King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter 132

Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Two
Sephie
Because we were still close to downtown, there was still traffic that we had to weave in and out of. I wasn’t sure how he was managing to stay conscious, but he was navigating through traffic like it was easy. We made it to the freeway and he accelerated up the entrance ramp.
I had a moment of relief, thinking we were safe now. Boy, was I wrong. We hadn’t been on the freeway for two minutes when three bikes appeared behind us. They got closer, one of them attempting to push us over. As he got closer to us, I reached out and tried to kick him. He faltered but didn’t crash. He came back for more, still trying to push us over. I waited until he was close enough that I could almost touch him and shot through his heart. Push us over now, bi tch. I looked back at the other two bikes. They fell back, but were still following us.
“Ivan, they’re still behind us. I can sho ot them, but there’s too many cars. I’m not going to be responsible for shooting an innocent person today.”
He nodded his head once, accelerating. “Hold on.”
I gripped him tighter as we sped away from the group of cars. His shirt was wet with his blood. Sh it. The road was mostly clear ahead of us. The two bikes following us also sped up, keeping the same distance. We pulled farther away from the cars. I looked back, trying to aim at one of them, but didn’t feel like I had a clear shot. I couldn’t see well enough looking backward to feel like I could actually hit one of them.
“Ivan, I can’t get a clear shot. I’m gonna ki ll someone else,” I said, starting to panic.
“Do you trust me, princess?”
“Of course. I trust you with my life. I know what you’re fighting right now to get me out of here.”
“Hold on and when I say, you sho ot left, I’ll sho ot right. Got it?”
“Got it.”
“Use the gas tank to brace against. I’m not sure I can hold us both.” I put my hand that was holding onto him on the gas tank. I felt him brake hard, pushing against the gas tank with all my strength to keep myself off him. As we slowed even more, he spun the bike around, facing the opposite direction. We were now facing the bikes that had been following us.
“Now!” I aimed at the rider on the left as he aimed right. We shot at the same time, watching as both riders fell to the ground, their bikes and their bodies sliding across the lanes of the freeway.
“I’m gonna have to give Stephen a high-five later for teaching you how to sho ot, princess.”
“Me too, Squishy. Me too.”

He spun the bike back around and took off quickly. He was flying down the freeway. I checked behind us frequently, but there was not a single car behind us. I’m sure we stopped traffic completely, which was advantageous.
Weissed the exit for the penthouse, but Ivan kept going. I knew he was on his way to the house. He’d been quiet. 1 worried about his losing consciousness again
ling in your body right now?”
“My heart is racing. Keep talking to me, please. It helps keep me focused. We’re almost there.”
I started rambling about anything I could think of, to keep him focused and more importantly, conscious. We made it to the exit for the house and I felt slight relief.
I was running out of things to talk about, and I blurted out, “do you think Adrik wants kids? Because that’s not possible with me. That’s why I hate doctors. A doctor took that choice from me.”
He was starting to nod, so I wasn’t even sure he heard me. We pulled into the driveway. Just a little farther, Squishy. He made it to the front of the house. I jumped off the bike and helped him off. I threw his arm around my shoulders, to help him walk up the steps. As we reached the landing after the top step, he stopped. He looked at me, with a serious look in his eye. “He loves you no matter what, Sephie. We all love you no matter what.”
I don’t know if it was this giant man, clearly battered, clearly struggling to remain conscious, stopping to reassure me or if it was him admitting that he loved me or if it was my adrenaline wearing off, but I felt hot tears just fall freely down my cheeks.
“Don’t cry, princess.” He pulled me to him, hugging me briefly. I felt him falter and then he slowly lost his grip on
consciousness.
“Ivan, no. Not yet. Sh it.” I said as I tried to keep him from crashing to the ground. I managed to get behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist. I used every ounce of strength I had left to help him to the ground as gently as I could manage. It meant that he was basically laying on top of me, but at least he didn’t hit his head again on the way down.
“This looks like a good place, Ivan. I agree. I feel like we should wait here.”
I checked his wounds, since there was really not much else I could do. The cut on his head was pretty good, but the one on his arm was concerning. “I’m not completely convinced honey is going to take care of that one, Squishy.” It was still bleeding profusely. Jesus, how much blood has he already lost from that? He’s like a superhuman if he stayed conscious this long. Super Squishy.
I tried to push him off me enough that I could get to my belt. I ended up laughing. He didn’t move in the slightest. I looked down. “Okay, so I’m just gonna borrow your belt for this. It’s not awkward in the least.” I reached down to unbuckle it, singing to myself, “not date rapey vibes here, not at all.”
I managed to pull his belt off and get it around his shoulder. I pulled it as tight as I could, trying to stem the bleeding. In the process of all that, his head had fallen over to the side. “That looks really uncomfortable Super Squishy. Let me help you with that.” I moved his head so he was leaning back on my shoulder. “Don’t worry. They’re going to be here any minute.”
I was quiet for a few minutes, trying to think of what to do. I didn’t have a phone. I had that disc thing from the glove box in my pocket, but that was it. I couldn’t get my legs out from under Ivan’s almost 300 lbs of pure muscle dead weight, so I was stuck here until someone else got here.
He started to twitch, mumbling quietly. I felt his body tense. I felt a pain in my chest, as I knew what he was going through. The darkness.
“Super Squishy, I’m still here. I won’t leave you, I promise. I’m right here, buddy. Just walk toward my voice.”
His body stilled, his breathing calmed down. I exhaled, starting to worry that they wouldn’t make it to me in time. He had lost a lot of blood. There was a puddle underneath us. I had slowed it with his belt, but not stopped it.
He started to jerk again, slightly,
Ivan, I’m here. I’m always here. I’m always going to be here. I just kept repeating that to him untill I finally heard a v
coming up the drive. I was half afraid to look to see who it was. I was mostly sure it would’ve been one of the guys, but it didn’t sound like their vehicles, so I couldn’t be sure. I took Ivan’s gun from the waistband of his pants, safety off, and held it against him so they wouldn’t see until it was too late. My back was to the driveway, so they would’ve seen me grab the gun I had, as I had put it in the small of my back in the waistband of my pants.
I heard the vehicle stop and the door open. “Okay, Ivan, this is either going to be really good or really, really bad. Wish me luck. I might be quiet for a minute, but I’m still here. Don’t go anywhere, buddy.”
Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Three
Sephie
I heard footsteps, then the voice I was dying to hear. “Sephie! Are you hurt?”
“Turns out it was really good, buddy. The day just took a turn for the better,” I whispered in his ear, squeezing him just a little tighter.
Adrik’s arms were around me in seconds. I took a deep breath, finally safe.
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