Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139789 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 699(@200wpm)___ 559(@250wpm)___ 466(@300wpm)
I opened my eyes and could only see Marco's back with his arm raised.
He was pointing a gun at someone.
"It's too late for that."
Marco shook his head. "It's not, she is still alive. See."
Marco stepped to the left and gave my uncle a clear view of me.
My vision was a little blurry but I could see how pissed my uncle was.
He wasn't nice when he was pissed.
"What. Did. You. Do. To. Her?" my uncle growled.
"I didn't do anything, that was my men-"
"What men? You mean the two pricks who high tailed it up the entrance stairway less than a minute ago?"
Marco glanced around.
"Toby? Thomas?"
Toby and Thomas didn't reply to Marco's calls.
Things were silent for a moment then a loud bang sounded.
I jumped with fright.
"Toby or Thomas, one of them won't be answerin' to anyone," my Uncle Brandon said to Marco.
Marco turned his attention and gun back to my uncle.
"Take her and leave, my problem is with the brothers."
"No, your problem is with me. You see, me niece's lad is one of those Slater brothers, and I'm not tellin' her she can't have him again. I got an ear full the first time so I'm savin' meself a headache and leavin' them be. He is her's and she is mine, and we already know nothin' happens to what is mine."
I think that was my uncle's weird way of giving us his blessing.
I smiled and so did Alec's brothers.
"I don't think you understand the concept of having a gun pointed at your head, Brandon."
"And I don't think you understand the concept of have ten pointed at yours, Marco."
I heard multiple clicks then.
I moved my head to see past my uncle and I caught sight of his men.
I counted six, but my uncle said ten guns so I knew the other four were around the room somewhere.
I tried to lean back against the booth, but I slumped forward. I would have hit the table except Alec grabbed my shoulder stopping it from happening.
"Slater, is she okay?"
"I think she has as concussion."
"Keep her awake," my uncle ordered.
I closed my eyes.
"Hey, you heard your uncle, stay awake."
I grumbled. "I'm tired... and me head hurts."
"I know, but we will be going home soon and then you can sleep."
Home.
I whimpered. "Aideen... Storm."
"They are okay. Aideen is awake and Storm is okay, it was a through and through flesh wound. Aideen and Branna are with him at the animal hospital now."
I began crying as relief flooded my body.
Aideen was okay and so was Storm. He was really going to be okay.
Thank God!
"You shot my niece's dog?"
"You sick bastard," Bronagh suddenly said and it made my uncle laugh.
"The girl said it."
"I didn't shoot it, but it attacked my men," Marco said in a defensive tone.
I growled, "He was protectin' me you sick twisted fuck."
"I heard for the past year that you we goin’ insane. I wondered if it was the reason why you lost so many business partners and then I heard about your obsession with this family. I didn't fully believe it until now, I mean, shooting a dog? You really are fuckin' crazy."
Marco laughed like a madman. "They ruined me, everything fell apart when they jumped out."
"Your empire was never that strong to begin with if a group of brothers ran the show for you."
"You don't know what you're talking about."
My uncle laughed. "No, I actually do. You've lost everythin'. I did a background check on your finances and they are non-existent. You came to the Bahamas to sell this dump to me for fuck's sake, you even accepted half the price it's worth."
My uncle owned Darkness now?
"You thought Dante might earn you a quick buck too, where is he by the way?"
Everything went quiet.
Very quite.
"You know where he is?"
"I do, he came to me looking for an out so I gave him one."
What did that mean?
"I want him back."
"I'm afraid that can't be arranged. I take employee confidentially very serious."
Oh God.
"You son of a bitch, you pinched him?"
My uncle shrugged. "My niece's interest in Alec got me thinkin' on that branch of business. I thought I'd try my hand in it, hence Dante now being on me payroll"
I gasped.
"Uncle!"
My uncle laughed at me and so did his men.
"Sorry baby girl, it's only business."
I mentally rolled my eyes.
Gangsters.
I heard commotion behind me then shouting, it got everyone's attention.
"Get your fucking hands off me."
The man's voice wasn't Toby's so I guessed him to be Marco's other thug.
Thomas.
I heard Bronagh laugh as she spoke to Thomas and said, "It's not nice bein' pushed around by someone bigger than you, is it?"
Oh, he must have been the one to strike her.
"Fuck you!" Thomas snarled at her then hollered in pain.
I turned back to my uncle who stepped forward and snatched Marco's gun from his hand while he was distracted by Thomas. Marco didn't react though, he just sighed.
"Go ahead, shoot me! I have nothing left."
My uncle smiled.
"That would be too clean, Marco. You kidnapped me niece, that won't go unpunished."
Whoa, uncle Brandon looked feral.
My uncle looked behind him. "Turn the lights on for the back of the club."
I heard footsteps then after a moment the darkened area of the club lit up.
"Lads, help Thomas here up onto the platform."
Oh, Jesus Christ.
"Slater family, the fine man headin' to the platform gave that beautiful darlin' on the floor that pretty nasty mark on her face. Who wants to tell him it's not nice to hit women?" my uncle asked, grinning.
Nico Slater instantly walked forward, he paused by Bronagh and glanced down at her. She looked up at him, her hair fell out of her face showing just how swollen and red her cheek really was.
Fuck, Thomas hit her hard.
"I'll be back in two minutes, pretty girl," Nico said to Bronagh then looked towards the platform, set his jaw and walked forward.
Bronagh groaned, "Here we go again."
I watched as Nico reached his hands up to the platform and pulled his body up in one swift movement.
I swallowed when Nico rid him of his shirt and kicked his runners off. He stood facing a mean looking Thomas in just a pair of dark blue jeans.