'You can only run so much from me love.' He whispers into my ear. Who knew men whispering could be so hot, wait it's not men, it's this man.
I slowly step back until the rough surface of the wall comes into contact with my open back. At the slight t...
A/N Hey Guys!! I am Back! Don't know for how long, but for know I am back, and better than ever, it's been a hot minute, but I hope yall enjoy this chapter! Don't forget to vote and comment!!!! - B
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The chattering sounds of my men fill the air, it's been a long day and everyone is starting to wind down. The whole day we have been on our toes as we were trying to get back our warehouse that had been overthrown by the Russians. Those bastards have been on our trail for the past couple of months, everywhere we go, they are one step ahead of us.
Today we had no fatalities, but I don't know how long we will be able to keep that up, the Russian's are getting smarter and are devising smarter plots, I don't know what their final objective is, but it has to be something big if they were willing to waste so many resources on trying to fight with us. Taking over our prime weapon warehouse was an idiotic idea to say the least, we have lots of military on the lookout, and the second someone mentioned something was up, we were ready to go.
Drowning out the sounds of the surrounding men, I reach for my phone, looking for the usual texts from Milena. I hate to admit it, but I look forward to seeing them. She always says something witty that makes me wonder how she thought of it. Something is unsettling, the way she hasn't messaged me at all makes my stomach drop. Putting my phone back in my pocket, I lean my head onto the leather seat and close my eyes.
"We're here Arlo." Dante's voice echoes through my ear, as I feel a soft tapping on my shoulder. I hadn't realised I had fallen asleep. Fully opening my eyes, I look around at all the guys that are sitting with me, they all have a confused look on their faces. "What's happened?" I asked no one in particular. After a couple minutes of silence, Dante speaks up.
"There were no guards at the gates, they were all shot inside their booths" Immediately I'm filled with dread. I should've known something was up when Milena wasn't messaging me. I have no idea how much experience she has with defending herself, but I definitely am not going to be leaving it up to chance. Immediately loading my gun, and taking the safety off, I instruct my men to be on high alert and guns ready. Stepping out of the van, there is an eerie silence that falls on the grounds. Above us, a large echo of thunder casts a dark and gloomy cloud. A tight knot was forming in my stomach, and I don't know why. It's not like I care about Milena right?
Walking up the cobblestone driveway, the front door has been left slightly ajar. I signal to Dante to form two groups and follow me. He nods his head and starts dividing the men. As I turn my head back to the door, I try to inspect the house through the slight crack, without hinting to anyone that we are here. Once my men are ready, Dante stands to the right of the door, and kicks it open. We immediately walk in, scanning our surroundings. There is blood. Lots of blood. My heart immediately races thinking the worst, there is a large streak of blood that leads away to behind the kitchen, the red staining the floor.
Dante leads the group, following the sickening blood-stained marble. The only sound being heard is the heavy footsteps of all of us. The blood has led us to the main basement door, once again, the door is slightly ajar. Dante looks at me for approval to head downstairs, and I allow him. Walking down the stairs, the air is thick and smells like a mix of sweat and blood. I have no idea what could have happened, but we will soon find out. We finally get to the old wooden door that signals the entrance of the basement. Behind the door I can hear groans. Pointing my gun at the middle of the door, Dante gets ready to turn the knob. Dante whispers, "3, 2, 1."
He kicks down the door and we are immediately faced with a murder scene. Standing with their back towards us looking down at something, is a small figure with familiar long brown hair. Immediately I put my gun down and approached her. When I got to her, I instantly spotted what she was looking at. In Front of her are two extremely large men tied to wooden chairs with metal chains. Their faces are beaten and bruised so badly it'll be impossible to be able to identify them. The one on the right is missing multiple fingers and has had his fingernails ripped off. The other one has his right eye missing and an extremely bloody mouth, as well as a knife right in his radius.
Milena's face and clothes are drenched with blood, but she doesn't look frightened, she looks exhilarated. Turning back to Dante, I instruct him to tell my men to sweep the house to make sure there are no fuckers hiding there. Turning back to Milena, she just stares up at me. Her frame is alot smaller than my 6 '3 height, but that hasn't stopped her from taking on these massive men and torturing them. It looks like she has a side to her that I don't know about yet.
A/N Hey guys! It's been a long fucking time. In fact it's been over a year. I lowk forgot about this but here I am. I'm hoping to be more consistent and update more often, but we will see how long that lasts. How have you guys been? Update me with your lives please and thanks.
Not much has been going on for me, but I was extremely motivated to write this chapter so who knows what'll happen, maybe I'm a changed woman.
Anyways, until next time I write again, I love you all! Don't forget to vote and comment, and don't forget about my tiktok page, bookwh0re___!
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