King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter 281

Chapter Two Hundred Eighty-One

Sephie

Ivan and I were left alone after Sal and Armando left the room. We had no way to know how long we’d been in there, as there were no windows in the room. It must be daylight outside by now. I had a dull headache starting from headbutting the guy that grabbed me off the bike and Sal’s weak punch to my face. Ivan, however, looked much worse than I did with the dried blood down one side of his face.

“How’s your head, Super Squish?” I asked in Russian. “Do you ever get headaches?”

He chuckled softly. “Nope. Well, let me rephrase that. I might get them, but I don’t know it when I do.”

I sighed. “That’s so useful.”

“Do you have a headache coming on, princess?”

I nodded my head. “It’s not bad. I think it’s more from when they grabbed us than Sal’s weak sauce punch. They slammed me into the car pretty hard,” I said. “I’m starting to feel it.”

what? Should I

probably turning pretty colors. I like to live

head at me. “If I haven’t told you this lately, your sense of humor makes life so much better.” I smiled at him. Just as I turned my head, I heard a beep in my ear. I looked at Ivan, asking. “is your earpiece still working?” He nodded his head. “Did you just hear yours beep? And follow-up question, why would they beep like that?” I asked.

connect. It means another earpiece just connected to ours,” he

throat and heard him exhale. “Good. We’re looking for you. Ghost is

now the question is how long has it been? A day and a

of the data

like days before someone came back into the room. Ivan and I had been quietly talking almost the entire time, mostly to keep each other awake and calm. The two guys that had grabbed us walked back in the room. They walked straight to me, cutting the restraints off my wrists, and pulled me

standing position.

Ivan asked. I could hear the anger in his voice. Everyone could hear the anger in his voice. The guy

his nose. The guy that had gone after Ivan went to punch me, but Ivan surprised him by standing up, still attached to the chair, and using his body to slam the guy into the ground. The guy I had punched had recovered and had pulled his gun. Once again, he pointed it

coldly. He looked at his buddy, who got up from the floor and grabbed my arms. He pulled them both behind my back, putting another zip tie tightly around my wrists. He pushed me toward the door, then turned to look at Ivan. “I’ll be back for

isn’t good. Armando looked pi ssed when he saw the blood on the one guy I’d punched. “Are you even capable of not hurting people?”

one that starts it. Tell your guys not to throw the first punch and I won’t break their nose,” I said.

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