Cruel Fate (Mastermind Book 2) by Kat King

Cruel Fate (Mastermind Book 2) by Kat King

Author:Kat King [King, Kat]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-04-07T00:00:00+00:00


“Ah, so you’re protecting her?”

I cleared my throat. “The wheels are spinning, but the hamster's dead, huh?”

Millimeter by millimeter, the smile faltered from his face. Those cold eyes, filled with venom and spite, never wavered. Briefly, his eyes closed, and he released a deep sigh.

“As much as I’d like to entertain you and your jokes,” he said with a grin, then paused and snapped his fingers. His assistant whisked out a pocket knife and handed it to him before returning to his post behind the boss. “I sadly don’t have enough time. Let’s cut the chit-chat, shall we? Tell me the location of the two children.”

“I wish I could, but…”

He leaned a little bit. “But?”

I grinned. “I don’t want to.”

With a snap of his fingers, the two guards were by Rhea’s side. No matter how much she yelled and moved around, they held her by the forearm firmly. They brought her to her feet, and she screamed out in agony because of her broken ankle.

Fuck. For a moment, I completely forgot about Rhea’s presence.

“It’s best if you don’t test me, young lady.” His voice was harsh. “Let me try again. Where are the kids?”

“I don’t know,” I responded. His eyes squinted. “I’m telling you the truth. I’ve never seen them. Your questions should be directed to Antonio De Luca.”

He tsked. “That’s not possible, so you’re going to tell me everything you know.”

“I actually don’t know anything. They’re at a boarding school, but I don’t know where.”

He blinked. “Each time you speak, more information slips out. For someone who supposedly knows nothing, it’s suspicious.”

Silence.

That was truly all I knew about those damn kids. Aside from using their existence against my father, I didn’t care about their wellbeing or whereabouts. Long ago, I learned that blood doesn’t define family, and this was no exception.

The man’s patience ran its course. He took a long drag of his Cuban, exhaling in my face. With a mere glance, Rhea was dragged to his side, despite her protests. He was slow as he took out a Cuban cigarette, lit it, and inhaled the nicotine. The knife was soon pressed against Rhea’s throat, and she visibly froze in place.

“Now, should I slit her throat before you speak? Or should I rip her clothes off and fuck her so you’ll finally speak?”

Suddenly, black dots appeared in my vision. All I could feel was that deep fury, a rage that couldn’t be held back. My body was shaking, and insanity filled my senses. My bottom lip trembled, and I wanted nothing more than to bash his head against the wall for merely looking at us with that lustful gaze.

“Don’t you dare fucking touch a single strand of her hair, you little shit,” I snapped. “Me. Do whatever you want to me, just don’t fucking lay your filthy hands on her.”

To him, hearing my words was a pleasant surprise. With a wave of his hand, the goons dropped Rhea to the ground. Bravely, she tried to remain silent, but her weeping was audible.



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