Embracing the Dark Side: Morozov Mafia Series Book 2 by M.C. Rivera

Author:M.C. Rivera [Rivera, M.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Three Dragons Publishing
Published: 2025-01-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter twenty-two

Waterfall

Adrik's punishment had been solitary confinement. It wasn't much different from how he felt already. Being kept from the inmates was not as heavy as being kept from family, and privacy was perhaps its own reward. But it was freezing, and Adrik was shivering on a thin cot with no blanket. His eyes were nearly swollen shut, he had welts all over his body, and a burning pain in his arm. There was a chance his fracture had become a solid break, and the cast would need to be reset.

The hours went by. There was no self-hatred. There was no feeling sorry for himself. There were only the steps Adrik needed to take toward his goal, what he would need to do as soon as he got out and had a phone again. This was all just a minor setback. Nothing too serious. Nothing he couldn't recover from.

The door opened, and Adrik struggled to sit up. He could barely see; one eye had closed entirely, and the light was blinding, but he could make out the outline of three guards. One particular guard, named Jose, was a Toxin member. Adrik leaned against the wall, sighing, careless about whatever the hell they planned to do now.

Jose dragged a bedsheet behind him, rolled up like rope.

Adrik stiffened, his eye going between the three of them, noticing their smirks. Their intention was written all over their faces. He thought of bargaining. Money could change the most stubborn man. But these men weren't stupid. They knew the power he possessed, and they still chose the weaker man.

Well, perhaps they were stupid.

Adrik used the wall to stand, every muscle in his body screaming in protest. He thought of yelling for help, but they would have already taken care of the guards at the entrance. And he wasn't sure his pride would let him. He never asked for help. His father always knew when to give it. And though Adrik had always found it annoying, he greatly missed it now. For a brief moment, his heart ached for his father.

But then the guard stepped closer, and all thoughts shut off.

They came at him with speed Adrik couldn't keep up with. They gripped his fractured arm, and he cried out in pain. It nearly caused him to black out, giving them enough time to wrap the rope around his neck. With three broken fingers, Adrik dug them into the sheet, but it was too tight. His airway was cut off, and his mouth fell open in an attempt to gasp for any air, but nothing was coming. He smacked the men around him in desperation, but their laughter was the only thing in his ear. Adrik fell to the ground, and the guard went with him, squeezing the sheet even tighter. He could feel the blood pulse in his head, and he knew the end was coming.

Then it was gone, and Adrik fell to the ground, coughing, gasping for fresh air. He spat blood on the ground before rolling on his back, staring up at the ceiling.

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