Sins and Scars (Sinners Book 1) (19 page)

“A table of some sort. I don’t really know.” She whimpers. The door opens and I hear booted feet coming towards us before the door slams shut.
 

“Looks like your finally awake Stavros.” A hand grabs me by the neck and forces my head upright. For the first time since being in here, I can see in front of me. Flint has a wide grin on his face as he looks over at Harlyn. “She sure is prettier than I remember. You know Stavros, I remember being jealous that a crazy mother fucker like you could pull this hot little number, but now? Not so much. If she likes crazy, I can show her even more than you ever did!”
 

He lets go of my neck and I can’t keep my head up, so it falls back down. I try to watch him as he makes his way towards her. He grabs her face and runs his tongue down her skin. I try to jerk my body out of the restraints, but they don’t fucking move. Clenching and unclenching my fist, I try everything I can think of but it’s no use. “A deal is a fuckin’ deal.” I grit out. His laughter fills the room, and I hear her soft cries again.
 

“No one ever said I was good at keeping my word.” I hear a crack of what sounds like him hitting her, and her crying out in pain. When I finally get my head to turn towards her again, I see the fresh blood falling down her face.
 

“I’ll fuckin’ kill you.” I grit out. I thrash as much as I can against the restraints again, but I don’t move.
 

“Looks like you won’t be doing much of anything, Stavros. I can’t wait to hear her screams fill up the room. And maybe I’ll even let you see how much you took from me.” He grins and pulls something out of his jeans before coming back over to me. “I know how much you like this knife.” He shows me the blade to my knife before he runs the sharp edge across my skin. My skin burns as he slices me open. I grit my teeth, but don’t give him what he wants.
 

He wants me to beg him for my life, but I won’t. The longer I hold out, the safer she is.
 

When he doesn’t get the reaction he wants from me, he wipes the blood on my jeans before making his way out of the room. The door slams shut behind him and I finally hiss out under my breath. “Fuck.” The more lucid I become, the easier it is to get my head up and look around the room. The cement walls make it hard for anyone to get to us, and I can only imagine where this fucking place is.
 

“Harlyn.” I groan.
 

“Stav.” She whimpers. Closing my eyes for a second, I try to keep my voice even.
 

“I’ll get us out of here.” I vow. I’ll do anything to save her.
 

“I don’t want to lose you.” She whispers. Turning my head towards her, I look over her body. This time she has a hole in the jeans she’s wearing and I know he ran my knife over them.

“Harlyn, I know I was a shitty man for you, but just know that I will give my life to protect you. I love you baby and nothing will ever change that.” I hear her choke out a sob and I hate that I’m the reason she’s even in this mess.

“I love --” the door slams against the wall, and I watch as a few of Flint’s men come walking into the room. One walks over to Harlyn, and I try to struggle again, but it’s no use. I hear the fuckers snicker, but I don’t give a fuck. I want to get that bastard away from her.
 

Before the door shuts again, I see Flint make his way inside. He comes right at me and puts his fist into my stomach. I let out an ‘oomph’ and try to suck in a breath. I feel blood start to pour from where he sliced my skin, but I don’t let it affect me. I watch as they all start to gather around me.
 

“Turn the table. I want her to watch.” They start to turn the table and I finally get a good luck at Harlyn. She has a cut by her eye, and it’s bruised. Flint better hope I don’t get away from them. I will make him and every other fucker pay for even touching her.
 

He grabs the knife and walks over to her. I watch as he puts the blade to her throat and memories from the past flood my head. My vision starts to go hazy with thoughts of the last fucker who put a knife to her throat, and what I did to him.
 

She whimpers as he pushes it into her skin and I clench my fists.
 

One of the guys grabs a blow torch and walks over to Flint. He whispers something to him and I see Harlyn’s eyes widen. She looks at me and fear takes over her features. One of the other’s comes up with a metal bar and I already know what they plan on doing. Harlyn gives me a terrified expression and I have a feeling that she knows exactly what they are going to do to me.
 

Dumb fuck number one lights the torch, and Flint takes the bar from the other and grabs a glove, pulling it on. He takes the torch and gets the bar as hot as he can before putting it near Harlyn. Tears start to stream down her face and I yell out, “So help me fucking God, if you touch her with that I’ll hunt you all down and gut you like fuckin’ pigs.” Flint grins, walks it over to me, and touches it to my ribs.
 

The searing pain of the hot metal has me gritting my teeth and gasping to catch my breath. The pain is almost unbearable, but I would rather take it than let him hurt her. “Stav!” She cries out. When he pulls it off of my skin, I drop my head, and breathe harshly through gritted teeth. “Stav!” She cries out again.
 

When I look up at her, I can see all the emotions running through her pretty features. She has tears streaming down her face and she tries to hit the guy next to her, but he ends up backhanding her instead.
 

The blow torch starts again and I watch as the metal heats up to an angry red color. Once it’s done, he presses the metal into my skin under my left pec. I grunt out in pain and I see my skin burn, and practically melt around the metal bar. The smell of burnt flesh fills my nose, and all I can hear is Harlyn’s screams.
 

“Stop! Please stop!” she cries out. My eyes meet hers and I can see the pain in them before I pass out from the excruciating pain ripping through my body.

A slap to the face brings me to. Looking around the room groggily, I see a few of the men from earlier. When I look up, I see Harlyn curled into a ball on the ground. She isn’t moving and I have no fucking clue if she’s alive or not. The door opens and I hear someone walking towards me. When I see them finally walk around from behind me, I see a small table being set on the floor next to Harlyn and a tattoo gun being set on it.
 

