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Wiping the blood trickling from my mouth, I glare at him. “Did you enjoy that?”
He tries to say something, but I don’t give him the chance.
I kick him in the balls so hard he yelps and crouches over.
I snatch a fistful of his hair, because I want him to look me in the eyes when I say this. “I really hope you did, because that’s the first and last time you ever fucking put your hands on me.” Snickering, I add, “On second thought, that baby dick of yours probably didn’t get the full message.” I strike him in the balls again and he howls. “Did you feel that, bitch? Or do I need to get a magnifying glass and burn it—”
The sound of my door flying open cuts me off.
Oakley storms into the room like a hurricane. He quickly scans the scene, his hard stare darting from Stone to me.
His gaze narrows on my mouth, and then all hell breaks loose.
His voice is a lethal low rasp, shaking me to the core. “I’m go
That’s the only warning Stone gets before Oakley pushes me out of the way and charges him.
The only thing I can hear over my erratic pulse is the sound of Oakley’s fist flying into Stone’s face repeatedly, as if it’s his own personal punching bag.
They grapple for a moment, but Stone has nothing on Oakley and it’s not long before Oakley has him pi
Shifting so he’s on top of him, one hand wraps around his throat while the other continues taking jabs at Stone’s bloody face.
Stone tries to get some leeway, but it’s impossible because Oakley’s strikes are filled with so much venom, I can practically taste it.
And then I realize, Oakley wasn’t kidding before…he’s actually going to kill him.
Oakley halts his movements momentarily, but only so he can snatch Stone’s arm and bend it at an abnormal angle.
Seconds later, the sharp snap of bone assaults my ears. It’s immediately followed by the sound of Stone screeching in pain.
“Oakley, stop,” I scream.
Not because I give a fuck about Stone, but the last thing I want is for Oakley to go back to jail.
It’s like he doesn’t even hear me.
He goes back to punching him with so much vigor I’m surprised Stone’s still breathing.
It’s only when I scream at the top of my lungs that Oakley suspends his swings momentarily.
“Stop—” I start to say again, but Stone takes the opportunity to punch Oakley in the head.
I can tell the move takes him by surprise, but he doesn’t let it deter him. He seizes his leg next and begins twisting…
Until he starts violently shaking.
Oh, God.
Three things happen in that moment.
Oakley starts seizing.
Stone picks the knife up off the floor and plunges it into Oakley’s side.
And my brothers walk in.