Brutal Kings: A Dark Crime Syndicate Romance (Eastlake Syndicate 1) by Leila Starling

Author:Leila Starling [Starling, Leila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

TWENTY-FIVE

LEE

“Fucking nasty,” I mumble, shuddering as I follow Jay down the hall towards the opposite side of the house to the basement.

“Stop whining,” Jay taunts from in front of me. I push him so he loses his balance and falls against the wall. Dodging his fist, I sprint down the hall before he has a chance to punch me.

We climb down the stairs to the basement and enter the room where Donny Boy is being held. He’s suspended from the ceiling in chains, feet barely touching the cold, hard ground. He’s unconscious, which is good for him, considering more of the hell we have in store for him.

Ezra, who’s spent most of his day down here, is sitting in a chair in the corner of the room, scrolling through his phone like there isn’t a half-dead asshole sitting six feet away from him. Blood splatters his clothes and hands.

“How long’s he been out?” I ask, hopping up onto the metal table against the wall.

“About twenty minutes,” Ezra says, pocketing his phone.

“Maya’s sick,” I blurt out.

“What?” Ezra stands up so quickly he knocks the chair over. “She was fine the last time I saw her.”

Jay shoots me a glare, but I ignore him. I get off the table and follow Ezra out of the basement. When he’s about to reach the hallway to her bedroom, I put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. “She’ll be fine.”

He whirls on me, worry in his eyes. “If she’s sick, she not fucking fine, Lee. I need to take care of her.”

He goes to turn around, but I grab his arm this time, forcing him to look at me. “Ez. She’s fine. The only thing you’ll accomplish right now is waking her up and pissing her off.”

Ezra takes a few deep breaths and nods, walking back down the stairs to the basement. I follow after him. “Was it something she ate?”

I curl my lip in disgust again. “Anthony left the liver from that organ trader in the fridge instead of putting it in the cooler like we told him. The sight of it made her sick.”

“Fucking idiot,” he growls.

When we’re back in the basement, Donovan begins to stir. I rub my hands together and plant my feet on the floor. “Alright. Let’s have some more fun.”

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