Kylie Bray (Love, Hate and Billions) novel Chapter 45

Three fucking weeks searching, twenty two days of mass killing. I have spilled more blood on my hands these past weeks since someone took what is mine again, than I have since my first kill at fourteen.

My men and I get to the dock an hour after the Satan Snipers found Beggar at an abandoned warehouse. Thank fuck Beggar was coherent enough, she gave the bikers the address minutes after they got to her.

When Kevin texted me, I was in an IMPORTANT sit down with Marco. Deno, Marco and eight of my men are here with me.

Kylie is mine, the Outfit took what belongs to me and they are going to pay.

Infamita is not something the Famiglia takes. Today we are going to send a few messages.

We rush into this abandoned factory behind the containers,

“Hey,” a man screams pulling out his glock.

I lift my own with the silencer already attached to it and shoot him straight in the head.

My men rush off in different directions, as well as Marco and Deno.

I hear a few gunshots coming from the upstairs and I rush to it.

There are doors everywhere, the gunshots go silent and I start kicking the doors down, with my piece in my hand.

Not sure how many I kick in, but the one is with a man beating a woman on the floor, I shoot him twice in the back of the head and that is when I see her.

I don't recognize her.

I drop my heat to the floor and drop my body to my knees.

She is naked, fucking bruised, and her eyes are droopy.

Her forehead is extremely large, her face disfigured, and her nose is broken.

This, looking at Kylie it enrages the beast in me. It awakens something dark in my soul.

I never wanted this for her, this is why I wanted her to stay out of this life.

“Kylie, baby, I'm going to get you out of here,” I slip my black jacket off and cover her with it, before lifting her up.

Her body is fragile and light, she looks so fucking delicate and it breaks me.

“There were only three TURKS, all dead.” Marco walks casually, calmly in to the room, his presence unmistakable.

He barely looks at Kylie and I respect him more for that.

“I'll bring the car, get some screws to clean this shit up, Marcel will meet us at the hotel,” he says in departing.

Four hours.

She's been unconscious for four hours. I have been waiting for the medical report from Marcel.