Domencio DeLuca: Savage Bloodline by Sonja B

Author:Sonja B. [B., Sonja]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sonja B.
Published: 2023-02-07T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Sydney

When Dom mouthed, ‘The floor is all yours,’ he didn’t know what he just unleashed. It took everything inside of me to keep from attacking Santana as he spoke about my daddy and uncle. But now...he’s about to find out my meaning of sending those past their prime to glory.

Cutting my eyes to Booker whose face resembles an African warrior ready to go into battle, I tap his elbow. With a quick nod of my head, he knew what I was conveying to him. Santana was too busy tooting his own fucking horn that he didn’t notice what was happening behind him. I carefully dug into my purse and pulled out my 9mm while Booker pulled his Glock 20 from the inside of his shirt. Afterwards, I quietly placed my purse on top of a crate next to me.

“Yeah, this is really nice,” Santana says, turning the gun from side to side to see its details. “Shit, if the rest of your inventory looks anything like this, you gonna make a good ass profit today, DeLuca.”

Dom and Batista move to the side when Santana turns to give the gun back to Batista. He’s caught off guard to see Booker and me pointing our guns at him. Cameron goes for his weapon but realizes it’s not there. No doubt Dom’s men disarmed them before bringing them here. Cameron grabs a rifle from the crate. He and Santana’s stupid asses raise the rifles and aim them at us, forgetting they weren’t loaded.

“And what are you going to do with that?” I questioned.

“We’re going to kill all of you if you don’t lower your weapons,” Santana said back, then looked at Dom.

Dom smirks while showing his perfect white teeth. “I don’t think that’s going to happen. Those guns are no use to you, they are not loaded.”

“Is that so?” Santana questions, then aims the rifle at Dom’s feet, then pulls the trigger.

The discharged bullet misses Dom by inches. Dom doesn’t flinch as he looks down to where the bullet hit. What the absolute fuck?

Dom’s nostrils flare as he fixates his eyes on Santana.

Santana chuckles, saying, “For the right price, you can get whatever you want and thanks to your once loyal employee Carmine, I’m about to take everything in this warehouse. Your men might have taken our guns and blindfolded us, but Carmine made sure the guns on top of this crate were loaded just for us. I have a tracking device on me, and my men are on their way. With the low number of men you have in here, they are no match with mine.”

No wonder Carmine’s ass was acting strange. He was in on this bullshit.

When Santana tries to shoot at Dom again, I let off a round at him. He and Cameron duck behind a crate.

“Shit,” I hissed, missing his ass. Strong arms grip me from behind and drag me to the rear of a crate closest as I continue to squeeze the trigger.

“Stop it, Sydney,” Dom says. “You’re not hitting nothing but wood and fucking up the guns inside of them.

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