PURPLE HEART - Soliders Of Fortune [BOOK TWO]

Chapter TWENTY EIGHT

Maksimillian 'Max' Angeloff

When my sister coaxes Sunday to step out and wander down the hall, a drooling Saint practically has to pick his jaw up from the floor before he moves to follow them, panting after Verity like a thirsty dog.. I am well aware that my sister is beautiful, she's always been the centre of attention in any given room, and there has been no shortage of guys lining up to take a swing at impressing her.. That is just the way it was with Verity, boys would chase her and she'd expertly wrap them around her finger..

But even though she tries to hide it, Verity was never the same after being thrown to the wolves by our father, a vicious punishment intended to inflict the most pain possible in retaliation to her promiscuity..

When the nefarious Outlaw President, Aleksandr 'Sasha' Angeloff discovered his teenage daughter was sneaking off for a secret rendezvous with a lowly prospect of the MC, he took it as an insult.. The mere suggestion that she was no longer a pristine virgin bargaining chip, it sent him into a fury like she'd never seen before.. To teach her a lesson, he would have her abducted from her bedroom in the middle of the night, stripped naked and shamed as she was tossed into a dingy basement full of savages..
Savages I have since hunted down and unleashed a bloody retribution upon.. Ramsay Neeves, Crew Draper and Gunner Bates.

I killed them all, for her..

My helpless sister was trapped in that hellhole for hours, used and tormented.. Degraded and disrespected.. Subjected to the most foul violations imaginable.. Afterwards, she would pick herself up from the cold concrete floor, drag her battered little body back up the stairs to find Sasha.. Sitting at the dining table, wearing a disgusted scowl, he had been listening to her every horror stricken cry of pain, her pleading sobs for mercy.. And he had done nothing to help her..

There is no limit to my father's cruelty, just as there is no end to my hatred for the man..

Never one to miss an opportunity to bend and manipulate people to his will, Sasha would quickly leverage Verity's trauma and desperation to be forgiven to his advantage.. Naturally, it was from his forked tongue Verity would learn that it was her very own brother who had betrayed her secrets..

The match that would light the fuse to an explosive, atomic feud, with ground so scorched it would never be walked upon again.. And so, in an impulsive and vengeful fashion true to her character, Verity would fight fire with fire, by weaponising Luka's most sordid shame and laying it bare at our father's feet..

Once Sasha learned of his youngest son's sexual preference for the company of other men, Luka was beaten merciless by those very same savages who had raped our sister, before being cast from the Outlaws.. Abandoned and left undefended in the cold, by Sasha's orders, Luka was forced to turn to the one place he would find protection.. The Brotherhood would take him in, if only he would return to the closet..