“This was pulled up from an old home video,” I murmured, almost conversationally, as I pressed a button.
The light, innocent giggle of a four-year-old girl – his girl – filled the room.
“Nice, isn’t it?” I asked as the recording came to an end.
For the first time since I walked in here, Nagel Vale cried.
Fuck. That was epic.
“I’ll have that play every hour, until the day you breathe your last in this cage. Alone and abandoned.” I whispered into his ear, “Just to remind you what you lost. And what I can still take.”
There was silence. And I let it sit for a little while, just so he’d absorb and digest all he’d just seen. And he was taking it all in, jus
Ty I liked it.
“Hungry?” I asked with mock sweetness, tilting my head slightly. But he looked away.
“Don’t worry. Your meals are timed. Twice a day. Dog food and bread soaked in blood. Some mold, some shit, but all authentic. The very best, Sourced from the same slums where you fished your girls.”
He retched.
“I know, I know,” I mocked. “You’re used to filet mignon and underage flesh. But we’re running a different menu down here.”
I stepped back and gestured grandly.
“This is it, Nagel. Your world now. You’ve got no walls to scream against and no fresh bodies to sell. No hope at all
“You’re not dying today. No… that would be mercy. You’ll sit in your filth, starving on scraps, pissing where your sleep with just enough breath left in remember every girl your destroyed.” I grinned.
“You used my girl’s mouth like a tool. Shoved your cursed cock down her throat and made her take it. You treated her like a product. Then what you call them, right?”
I nodded toward the cage, “Now, you’ll learn what shelf life feels like.”
I snapped my fingers, and my men grabbed him.
They shoved him into the cage and slammed the door shut.
I crouched to meet his eye through the bars.
“You thought you were God.” I paused. “Turns out, God didn’t show up.
…I did.”
KESTER.
I looked at my watch for the thousandth time before returning my gaze to her sleeping face. The doctor said she’d be out for nine hours… And yet here I was, nine hours and twenty-two minutes later, and she still hadn’t opened her eyes.
I made sure not to waste a single second in all my dealings today, just so I could be on time.
But this? This shit was driving me out of my fucking mind.
“What the fuck is going on?” I turned and whispered to Norlan, who stood beside me with his arms crossed. ‘Get the doctor.”
He didn’t reply. Instead, he just nodded once toward the bed with this smug-ass grin.
“The fuck is funny? My brows pulled tight. I was two seconds from ripping into him when I heard a soft, ethereal voice whisper my name.
“Kester…
What. The. Fuck.
Did I just hear right?
My knees almost buckled.
I immediately jerked in the direction of the voice, and instantly, my eyes became blurry.
Fuck.
They say men don’t cry?
Whoever came up with that bullshit had clearly never been in love-real love. The kind that carves into your chest and makes you feel everything too loud, too deep.
Because I cried.
I fucking cried.
And here I was again, breaking all over… for her.
“Shit. Baby…” I stood up from the bedside where I was sitting and pulled closer. “Kasmine. Baby. You’re up… I was shaking. God, I was trembling.
My hands were shaking so bad that I almost missed when I reached for her.
God, was this real? I smiled as I touched her… Her face. Her hair. Her arms. Her goddaifin body. I wanted to make sure this wasn’t some fucked-up hallucination.
“Kester… Kes…” Her voice trembled, and I saw her eyes dart around. The beeping machines. The IV. The white ceiling.
I sat very close to her and gently led her into a sitting position.
I cupped her face in my palms, guiding her to look at me, “Hey, baby. Look at me…” She was panicking, “You’re safe now, baby. You are.”
She was shaking. Tears started to pour down her face. “They… they…” Her voice broke. I thought I was going to die, Kes. I thought- She sobbed, and 1 swear to fuck, I felt the need to add some toppings to the punishments those bastards were already going through.
Shhhh… No, no, baby, I murmured, leaning in close. “You’re safe now. Do you hear me? I’ve got you. No one’s going to touch you again.” I pulled her into my arms, rubbing soothing circles on her back as I planted kisses on her shoulder, her hair, her ear… ‘Baby… This would never happen again. I swear, I’ll protect you with my fucking life.”
Oh, God…” She sobbed even harder, her whole body quaking.
I swear to God, this won’t happen again, I whispered. “You hear me? I will fucking destroy anyone who so much as thinks about laying a hand on you,
She let out that broken, heart-wrecking kind of cry that pierced my soul. I felt the pain deep inside my heart, but I had to ground myself… For her.
‘I’ll protect you with everything in me, baby. Everything,” I said into her hait.
After a moment of breathing in my scent, she was able to calm down. It helped her a lot. Her eyes were red and swollen. She looked pale and malnourished.
*Kasmine… Welcome back to us, honey.” Norlan came closer and pulled her into a hug. She wrapped her arms around his waist as he gently parted her head, “We missed you.”
She nodded before pulling away.
“Where is Mum? Dad?”
“Mum stepped outside to take a call. She’ll be…” I was saying when the door slowly pulled open.
“Oh, my God! Baby! Jorja rushed forward with her outstretched arms. ‘You’re finally up…”
And… There goes another round of tears.
KASMINE.
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