My eyes follow the man and I watch as two men pull her off the ground and sit her in a chair on one side of the table. Her eyes meet mine and this time she isn’t crying. “As cute of a thought it is that she has your name tattooed on her, I think it’s quite shitty. If I decide on keeping her alive after I do away with you, I want to make sure that she knows that she doesn’t belong to you anymore. I’m going to make sure she knows she belongs to me.”
 

He grabs her wrist and sets it on the table and the guy starts the gun. “Don’t fuckin’ touch her.” I growl. He looks between us before he whispers something in her ear. Her body turns ram rod straight and she looks over at me and pleads with me to stop fighting. “Harlyn, don’t let him.” I demand.
 

“I have to.” She whispers brokenly. He grins at me and motions for the guy to start, but I thrash against the table again.
 

“No you don’t! You can fight him baby.” She quickly shakes her head no and I watch as she gives the guy her wrist. “Harlyn don’t!”
 

“He’ll kill you if I don’t.” A tear slides down her cheek, and she looks away from me as the buzzing starts. Closing my eyes, I can’t watch. The metal bar that is across my chest leaves no room for me to move and my legs are shackled to the bottom. My wrists are shackled into place, too, or I’d fucking strangle the bastard if he got close enough.
 

By the time he’s done with his little show of ownership over Harlyn, he walks back over to me. “She sure does look better with my name on her body.” He puts his face in mine, and I hit him as hard as I can with my forehead. He stumbles back and then walks over to her and grabs her by the neck. He brings her closer to me, and I want so bad to reach out and touch her.
 

“Do you want to watch me fuck her?” she whimpers and I just watch her. Her eyes land on the burn on my side and then moves to the one under my pec. Tears fill her eyes and she reaches out to touch my skin. Her cold hands are like a shock to my system and I want to break both of his hands for even touching her.

He pulls her away from me and I struggle against the restraints. He pulls my knife out and brings it to her neck again. My eyes follow his movements and someone hands her another knife. She shakily takes it from him and I watch as Flint whispers something else in her ear. Her eyes snap to mine and they widen. She looks terrified, and I just wait for him to say something.
 

“Go ahead bitch. Just remember what’ll happen if you don’t.” Her naturally tan skin pales, and she looks at me with remorse.
 

“Baby, look at me.” I whisper. Tears start to fill her eyes again and I nod at her. “Do it. It’s okay.” If her doing this saves her life, then I’m okay with it. She closes her eyes and presses the knife to my stomach. Her lips trembles and I want to take away all her pain, but I can’t. There isn’t a damn thing I can do for her right now. She pushes a little harder and I feel the blade start to sink into my skin.
 

Clenching my fists, I suck in a breath and wait for it to be over. When she pulls the knife back out, I feel the warm trickle of blood as it starts to cover my skin. Her eyes scan over my stomach and she cries out. “Again.” He demands. She shakes her head no, but he grabs her hand and forces her to stab me again. Her body is hunched over mine from the force he used to push the knife into me. Her tears fall against my naked skin, and she wraps one of her arms around my neck.

“I’m so sorry.” She sobs. I try to swallow, but my mouth is dry. All I can feel is the pain as it radiates through my body. Her lips press to my neck and she’s pulled away before I can say anything to her.

Standing about ten feet from me grabbing Harlyn by the arm, I see Flint motion for his men to take their turns. I take blow after blow on my ribs, my face, and my chest. Every hit to the face feels like it breaks a bone, but I don’t make any noises unless it’s to breathe.
 

Harlyn begs them to stop, but nothing she says gets the blows to cease. They want to see how far they can beat me down before I give up. But what they don’t know, is that I would do anything to make sure she lives through this. A boot to my chest knocks the breath right out of me, and I feel my body start to shut down. The monster in my chest is begging to come out to play, but I couldn’t let him free if I tried. Staying alive is the only thing I can do right now.

She breaks free from Flint and starts hitting the guy that’s about to kick me in the stomach again. He wraps his arms around her and pulls her into his body. “I’m not afraid to give you a little something.” He thrusts his hips into her body and she gets pale. She kicks her leg and nails him in the dick, causing him to release her. She runs over to me and wraps both arms around my neck, and cries on my shoulder. Her face buried in my neck.
 

“Stav please don’t give up. Save us. Please.” She begs. I turn my head to kiss the side of her face, and see Flint watching us. He doesn’t let his men come near us, for once. I know that they are going to do something to her for attacking that bastard, but I can’t bring myself to worry about that when I have her body so close to mine. I know that it won’t last long, but any moment I can get with her before they end my life is worth all the pain.
 

“I love you Har. Never forget that.” She nods her head against my neck, but doesn’t move. “Romeo and Nikolai will find you and save you.” Her head pops up and she looks into my eyes.
 

“No.” she shakes her head. “No, you’re not leaving me. Not now. Not after all of this.” Flint pulls her off of me and forces her out of the room with him. Her screams are heard throughout the concrete room, and I can’t imagine what he’s doing to her right now.
 

My bare feet are put into buckets of water and I watch as they bring over what looks like a cattle prod. Flint comes back in the room with Harlyn, and this time, she looks out of it. Her eyes are half way closed and I can only imagine what they gave her. He sits her on the ground by the wall and her eyes meet mine. They widen a fraction when she sees what they’ve done. Flint grabs the cattle prod and starts walking towards me.
 

As soon as it touches my skin, I feel the jolt of electricity run through me. Every muscle in my body contracts and I hold my breath until he pulls it off of me. I gasp out a breath and my heart is racing. I’m not sure how much more of this shit my body is going to be able to handle. I just fuckin’ hope that Romeo and Nikolai find her before it’s too late.