His (Ties That Bind #2) - Natasha Knight Page 0,50
home in my shoulder blade as he prods me along. “Now take a fucking seat. You’re going to watch this show from the VIP section.”
He shoves me across the warehouse and orders me into a chair directly opposite of Kat. But I can’t fucking move. When my gaze locks onto her bruised and bloody body, my only instinct is to get to her. She’s barely conscious, her eye so swollen I don’t even know if she can see me.
“Kat.”
She moans, and Vasily slams the butt of his gun into the side of my head, dazing me.
“I told you to sit the fuck down!” he thunders.
On instinct, I try to take a swing at him, but he jumps back, aiming the gun right at Kat’s head.
“Don’t even try me, you stupid fuck. I’ll put a bullet in her head so fast you won’t have time to blink.”
I meet his gaze, forcing myself to keep my temper in check. “What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want?”
“I told you.” He looks at me with unbridled disgust. “I want to see your blood paint this floor. But first, you get to suffer. Just like Andrei suffered.”
“Andrei was the biggest piece of shit and waste of human space that ever breathed on this earth,” I clip out. “I did you a favor. I did the entire fucking world a favor.”
The vein in Vasily’s forehead throbs as he clenches his jaw, trembling with unchecked rage. I know it’s not fucking smart to provoke him, but I need a distraction.
“There isn’t a line you won’t cross, is there?” I ask him. “Your own sister. Your own flesh and blood.”
Vasily’s face pales, his gaze intensifying as he studies me. “How long have you known?”
“I’ve always suspected.” I glare at him. “You never did anything out of the kindness of your heart. You took me in and turned me into exactly what she didn’t want.”
“She was a fucking traitor!” The words fly from his lips with such violence, I can’t believe I didn’t see his hatred for her all these years. How blind I was to the fact that I’d been living with the monster all along.
“You let your filthy spawn… touch her. Her own fucking nephew. You sick, depraved motherfucker!”
I want him to come for me. I want him to focus his rage on me, but being the coward that Vasily is, he always chooses the easiest fight. It still fucking shocks me to witness his depravity when he grabs Kat by the hair and backhands her. Blood flies from her mouth, and it triggers every animal instinct inside me as I lunge forward, tackling Vasily to the ground. He digs the gun into my ribs and pulls the trigger, but by some fucking miracle, it jams.
“Motherfuck!” He slams his knee up into my gut, and I choke back the pain as I twist his fingers back, trying to pry the gun from his grasp.
His bones crack, and he groans as I headbutt him, dazing him long enough to grab the weapon and toss it out of his reach.
“Now we’re even.” I spit into his face. “So fight me like a man, you pathetic fuck.”
Vasily swings his knee up again, this time hitting me in the groin. I buckle for a split second, and he thrashes me in the temple with his elbow. We’re both running on pure rage and adrenaline as we grapple for dominance.
“You killed my father too.” I wrap my fingers around his throat and squeeze. “Admit it. Admit that you destroyed my entire family.”
A demonic smile curls across his face as he bends my fingers back, trying to pry me off him. “Everything you have ever loved, I have destroyed, Lev. Your father, your mother, your little bitch. When this is over, they will all have died by my will. Because I’m the fucking god you could never be. I’m the true Vor. And your father was just as weak as you. He died like a pathetic fuck, gasping for breath and pleading for mercy.”
I land a solid blow to his chest, knocking the wind from his lungs, and it gives me the time I need to stagger to my feet. My boot slams into his rib cage, and he curls into a ball as I stomp on his face, shattering his nose.
He chokes on his own blood as it pours into his mouth, and I kick him again and again, watching him writhe on the floor in pain as he fights to get up.