Thug Cupid (bwwm) {Rewriting}

At what cost?

(😷 geez I need a bottle of whatever meds will make me feel better. )
While writing this I've gotten better and also hurricane Hermione dropped by to say hi. (I also got high drinking like a quarter of a bottle of Benadryl...lol my mom freaked and I caked my face in vicks.)

Thanks everyone for being so patient with me.

Shay's "ex" husband Taylo

Ch30.

Shay's pov

The blindfolds blocked my view but I heard voices.

"Kill him if he tries to save her." Taylo said in his cuban accent.

I was being carried over someone's shoulder.

Probably Dev. Taylo was never strong enough to actually carry me like this.

"Dev?" I asked his body stiffened but continued on.

"Devathon Da Concoyah!" I scream his full name and he stops.

" Champange..." he replied in his soft low voice.

It was Dev. He was my body guard till Taylo found out Dev loved me. He was always protective of me.

"It is you... I'm sorry." I frowned still in darkness from the blindfold.

"...." He didn't respond and I was left in silents.

A door opened and closed before I was dropped onto a bed one hand cuffed to the bed.

"Leave and help check the perimeter." Taylo yelled his order.

"...yes sir." Dev sighed.

My blindfold was removed as I looked around my eyes landed on Taylo.

"Hey Sparkles long time no see. It's been since when... right since you faked your death in that car crash." He tilted his head his cold sea greens looked me over.

"Oh not talking? You never did talk much. When you did it was unimportant stupid shit." His lip curled in disgust.

When we were together I tired making things work but I quickly learned to shut up and spread my legs.

My stomach flops and I feel a bit of
movement. An alien feeling to me.

There is no way it's too soon for the baby to be kicking or moving or exist at all. Why why did it have to be now.

My hands clench and my breath quicken.

"Let me tell you something interesting. We were engaged so I could take over your family company. But since you've been gone they've ignored our little arrangement. I'm going bankrupt Champagne. Gambling didn't get me my money back and the money I spent on drugs soon left me in a hole." He slicked his greasy hair back and leaned against the bed.

"Your family is give the company to your two year old brother." He scowled.

"I have a brother?" I smiled before realising I couldn't see him till Taylo was forever gone.

"Oh yeah you've been dead for so long you didn't know. Maybe if you weren't whoring yourself out to guys on the beech then we could of started a family of our own." His cuban accent got stronger with his rage.

The feeling at the beach... He was there watching us.

My stomach flipped again.

"Fuck you! You loco pig!" I screamed.

He punched me so hard I tasted something metallic... blood.

He grips my hair and chuckles.

"You've forgotten your place punta!" He slammed my head against the metal headboard.