Karma (Kings of Rebellion MC Book 1) - K.T Fisher Page 0,88

what I have in mind.

Within minutes, Scrappy appears with everything I need and the Devil piece of shit starts to groan through the gag I’ve placed over his mouth. I take hold of the pliers in Scrappy’s bag of goodies and wave them in front of my prisoners face.

“You know what these are for?” I ask him and his eyes widen. “Your fingernails look a little long, let me help you with that.”

I pull him up and Scrappy helps me secure him on a chair so he can’t move. On the chair’s arm rests, I tie rope around both wrists so he can’t move his hands, because that wouldn’t be good. The Devil member, whose name looks to be Fury by the tag on his vest, starts to thrash around on the chair.

Smiling at him, I use the pliers to quickly remove one of his finger nails. It’s quick and fast but no less painful. Fury screams through his gag and I lean in close. “Tell me where she is.”

Fury shakes his head and Scrappy steps forward, handing me a lighter and a knife. Fury watches me as I heat the blade of the small knife with fear. I love that look in his eyes. I place one hand on top of his so he has no room to wriggle and ever so slowly insert the burning knife under his nail. Slowly tearing it away from the flesh, Fury’s eyes widen as he screams, tears streaming down his face, but still after six nail removals I don’t know where Lauren is!

Lauren

I woke in the middle of the night in a mad panic, and even though I woke up earlier I had forgotten where I was and what happened. I’m sick with worry about Brandon and the rest of The Kings. What happened when I was taken?

When I woke in the dark, I made sure to stay awake and now as the sun rises, I’m thankful that I had no visitors. I look around the room in disgust, why am I back in this situation? Why me?

Just when I settle into a family that finally accepts me, I get ripped away. My bad luck increases when the door opens and in walks Demon. I glare over at him and he just laughs to himself. I hate seeing him because I had hoped I would never have to see or hear from him again.

“Don’t act like you aren’t glad to see me.” He smiles.

I turn away from him. I fucking hate him.

“Don’t look away from me.” He growls. “I haven’t seen you in so long and I want to take a look at you.”

He softly caresses my cheek and I shrink away. At least as much as my restrictions will let me because I’m so tightly tied down.

“Is my little Raven having a tantrum?” He taunts me and I feel like I could scream.

He starts to laugh again and I just wish so much I wasn’t here. There’s a reason why he has me strapped to a bed only god knows where.

Demon gets a gun from behind him, gliding it all over my body and I try to stay as still as I possibly can, but my body uncontrollably shakes and Demon smirks in response. I hate that I’m still pleasing him!

“You don’t like the gun?” He asks. “Let’s try something else then.”

I watch wearily as he puts his gun away and reaches for a large knife. I mean this thing is freaking huge! Just like with the gun, he glides it all over, paying attention to my breasts and cutting away my top. This is like a trip down memory lane to my times back with The Devils. Great memories!

“If you run away again, I will kill every single person involved with The Kings.” Demon declares. “You understand?”

I obviously shake my head, why wouldn’t I? He’s threatening to harm my new found family and I don’t want him to go anywhere near them. Just like, I don’t want him finding out about Maisy and her life. I don’t want any of my shit affecting her life any more than I already have.

“Tomorrow we leave for home, so get some rest.” He orders.

I will not go back there with him, but of course I don’t say that. He’s threatened my friends and family.

“Anyway, there’s nothing left for you back with The Kings.” Demon adds, “Now that your boyfriend’s dead.”

My heart feels like it is being squeezed and has stopped beating. He can’t