Page 39 of Retribution
Movements behind and to the side of the crowd caught my attention. The men were gathering for the take down, it was time Luca ended the fight. Luca lifted himself in the air and came down with his knee on the man’s crown, knocking him out cold. I’d never been so damn proud of a man before.
Chapter 23
Ciara
I moved to the back where our men were gathering. Someone pushed a weapon into my hand. Luca flipped over the ropes and rushed over to where we were, as chaos ensued.
Confused patrons scuttled away, trying to leave the underworld, which was now blocked off by armed guards. Santiago’s men were disarmed and cordoned off into a chamber. The guests were ushered into what appeared to be an office and guarded by our men.
Santiago was nowhere near the arena, but we found a room with computer monitors which indicated he had been there earlier and had watched everything on screen. After the chaos calmed down somewhat, Luca and I met in one of the passages.
The door that prevented us from entering Santiago’s main domain looked like a vault door. The men contemplated setting explosives to it but was unsure how it would affect us. Our locksmith started working on it in an attempt to open it without damage.
“Come with me,” Luca urged, grabbing and pulling me by the hand.
We found a small dark compartment that wasn’t big enough to be used for anything, except maybe a chair. Luca pushed me up against the cold damp crusty wall, covering me with his body.
“What are you doing?” I whispered, his dick pressing into my belly.
“You’re so hot in this dress,” he murmured.
“And you were so freaking sexy in that ring, I wanted to fuck you right there.”
He captured my lips, sliding his tongue along the ridge of my teeth before thrusting it into my mouth. I whimpered as my tongue was made captive. His tongue stroked mine, sending electric bolts through my body.
I fumbled with his belt while he hoisted up the skirt of my dress. He then placed his hands on my ass and lifted me to fit with his hips. I wrapped my thighs around him as I guided his dick into my already wet pussy.
“Hmmm,” I hummed, as I felt his dick slide into me.
Our mouths joined together again as he made quick easy strokes, fucking me hard against the wall. Our kiss muffled our grunts and groans as our orgasm came quickly and fiercely.
* * *
Explosives were used to blast the wall, which had been our last resort. As we went through the hole, we encountered numerous shots. A few of our men were hit with minor injuries, as we infiltrated Santiago’s fortress.
We moved along the wall, taking out Santiago’s men as we went. Some from the first batch were killed, others injured and a few surrendered. Santiago second battalion met us with smoke bombs and gunfire. A few more of our men fell.
“We gotto keep against the wall and keep an eye out for any movement. Let’s stay together,” Luca advised us.
We waited until the smoke cleared to move again. My dress got caught in something in the wall and I stopped to free it. When I looked up Luca and the men had gone ahead without me. I hurried ahead, only to be met with the nuzzle of a gun aimed at my neck.
“What have we got here?” he said. “You must be the one who killed Micheal.”
“And you are?” I twisted around, the cold metal of the gun now at my throat. I reached down and touched my stiletto. “I need to see my killer.”
“Nah, Santiago wants to do it himself.”
“Wow, I am dying to meet him.”
I withdrew my hand from my blade and allowed him to nudge me forward. We went in a different direction from the men, and I knew Luca would be pissed he lost me. I could have easily cut this man’s throat, but he was taking me to the Boss.
Santiago was in a room with stacks of cocaine on a table, along with money, paraphernalia, books, and a laptop. The space was large and able to hold at least three dozen people.
“Hi,” I greeted upon entry. “Santiago, right?”
“You’re cheery for one who’s about to die.”
I scoffed, looking at him. He was unlike the photograph I saw. His head was now bald, a short beard and a square face with dark beady eyes.