Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 81292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81292 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
With cameras everywhere, they couldn’t hope to take them all out without being seen first.
Staring at the screen, he watched the multitude of live feeds. Raoul pressed some keys, wiping out several of the cameras and bringing into focus the main dance floor, the bar, as well as the bathrooms.
He then forwarded it, and Damon watched as his staff started to attack the people.
The bartender had a gun stashed under the bar, and he began shooting at the bar. The attendant in the bathroom took out three people using the room.
“Where are these men?” Damon asked.
“Chained up and ready,” Raoul said.
“I will deal with them.”
“This is Russo,” Raoul said.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Milah tense. He noticed anyone who used her last name always created that kind of reaction.
“I know.”
“How?” Milah asked. “How do you know?” She glared at him. “You have plenty of enemies. It could have been anyone.”
James went to grab her.
“If you lay one finger on her, I swear I will break your entire fucking hand, and your legs for good measure,” Damon said. He got to his feet, rounded his desk, and approached her.
She went to take a step back from him, but he watched as she squared her shoulders and faced him directly on.
He liked that.
He hadn’t been able to finish what he’d started in the bedroom, but there was going to be plenty of time to explore her body. Patience was a great virtue, and he intended to enjoy every second of her.
“You don’t need to threaten him.”
“Do you think it’s a good idea to question me?” he asked.
She glared at him. “You don’t know this was my … father.”
“Do you think your father is a good man?”
“Hell, no, but you cannot assume everything is his fault.”
Damon chuckled. “He begged for his life. He told me I could have anything I wanted. I told him the price for him to walk away was you. Do you think he hesitated?”
“I don’t care,” Milah said.
“Innocent people died tonight, Milah. I will get to the bottom of this.”
“If my father is not responsible, you need to let me go.”
Damon threw his head back and laughed.
“You can laugh all you want, I don’t care. You and I, we’re toxic together, and nothing good could come of this. Let me go, and you can have war with my father.”
“Milah, I’m going to have war regardless of if you’re with me or not. I don’t make deals like this. You’re mine. Deal with it.” He took her hand and led her out of the nightclub. No one dared to stop him. Not even Raoul. He’d never taken a woman along with him to question men responsible for killing people who frequented his club.
His men hadn’t been injured, but the news of the attack would spread, and it would be bad for business. The people who knew what he was associated with as well, like his brothels and casinos, would also suffer. Even some of his restaurants. There would be ripples.
There was no one else other than Russo responsible.
Behind the scenes, Damon had been taking control of all of Russo’s assets. Stripping him down piece by piece until he had absolutely nothing left. He had Russo’s daughter, which stopped him from being able to sell her or merge with anyone else.
This was retaliation.
“Where are we going?” Milah asked.
He climbed into the back of a car, keeping Milah beside him. Then he waited as Raoul and James climbed in the front and drove them across town to where Raoul had set up a special house that was safe enough to deal with traitors.
With Russo as their enemy, using warehouses had been out of the question. Especially as during one of their more vicious spells, Russo had torched several of their warehouses with people inside.
He had to be careful.
“Answer me.”
Damon stayed silent. She tried to wriggle out of his grip, but there was no use. He was the one in control, not her. She had to give up.
She released a heavy sigh, not at all happy with conceding. Soon, she would learn that she’d have no choice but to give in if she wanted to survive in his world.
They didn’t like traitors or anyone associated with them.
They arrived at the safehouse without any problems. He had no doubt Russo watched his every move. He wouldn’t put it past the bastard to attack even with her by his side.
The man didn’t love his daughter. He only cared about himself. Even the men who swore loyalty to him were nothing but fodder.
When it came to Russo, he knew nothing but rage.
Once they were securely in the building, Damon helped Milah out of the car and walked her out of the main garage. She came to a stop when she saw the three men responsible hung from chains that were attached to the ceiling. Two were around their wrists, and another wrapped around their neck.