He winced and swallowed thickly. His eyes flicked behind us toward the door. Slowly, he stood, and I knew, I fucking knew he was going to try and make a break for it.

He shifted from one foot to the other, and then it was like something inside of him had been switched on. He scowled at Kylo and snarled, “You can’t do this. You won’t want to go to jail for killing me.” He laughed. “Then again, you’d probably like it, right? Like a good fucking up the ass. Bet your boy here does you good, you fucking disgusting piece of shit.”

Kylo raised a brow and asked, “You done?”

He spat to the side before calling Kylo every name under the sun. I listened, watching closely. The stupid cunt edged toward the door. We moved with him, letting him think we were so distracted by his words that he could just escape.

I wanted to laugh at him. Laugh in his face and then kick it.

Henry lunged for the door. Kylo dropped his cane, spun around, hooked an arm around his neck, and threw Henry across the room. He landed with a bang and moaned.

I stared at Kylo because that was fucking hot.

Kylo moved toward him with a limp. I hung back and let Kylo have his way until he needed me. With a strength I knew was fueled by his rage, Kylo picked Henry up by his tee and punched him in the face.

“That was for Samantha.”

He hit him again in the face before Henry could recover and snarled, “That was for me.”

Kylo dropped him. Immediately, Henry moaned and started begging again. With a fluid motion, Kylo pulled a knife out of the back of his jeans and unsheathed it. He threw the cover down, hauled Henry up, and pushed him up against the wall.

“You fuckin’ think you get to live in this world when you’ve done damn nothin’ but tarnish it?” He stabbed the knife into Henry’s side. Henry groaned and cried out. “You’re worthless. You’re nothin’. The best fuckin’ thing you did for me was give me over to Boom. Other than that, you’re a waste of space, and the world will be better without you.” He withdrew the knife and planted it in Henry’s thigh.

Henry’s screams were like music to my ears.

“Saint,” Kylo called.

“Yeah, babe?”

“Come have your fun before I end this fucker’s life. I don’t want to waste any more time on him.”

“You’re right. He ain’t worth it,” I said as I walked over. “Drop him,” I added.

Kylo did, and Henry fell to the floor, whimpering and moaning in pain.

Good.

Pulling back my foot, I kicked the motherfucker in the gut, the face, the legs. I wanted every inch of him in pain. Every fucking inch.

Panting, I crouched in front of him and gripped his oily hair in my fist, tugging up his head so he could look at me through his swollen eyes. “You know you’re gonna die.” His eyes flared to what they could. Fear rolled off him. He reeked of it. “You shouldn’t have come after him. You shouldn’t have laid a hand on him, or had those fuckers, who will pay in jail, touch him. Kylo’s ours. He’s Diamond, but more importantly, he’s mine.” I wound a hand around his neck and shifted him up the wall, so he sat on the floor. My grip tightened, cutting off his oxygen. He tried to fight, tried to pry my hand away, but I held on and watched him struggle until he near passed out.