OWN HER: A Dark Mafia Romance(174)

There was nothing special about this guy outside of his ability to read people, but we all had to be able to do that to be successful in this business we were in. Still, staring into his eyes with that creepy, maniacal smile spreading across his face, I couldn’t stop the chills that spread through my veins.



I was in trouble here. I was in big trouble if I couldn’t pull the trigger on this creep and stop him. If I didn’t kill him, he was probably going to kill me. And if he killed me, I was afraid the MC would fall apart shortly thereafter.



I tried to pull the trigger again, but I couldn’t make my finger squeeze it. I began to wonder if he hadn’t cast some kind of spell on me. Did he actually have the powers that people on the street thought he had? There was no way. That shit wasn’t real. He was just really creepy.



“I’m waiting on you, Cole,” he said. “Everyone is. If you do this, Sasha goes free, you get your drugs and weapons businesses back, and you can take over anything of mine that you want. I will no longer be in your way.”



He pulled the gun slowly out of my hand.



“Of course, if you can’t, then I will, and you won’t live long enough to see me dismantle your MC.” He held my gun up in my face to show me that he’d pulled it out of my hand without a fight.





Chapter 25




Sasha



Gunshots rang out again, but they were irregular. Sitting in the car in the dark, I had no idea what was going on outside. There would be gunshots for a moment, and then complete silence. I wondered if they were just playing with each other at this point. It seemed very odd that they didn’t just finish each other off, but they were dealing with Fang. The normal rules didn’t seem to apply when Fang was involved. He made his own rules, even when someone else was calling the shots.



After his goon fell off the car, I heard people moving around outside. I waited with one of the guns in my hand. I had no idea who was going to show up next. I didn’t know if it was going to be one of the Overlords or even Fang himself.



“Dammit, Cole, if you get me out of this, I promise you, I will never betray your trust again,” I said with my eyes closed.



Someone appeared in the window above me. I didn’t recognize who it was but it wasn’t the goon. It looked like one of Cole’s Overlords. From what I could see, he dressed like the other guys in his plain t-shirt and vest covered in patches.



“Come on,” he urged me. “Jump up!” He held his hands down to catch me, and I did the best I could.



I shoved the handgun behind the belt on my jeans and jumped up to grab his hands. He grabbed the rope tied around my wrists and started to pull me up. I couldn’t really help him from that point because there wasn’t enough room for me to try to get a good footing to push up with my feet.



He pulled me out of the car and cut my wrists free with a knife he pulled from his pocket. Then he pulled me out the rest of the way and cut my feet free as well. He jumped down from the car and held his arms out for me to jump into them.



I laughed and shook my head as I jumped down next to him.



“Is that it?” I asked. “Is it over?”



“Cole and Fang are on the other side of the car. I didn’t see where the other guy went,” the Overlord said, shaking his head.



In the moonlight, I could see there were other Overlords standing around with guns drawn, watching out for Fang or his goon to come back and start shooting again. That was when we saw headlights, and they turned towards the car. The bikers gestured for me to get down as they all ducked and ran back up to the car.



I heard a couple of car doors slam as it sounded like someone was getting out. Then, in the dead silence of the night, I heard guns cock. My blood turned to ice. After all that had happened so far, it seemed that Fang had called for backup after all.



I could feel the men around me tense up. The air filled with their anxiety as we listened to the men approaching the car. An arm shot out in front of me, holding me back against the roof of the car. I looked around. I recognized Dante, but I didn’t know who any of the other guys were, and I didn’t see Cole. Where the hell was Cole?



“Come out, come out, wherever you are,” I heard Fang as he taunted everyone.



Then rapid gunfire erupted.



The guys all jumped when they heard the fully automatic machine guns rip the night open around them.



“I don’t have a gun,” I heard someone say. I looked up, and it was Cole, talking to Dante. Dante pulled the assault rifle off his shoulder and handed it to him.



“Get down,” my rescuer told me.



“There are only two of them,” Cole said.