After dropping Robyn off with Luca and Izzy at their apartment—where Luca had to physically shove me out the door because I didn’t want to leave her when there’s a possibility that this could be a trap—I make my way over to Marco’s so he can drive the both of us to the abandoned building the Blue Vipers are meant to be meeting at tonight.
We made a plan a few days ago. Dad and the teams of our men who are helping with the hit are meeting us both there where we’ll split off into groups and hit the building from different angles.
Usually, Luca would be the one running things with our dad tonight, but since this is personal, they’ve left it to me, which I know they’re all apprehensive about since they think I can’t control myself, but they couldn’t be more wrong. And besides, the whole point of tonight is to fuck shit up, that’s my fucking specialty. I love blowing things to pieces, it calms the chaos.
Only chaos has been absent lately, since I’ve had Robyn. She quiets the demons lurking within me and makes me feel somewhat sane.
Once I’ve met up with Marco, we drive over to the meeting spot in Brooklyn. My pulse quickens the closer we get, anticipation shooting through my veins at what’s to come.
“You sure you’re okay with this? We can handle it if it’s too much,” Marco says from beside me as he navigates the busy road.
“You all think I have no control, that I’ll snap at any moment, that I don’t have an attention span. What you don’t get is that I probably pay more attention than all of you. I like to cause mayhem because it quiets the chaos inside my head, not because I particularly enjoy it but because it helps keep me sane. These assholes were after my girl. They hurt her and were planning on kidnapping her. There isn’t a force on this earth that could stop me from going after them tonight. I can keep my fucking shit together Marco, you guys just don’t really see me. You never have, but that’s okay because I’ve never needed you to. What I do need you to do is trust that I’ve fucking got this. You can go back to thinking I’m the unruly, insane, chaotic little brother that shouldn’t be trusted with any of the big plans tomorrow. Tonight, I’m just a guy who’s getting his retribution against anyone who thought they could come after his girl.”
Marco side eyes me, seemingly lost for words as I finish my little speech, but I’m not expecting a response from him. Instead, I turn my attention to the window, watching the surroundings pass by as we get closer to the end of this shit.
It takes everything in me to debrief with our father and the teams around the corner from the building and not just blow the place up, but we need any tech that they have inside to give to Alec so he can do his usual magic and find out just how deep into the flesh trade they are. He’ll handle it from there and call on us if he needs us, but considering he has a full blown multi-million-dollar organization to handle it for him, that’s pretty fucking unlikely.
“Everyone ready?” Dad asks and there’s an echo of agreement between the group before we all split off.
Dad is heading up the outside team, making sure no assholes attempt to escape while another team is hitting from the back. Leaving Marco, me and a few other guys to storm the front.
I lead the charge with my brother right behind me. I don’t waste time fucking around when I kick the front door in on our father’s order. The chaos is instant, shouts ricochet off the walls as the fuckers realize they’re being attacked.
Since they’re here for some sort of initiation, we know that most of them are gathered in the main room, only leaving a few stragglers between us and them to protect them. I don’t even blink as I shoot some little fucker between the eyes when I see him charging at Marco.
“Thanks,” Marco’s gruff voice hits my ears and I roll my eyes, I wouldn’t be able to count the number of times he’s saved my ass, so I don’t know why the fuck he’s thanking me, he’s my brother.
“Let’s go,” I say and stroll through the building towards the yelling voices. The main room is closer to the back entrance, so the other team will have already gotten there before us, but we figured they’d have more men guarding the front since they’ve been slimy as fuck for us to pin down, we expected them to be harder to hit. Apparently, we were wrong, and they really are just fucking amateurs who got lucky evading us for so long.
I enter the room and see that the other team have already had most of the fun, leaving a pile of bodies scattered throughout the room and only a few guys fighting to free themselves from the holds of our men lined up against the wall.
“Which one of you decided to go after Robyn Stone?” my voice booms, everyone suddenly stopping what they were doing and becoming deathly silent. They know my reputation, they know I’m a loose cannon, but they have no idea what was unleashed the moment someone decided to go after my girl.
Most of our men are wary of me, expecting me to go off the rails any second and probably wishing Luca was here to help Marco rein me in if things get out of hand. Not like they’ve ever had much luck, there’s no stopping me once the rage takes over and I have an episode, the only person ever successful of pulling me out of it has been Robyn when I nearly killed her employee in her office.
“It’s this one, boss,” one of our men speaks and I spin around towards the voice, taking in the asshole he’s currently got in a chokehold.
“Perfect. You and two others can bring him to the warehouse for me. I’ll meet you there.”
What a fucking night.
After our guys brought the head of the gang—who we now know as Jason Barclay—I spent a couple of hours torturing him for what he put Robyn through, though it didn’t feel like it was enough. I don’t think anything would feel like it was enough for the shit she went through, but knowing that she’s safe is one hell of a weight off my shoulders.
Knowing we can now be together without a threat looming over us is the greatest fucking high, but I’d be lying if I wasn’t worried about what happens next, not knowing if she’ll stick around now that she’s not in danger.
I even managed to keep him alive as a little early birthday gift for Alec in case he needs any information from him that he can’t find on the computers seized from the abandoned building.
Look at me being all mature and not ripping the heart out of the guy; my girl would be proud.
My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I pull it out to see that Dad has sent a message to the family group chat.
Dad
Family dinner tomorrow night. Enzo, make sure to bring Robyn.
Wonderful.
I’m just stepping out of the elevator into Luca and Izzy’s apartment when the sight that greets me makes my fucking blood run cold and the world blur around me as black seeps into my vision.
“What the fuck?”
