“Vincent, they’re here. I can hear them. Thank you so much, baby. I f**king love you.” Phoebe was talking over and over on the phone not stopping between each word.
Turning to look at her side she saw Phoebe collapsed in the doorway holding a phone to hear ear. She was crying, clearly terrified. The sound of the rumbling bikes coming to a stop made Lexie start to get off the floor. She was so terrified, and her hands were shaking. The tears were falling thick and fast. He’d taken Judi from her.
“Baby, did he f**king do anything to you?” Devil asked, helping her to her feet. Without thinking, she flung her arms around his neck.
“He had a gun. He’s got Judi, and he’s so f**king mad. I think he’s going to kill her.” The words poured out of her mouth one after the other. He pulled her back, cupping her face.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to her. I promise, baby, but I’ve got to go. I’ve got to take my boys and get her before he does something f**king stupid.”
She covered his hands where they held her face. Part of her wanted to beg him not to leave, but the sane part knew Judi would be dead if he didn’t go.
“I need you to be f**king strong for me and for little Simon.” He slammed his lips down on hers. “I’m coming back for you, baby. I love you.”
Lexie gasped. His lips were back on hers before she could say anything.
“Think about that while I’m gone. I’ve done my shit, Lex. I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be home from now on.” He kissed her again, pressed his forehead against hers, and was gone. She watched him walk away as Phoebe walked up behind her, wrapping arms around her.
“They’re going to get her, and she’ll be safe, honey,” Phoebe said.
She wasn’t listening. The only people she cared about were Devil and Judi. One moment they’d been laughing having fun, and then Rob had ruined everything.
He loves me.
Lexie couldn’t think about that right now. All she could think about was the danger he and Judi were in.
Vincent drove up seconds later. He ran toward Phoebe, pulling her in his arms. “Are you all right, baby?”
“Yes.”
Going back inside the house she pulled Simon into her arms, holding onto him, hoping and praying his father would be all right.
“Devil will get her back,” Vincent said, kneeling in front of her.
“I know he will.”
He rubbed her knee offering her comfort. It meant nothing to her. She smiled, wanting to go back to an hour ago when Phoebe suggested going shopping. If they were out then Rob wouldn’t have been able to target them.
“I know Devil. He’ll be back before you know it.”
****
The truck was in his sights. Grabbing his cell phone Devil dialed Jerry’s number. He wasn’t going to be handing the bastard over to him. Rob was dead from the shit he’d just pulled. Devil couldn’t wait to put a bullet in the bastard’s brain. His men were right behind him ready to die to take out this f**ker. Judi was their girl, their princess, and no one was taking her away from them.
“What?” Jerry asked.
“Rob’s taken my f**king girl. Judi, she’s not even eighteen, and he’s dead.”
He heard Jerry curse over the line. “Fucker. You sure it’s him?”
“Got her locked in his truck. I’m following him right now. Hurt my woman as well. That f**ker is not going to last the next hour. Do we have a deal on this?” Devil asked.
“Yeah, fine. Kill him and bury him. I don’t want him or his death anywhere near me.”
“I get the girl as well. She’s a Chaos Bleeds Princess.
Jerry chuckled. “Do what you want. I’ve got a feeling we’re going to do very well for business.” The line went blank. Pocketing his phone, Devil headed toward the truck. He watched Rob swerve from side to side. Devil didn’t get ahead of himself or put his boys’ lives at risk.
They’d been riding for the last four days apart from at night. After the confrontation with Snitch, working with Tiny, he was exhausted. All he had wanted to do was come home, wrap his arms around Lexie, and forget all about the f**king world outside. Instead, this drug dealing f**ker thought he could take Judi.
The last few days hadn’t put him in the best of moods, and all he wanted to do was hurt this f**ker who thought they could get away with taking one of their women. Judi was one of their women.
None of them stopped or gave any sign of letting up. Devil wouldn’t be leaving the truck until he had Judi on the back of his bike. Vincent would take care of his woman, as would Phoebe.
For over an hour they drove until finally, the truck pulled up outside of an apartment block. It looked abandoned. Climbing off his bike, Devil pulled out his gun and waited.
His men did the same getting his back.
“I’m pissed,” Curse said, standing beside him.
“Why?”
“All I wanted to do today was f**k the first willing woman who looked my way. Instead I’m following this dead prick around. It’s not a good way to relax.”
Nodding, Devil tensed as the car door opened. Seconds later he saw Judi kicked out of the van hitting the hard tarmac. A bullet would be too f**king easy for this f**ker.
Rob couldn’t be all that bright seeing as he climbed out of truck with a gun pointed at them.
“I don’t want to cause any trouble.”
“Think again, f**ker. You wanted trouble the minute you took her. I don’t back down from no one.” His aim was steady.
Judi screamed as Rob pulled her up by her hair. The action angered him all the more.
“She’s just a f**king whore, and she’s my little money maker.” Rob gripped her tit tightly. The pain showed on her face.
“Please,” she said, begging.
He ignored her. Devil needed to concentrate on the man holding the gun at her face rather than at her. Rob had pressed the gun to her temple.
“She’s my prized whore. My little earner. Men love her mouth, cunt, and ass.”
Devil felt sick. She was nothing more than a baby.
“Boss, end him,” Ripper said, walking up behind him.
“You’re not leaving here alive.”
“No? Then I could always take her with me.”
He saw Rob’s finger tightening ready to end Judi’s life. Devil reacted, firing his gun once. He was always a good shot, and in that instant he proved why. A single hole showed on Rob’s head, and he fell to the ground.