamed, as the guys hauled Levi up between them and started dragging him away.

I lost control and bolted forward, only to be pistol-whipped by Lynch.

My head swimming, I fell back against the wall, and he fisted his hand in my hair, shoving his gun against my throat, as he used the painful hold to drag me through the wreckage and back into the penthouse.

I struggled and every time I did, he pushed the muzzle harder into my flesh.

"If you're a good girl once we get to the couch, I'll taste you first before I bounce you on my dick."

"Call your men off! Call them off now!"

"Huh, not being a good girl." He ripped me around by my hair and then I was tossed onto the couch right near the balcony where the guys were opening the doors and struggling to haul Levi's deadweight out there. No! God, no!

I tried to bolt off the couch to go to Levi, but Lynch pounced on me and shoved his gun to my forehead.

"Pull down your pants. Now."

The fear rolling through me slammed up against my absolute terror for Levi.

"Stop them and I will."

He grunted and called out, "Five minutes! Leave him!"

I strained to see them putting Levi down on the patio, then the two of them coming back into the room.

"That comes at a price. They're gonna watch as I tear you apart." He hissed at my ear. "Change of plans. Gonna break your ass open this time. Can't fucking wait."

Don't freeze up. Don't freeze up.

I could feel an episode coming on, trying to claw its way to the surface.

I was beyond triggered right now.

But if it overtook me I'd be done for, Levi would be done for, and it would all be over.

I was jolted back when I felt him shifting behind me and I heard the sound of his belt opening.

In the process, his grip inadvertently loosened on his gun.

That was all that I needed.

I slammed my head back, smashing it into his fucking face.

He roared and flailed and I took the opportunity to dislodge the gun from his grip.

In the struggle, though, it went spinning across the floor.

He went to dive for it, but I roundhoused him into his guys.

"Stop her! Don't just fucking stand there!" he yelled.

I saw one of them brush his gun in his holster.

And then a shot rang out and drove through his skull, killing him instantly.

I spun to see Mason standing there beside Colt.

"Oh my God," I breathed with major relief.

That escalated even further when I saw Levi moving out on the patio, coming to.

He lifted his head, frowning and looking around, trying to get his bearings.

I saw the moment he realized what was happening because his eyes went utterly black.

He zeroed in on Lynch with his belt undone.

And then all hell broke loose.

Levi barreled through the open patio doors and tackled him to the ground.

Mason broke from Colt and launched himself at the remaining Osiris member. "Thought you'd gotten away from us. Your fatal mistake," he said, as he delivered rapid-fire blows of his cement block punches.

"Shit, are you okay, Bree?" Colt said, suddenly beside me and looking me over, rubbing my arm in comfort.

"Fine. I'll be fine," I said, distracted by the sight of Levi in an animalistic fury as he unleashed all over that sick bastard.

He reached across the floor for a moment and snatched up Lynch's gun from earlier.

And then he shoved it into the asshole's mouth.

I turned Colt's head away and held him to my chest.

But I couldn't do the same for myself.

I just couldn't look away.

I needed to see this.

As sick as it was, it was the closure long denied.

His demise had to be by our hands.

Levi must've sensed it from me, because he looked out at me.

I gave a nod.

And then he turned back to a violently bucking and freaking out Lynch, and pulled the trigger.

Blood and brain matter exploded everywhere as the demon died right before our eyes.

Gone.

Defeated.

Fucking over.

A choked sound left me.

After all this time, I couldn't believe it.

It was done.

Emotion took me over so quickly that I couldn't get a handle on it.

Tears were streaming down my face in the next moment and I was sobbing hard.

Colt tightened his hold around me, uttering words of comfort.

And then Levi and Mason were also there quickly wrapping themselves around me.

In that moment, I'd never felt so safe and loved.

I've never felt such peace.