Series: The Rossi Crime Family Series by J.L. Beck
Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 45032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45032 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
“Its fine,” she murmurs right before I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder.
“We’ll unwrap and look at it later.”
I carry her down to the basement, moving quickly down the stairs. She tries to hold on to my shirt to stop bouncing on my shoulder so much, but when I set her down in her cell she still looks a little dizzy. I pull the burner phone from my pocket and hand it to her.
“I need to go.” I’m trying to rush out but Violet stops me.
“Wait, are you… are you coming back tonight?”
“Yes kitten, I’ll come and get you after dinner.” A small smile tugs on her lips and I almost kiss her, but then I remember that I really do have to go. Closing the heavy door behind me, I start to speed walk up to the first floor.
Thank fuck Rossi isn’t there yet when I enter the room. Six guys are already sitting around the conference table as I take my usual chair, next to Rossi. I glance over across the table at the empty chair where Yulie usually sits and hope the fuck no one knows he was here last before he went missing.
Actually, I hope no one even knows yet that he went missing, though if they don’t know by now, they will today.
“Anyone know what this is about?” I ask, breaking the heavy silence in the room.
All six guys either shake their head or murmur a “no”. After my question we resume to sit in uncomfortable silence. All the guys are clearly on edge, not knowing what is going on, myself included. I usually don’t get worried about shit, not until now… not since I have her to worry about.
The door open and Rossi walks in with one of his personal guards. “Hello gentleman.” He takes a seat at the head of the table and wastes no time explaining why we are here.
“My idiot sons have finally figured out that I am not dead. They attacked my private estates last night, burning it to the ground and I doubt they going to stop coming after me now. I need everybody on high alert. Keep your ears to the ground and make sure my name is kept out of everything... as always.” His eyes scan the room and land on Yurie’s empty chair.
“Where the fuck is Yurie?” He asks into the room. When noone answers he just shrugs. “That cocksucker is probably passed out drunk in his sex dungeon,” Rossi chuckles and half of the man join in.
“Alright then… I just wanted to let you know that I will be laying low for a few weeks and only a handful of people will know where I am. If you need anything ask Ivan or Yurie, whenever he sobers up and feels like being useful.” another round of low chuckles fill the room.
“These will be all. I’m afraid I have a plain to catch.” Rossi gets up from his chair, buttoning his suit jacket up.
“Sorry your house burned down, boss,” Derick calls from across the table.
“Don’t be, the house didn’t mean shit to me. I am however disappointed that I didn’t have time to enjoy that virgin pussy I had tight up on my bed. What a waste, she was a fine piece of ass… you’ve been down to see the girl going to the net auction?”
“Of course, it’s the only kind of window shopping I’ll ever do,” he snickers and I have the urge to shove the pencil on the table into his eyeball.
“Well if you’ve seen number five you know what I had laying in my bed. It was her fucking sister.”
“No shit?”
“Yes, a real waste I didn’t get to play with her for a bit before she died. Oh well, there is always more pussy to fuck.”
Fucking christ.
Violet’s sister is dead. As if she doesn’t have enough to deal with. Now this? It’s like a bad hand of poker and she just keep drawing shitty cards. One shit card after the next. How am I going to tell her? Fuck! No… telling her would just make everything worse for her. There is nothing anybody can do now to change what happened. Telling her would only cause her more pain.
“Ivan, walk out with me.” Rossi drags me out of my thoughts. He makes his way towards the door and I get up, shoving the chair away. I follow Rossi outside until we are in the hallway and out if earshot. “Ivan, you’re going to be one of the few people who actually know where I’ll be. I hope I can trust you with this.”
“Of course, always…”
Chapter Twelve
Violet
My hand throbs all day and I have half a mind to take one of those knockout pills, but then I remember how vulnerable that would make me. I’ll take the pain in my hand over being rapes while uncontios any day.