Page 44 of Angel's Forever

My phone signaled that I had another message. I was just about to delete it when I realized it was from Nikolai.

Nikolai: Sorry, can’t talk at the moment. Too many ears around. There have been a lot of questions since Gino was found. You will have to just text me. What do you need?

Well, at least he was still alive. I had wondered whether anything would come of Gino being attacked, and now I had my answer. It could cause me issues, but I hoped I would be able to get enough blow to last me out for a while. I wasn’t using it as much as I had, so if I could get enough to last me a month, I should be able to see out my time here.

Me: I need some more blow. Enough for about a month. Can you work it out for me?

I hoped that he would be able to work this out because I was running low, and I wasn’t sure how many days I would be able to go before I lost my mind completely. I could already feel the urge to use again flowing through my body, the sweat and palpitation of my need already starting to build. It seemed to take forever for him to reply.

Nikolai: It might take me a little while. As I said, things are a little chaotic here and everyone is asking questions. I am trying to lie low now.

This could cause issues in many ways. I needed Nikolai to help me complete my plan. There was no way I could kill Ella. I might have been a monster in the way I treated her at times, but not a murderer. I didn’t have the stomach for that. I would leave that to the professionals, and Nikolai was the only person I knew who would help me. I just hoped he didn’t lose his nerve when it came down to it.

Me: Is this going to cause a problem with the plan? You know I need you here to help me when the time comes.

Again, it appeared to take forever for him to come back. I was beginning to grow impatient. I was paying him a lot of money to help me, so much so, I expected him to be on my beck and call. I didn’t care who he worked for, he was the one who approached me first to get me what I needed, therefore, he should have thought about what he was doing if he didn’t want to get involved.

Nikolai: Of course. You just tell me where and when, and I will be there. Where do you want to meet for the blow? I have it all worked out now. I can come today if you need me to.

Thank fuck for that. At least that was one thing off my mind. However, collecting it could be an issue. I wasn’t sure how safe it was to leave Ella on her own, and I didn’t really want her to come with me.

The only other option was to have Nikolai come to me. I knew he had found me the cottage in the first place, but he didn’t know exactly where it was, so I was suspicious of him coming here. However, I could get him to come close. The 7-Eleven parking lot was quiet enough, and it was only just down the road. I wouldn’t need to be gone that long. The fact that he was nearly five hours away meant he wouldn’t be here until nearly eight this evening. I was sure, given my plans for today, that Ella would be out cold, so I wouldn’t have to worry about her.

Me: When can you get to me here in Old Orchard Beach?

Nikolai seemed to be in a better position to reply this time, as it was almost instantaneous.

Nikolai: I can be there in just under five hours. Do you want me to come to your place? Give me the address.

Me: No. I don’t want to spook Ella any more than she already is. Meet me at the 7-Eleven on Saco Ave. Let me know when you are getting close and I will meet you in the parking lot.

Nikolai: Okay, leaving now.

At least I would be able to check that he was still good for the plan. It was far easier talking to him in person than via text. It also meant that I could finish the last of the blow I had before starting Ella’s torture.

I got everything out and placed it on the table. I lined up the last two lines, ready to take my hit for the afternoon. I needed to be high to do what I was about to do. There was no way I would do anything I had planned for Ella without this coursing through my veins. Without it, I saw her as a woman, and a gorgeous one at that. The kind that should be cherished and loved. However, high on blow, she was just the whore I had made her, to be used and abused as I saw fit. That was what I needed her to be right now.

I snorted the first line and waited for a moment before I took the second one. I sat the for a moment, my head resting on the back of the couch, my eyes closed, waiting for the bliss to kick in. As I waited, I went through everything in my mind. What I would do to Angel, my whore. How I would tie her up and hit her before fucking her senseless. If she was still conscious at the end of the first round, I would do it all over again until she eventually passed out as she always did.

Feeling her squirm and fight against me just made it all the better. I liked women who put up a fight. It turned me on so much more than the hookers who just opened their legs and asked for anything I would give them. Where was the interest in that? I could get plenty of women to do that for me.

No, Angel was the only one who fought me every single time. That was why I couldn’t let her go easily. I craved her rebellious nature. She may have been a trained sub, and for the most part, did what I said, but I chose to ignore her when she pleaded with me to stop. Fuck. That was something I would never want to lose.

I got up from my seat, feeling better than I had in a long while. My hand was shaking in anticipation as I placed the key into the door and unlocked it.

I opened the door to see Gaby sitting up with fear in her eyes. She had already guessed what was coming, and I wasn’t going to disappoint her.

I greeted her as I had done so many times in the past. “Hello, my Angel. Have you missed me?”

Chapter Twenty-Five

VIKTOR

WE WERE CURRENTLY ON our way up to Old Orchard Beach to get Gabriella from Vincent. My contact had managed to track Vincent’s exact location thanks to the messages I had been sending for most of the morning, some en-route. So, having sent the last message, we were only about fifteen minutes away instead of the five hours that he thought Nikolai was. I hoped that meant we could take him by surprise before he did anything to Gabriella.

It had taken too long to find them. Five days, she had been with that monster. I swore to God that if he had touched one hair on her head or hurt the baby in any way, he would die such a slow death. I was already craving to see his blood spill on the floor. My lust for death had awakened again when I’d killed Nikolai. I was looking forward to hearing Vincent scream and plead for his life. By the end of it, though, I could guarantee he would be pleading for death.

I knew I had to make the phone call to Nico, but I was so worried about what I would find when I got there, I had been putting it off for the past four hours. I knew as soon as I got there and hopefully rescued Gabriella that I would be too emotional to speak, so I finally pulled my phone from my jacket pocket and dialed his number.