Tainted Love(51)

“No fucking way,” I say in shock.

My dad laughs, lighting up a smoke.

“Well, you’re a lot smarter than I ever gave you credit for,” he answers smugly.

“You. You took Kalie and Alaina?” I growl.

“Yes. Drop the gun, Son.” He points to my chest. When I look down, I see the laser dot aimed at my chest.

“Fuck,” I yell, dropping my gun.

“Where the fuck is Kalie and Alaina?”

He motions toward the room, signaling for me to go in. I look to him and then back at Chad, nudging my head toward the room. The sight that I see when I walk in there will haunt me for all of eternity.

“Fuucckk!” I roar and fly myself at my father. “What the fuck have you done?”

I grab him by the throat, ready to end my deal I made with Sandra when I feel three other men pull me off him. I look behind me and see Chad being held up against the wall by two men the same size as him. I shrug them off me and start to run over to Kalie. She’s hanging from the roof by her hands. She’s in nothing but her underwear, her body is bruised black and blue, and her hair is sticky with blood dropping from her face. Her head hangs low, and I make my way to her. When I watch her face slowly lift up, meeting my eyes, I feel like her eyes have ripped my heart out of my chest. I can’t cope with the turn of emotions I feel at this very moment, and they aren’t good ones.

“Baby?” I slide my hand over her face and she begins shaking, her whole body convulsing.

I hiss and begin pulling at her arms. “I got you now. Fuck! I’m so sorry, baby.”

All I want to do is take her away from everything and anything. I want to run off with her where it’s just her and me so I can look after her for the rest of my life. I’m completely fucking heart broken. I fucking love this girl and I know it. There’s no way I’d feel these feelings for her if I didn’t—I’m inhumane, not stupid.

A hand wraps around my arm, and just as they are about to pull me back, I swing around and knock whoever it is dead in the face, putting all my force into that one punch. When I look down, I see one of my father’s henchmen on the floor, knocked out cold. My father laughs, rounding the motionless body lying on the floor.

“Some shit never changes,” he chuckles.

I point to Kalie. “Take her fucking down. Now,” I grumble to him.

He looks at me, studying my eyes.

“Now!” I yell.

He clicks his fingers together and motions to Kalie. I watch as they take her down, and I catch her as she drops to the ground wrapping her in my arms and kissing her on her head.

“You will pay for this,” I say, looking up at him from the ground.

He laughs, leaning against the wall. “I doubt that, Son. I’m untouchable. Even by you…’The Executioner’,” he mocks.

I curl up my lip in disgust. “That’s where you’re wrong.”

“Are you not wondering how I came to be here?” He motions around the room.

“No, I simply don’t care. You’re a dead man walking.”

I slide Kalie’s hair out of her face and kiss her on the lips. “I’m so sorry, baby. I’ll spend the rest of my life making this up to you.”

She chokes out a hollow laugh. It’s the first sound I’ve heard her make since we got here. Frank moves across the room and pulls up a chair, taking a seat on it and propping his ankle up on his knee. The carelessness in his eyes is evident, and I cannot wait to watch the life slip from the depths of them.

“I am Kazimir Lyov,” he says casually.

“I figured that, Pops. You can speak now. Make these words legendary. They will be your last.”

He laughs, lighting up a cigarette and placing it into his mouth. “I’ve always been Kazimir Lyov. I was only Frank Nixon when I moved to Westbeach when I was in my late twenties.” He takes a puff of his smoke again before continuing, “I had to move, live a double life. I needed a decoy from the feds, they were catching onto our family business and they were catching onto it fast. We all went our separate ways for a few years, with the knowledge that we’d reunite back together eventually when everything died down. I joined SS MC, it was the perfect cover for me, right up my alley and I didn’t have to pretend to be a businessman or any bullshit like that. I could still kill, smoke, and fuck. I was supposed to go back to Russia a few months before I met your mother, and that was it. I feel in shit creek with her so fast I didn’t know what hit me.”

He looks between Kalie and me on the floor, smirking before he continues his talk. I wish I could say I’m surprised, but I’m not.