OWN HER: A Dark Mafia Romance(110)

“It’s time I shut you all up for good, gather up my earnings, and enjoy life in another locale—one that doesn’t share extradition with our great nation. So, you see, you all being here today is like Kismet; I’d be stupid not to take advantage of this wonderful convenience. Say bye-bye to your sweetheart. It’s time for lights out.” With that, Ronn straightened himself, put both hands on his little handgun, and suddenly aimed it again at Dom’s head, his hands tightening around the gun.



I shrieked. Dom roared and dropped his arms from me and the other girl; we weren’t really prepared for it, so both of us fell down and away from him pretty darn quick.



The next thing I knew, the gun went off. It looked like Dom was linebacker-style tackling Joey Ronn into the library, and Ronn was kind of starfished to the floor.



Both men grunted loudly, and Dom growled through his teeth, “Fuuuuck.”



Oh my god, he was bleeding out the back of his shoulder; he must have been hit by that bullet. I’d never seen an exit wound before, but I identified it easily. His beautiful skin was blown—I had to train my eyes elsewhere or I’d have gotten sick all over the place.



“No! Dom, oh my god, Dom!” That was about as cohesive as I could get at the moment.



“Babe, you gotta get that gun.”



Jeez, how did he do that? The answer was obvious: Dom was a huge guy in comparison with Ronn, so he probably had a good forty pounds on him, too. Even shot through the shoulder, Dom had straddled on top of Ronn and managed to get hold of Ronn’s wrists, pinning him to the floor. He had slammed the one hand holding the gun so that Ronn lost control of his grip and the gun had gone flying into the library.



Shirtless and bloody and in super-aggressive pose, Dom still radiated hot. I had just been watching the scene in some awe at the masculine show of dominance that was happening right in front of me. It was impressive.



I was still flopped on the floor in the alcove and had to crawl past the men to get into the library to reach the gun. Aware I was only wearing a big T-shirt and nothing else, and not wanting to get anywhere near to Ronn in my weakened state, I hesitated.



And even in his pain, Dom saw it and managed to smile at me, trying to give me a confidence boost. His look told me without words not to worry about getting past them, and that he had the situation under control.



I made it past the two of them and retrieved the gun in the middle of the area rug. It was way heavier than I had imagined it would be, and I wanted to see what it would feel like to aim it. Since Ronn was an ideal target and already pinned to the floor, I figured this was a prime opportunity. I took it.



Dom glanced up and caught me in the act. “Whoa, babe, I’m too close. Don’t aim it anywhere near me, all right?” I looked at his face; he had the strangest, cutest expression on his face. It was a mixture of a grimace—I imagined that was from the pain—and a tiny smile. I imagined that was for me.



“Okay, Dom.” I lowered my arms immediately. They were happy with the reprieve. When had they gotten so weak? “Baby, don’t you need a doctor? Your shoulder—”



“I’m fine, Sienna. It hurts, but it’s not as bad as you think. Don’t worry about it, okay? Let’s focus on what needs doing here.”



“Okay, babe. What do you want me to do?”



He considered for a moment. “I think we need to impress upon Mr. Ronn here that not only is he not going anywhere today, but that he’s got some payback to do for what he’s taken from us, don’t you think? I think this particular vampire owes us some blood.”



“I totally agree. You know that. But I don’t want you to go to jail, baby. Not today, okay? I don’t think I could handle that.”



Dom laughed. “Don’t worry, babe. No jail. I promise. But I can’t not hit the bastard.”



Realization hit me then. This was my opportunity, too, to finally get some payback for Tania. God, how had I forgotten Tania today? It was like my mind was still disconnected from everything around me, and it was only barely beginning to function again, just now.



I whispered her name. “Tan.”



Dom heard me, and looked at me softly. “Yeah, baby, Tan. Tan and Manny. What do you want to do?”



My face crumpled some, and I could feel wet heat in my eyes and behind my nose. I looked down at my hands, clasped around that handgun, and I forced myself to my feet. My legs were still feeling rubbery, but they were strong, and I willed them to hobble closer to Dom, who was still straddling and pinning Ronn to the floor.



I came to a halt standing over them and wasn’t sure what to do.