Alexzander

Demons

THIS CHAPTER HAS MAJOR CONTENT THAT WILL SEND SOME READERS WHO HAS PTSD, INTO AN ATTACK. THIS CHAPTER IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART, IT TOOK EVERYTHING IN ME TO EVEN WRITE IT AND THERE WILL BE MORE CHAPTERS LIKE THIS AS WELL. SOME WILL BE MORE WORSE THEN OTHERS, SOME WILL BE LIGHT AND OVER IN A FLASH. THIS CHAPTER IS MEANT TO BE THIS GORY, IT IS MEANT TO SCARE YOU AS WELL. PLEASE DO NOT FLAG MY BOOK, IF YOU GET ANXIETY ATTACKS EASILY PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS BOOK, BECAUSE IT WILL CAUSE SOME READERS WHO HAS ANXIETY TO HAVE A FLARE UP.

*YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED*

As I placed her small form on my bed, I pulled out my phone and walked into the hallway not wanting to wake her up, because I know she'll have a pounding headache. I waited for him to pickup, after the third ring. I heard his low gruff voice, sounding a little tired. "Landon its Rex get here now, I don't have tim-

I heard her yell, cutting me off.

"N-no f-father please no!"

"What the f**k was that?" Landon asked me with shock in his voice.

I couldn't even respond to him, because she screamed once more and this time it sounded more like she is being beaten. I growled in anger, "JUST f*****g GET HERE NOW"! I Yelled at him and hung up. As I placed my phone back in pants pocket. She screamed again.

"Please don't, daddy please stop. Nooooo!" I heard her loud voice cry, I quickly opened the door and what I saw ran my blood cold. I couldn't move, my mouth just hung open. Her small arms in the air, acting like she was trying to push someone off of her, her legs kicking up. I quickly snapped out of it and made my way over to her, I tried to grab her hands but she just straight up bitched slapped my ass into next week. I felt my nose starting to bleed, I got angrier and finally gripped her small wrist in my hands. I quickly straddle her hips, I could feel her bucking underneath me. " Skyla! Skyla!" I yelled her name, shaking her a little. I watched as her body came to a holt. Her arms dropped and her hips stopped bucking underneath me, I watched closely as her eyes started to open slowly. She blinked a few times, and just stared up at me she quickly closed her eyes once more. I heard her whispering to herself. I found it cute, but I can tell she was hoping it was just a dream.

" I'm just dreaming, I'm not really hear. Once I open my eyes and count to 3 he'll be gone and I'll be at home." She whispered to herself.

I watched as her eyes slowly opened once more and, she looked shocked at first and then with an ear piercing scream. She bucked her hips once more taking me off guard, I flew towards the ground. I heard her feet made contact with the hard wood floors, and rushed towards the door. I quickly jumped up and ran after her, I was so close to grab her arm but she turned around so fast and jabbed me in the f*****g eyeballs. What person does that s**t!? I thought as I grunt in pain, my palms went straight to my face. I heard the door whip open, her small feet paddling along the floor of the halls. I quickly ran after her, she doesn't know her way around. I didn't let any of my guards know I have someone here. Damnit they could and hope they don't but they can and will shoot her and ask questions later, I ran faster as that raged in my head. I heard a loud uff coming from a man and a loud ear piercing scream. "W-what the hell, who the heck are you little girl." I heard a male voice asked her. I yelled as loud as I could. "STAND DOWN NOW, DO NOT HARM HER!" I yelled out In the hall. I heard my guard yell out a yes sir, I turned around the corner and saw her in his grasp. She was fighting tooth and nail to get out of his hold. She finally took her other hand and just suckered punched the s**t out of his crotch. I hissed in pain for the poor man, he instantly lost his grip. He fell on his knees holding his crotch, she started to run once again. But I finally got ahold of her wrist before she could pick up speed once more. I threw her over my shoulder, her large breast pressed against my back. Her large tight plumb ass stuck out in the air, her small fist pounded in my back. "Once Max gets back here, tell him to meet me in my office and got get some ice for that as well." I said to my guard Vinny who was trying to get off of the ground.

"Y-yes sir " he said in a pained voice.

"Let me go, put me down. I'm not a bag. But me the hell down now!" I heard her yell. "If you keep moving like that Skyla, I'm too going smack your ass. So I suggest you shut the f**k up." I said through gritted teeth, I was livid. She f*****g jabbed me in the eyes and boy they still hurt everytime I blink. Having to run through my halls at this time of night, and top it off her f*****g head is bleeding again, where the f**k is Landon? I thought to myself as I walked into my office. I made sure to lock the top dead bolt, I knew it will be hard for her to reach. She is so freaking short it is not even funny, I tossed her onto the couch in my office. I made my way over to the liquor cabinet, and poured myself a shot of vodka, I downed the first two and then just poured a glass of bourbon. I walked over to my desk and sat down in my white black leather chair. I took a sip, never taking my eyes off of this woman who I want to yell and protect at the same damn time. But I could understand her way of thinking, I just wished she never jabbed my eyes, I can still feel her finger nails. Ugh I through my head back closing my hazel eyes, taking a deep breath. I finally open my eyes once more, setting my glass down on my iron desk as I cleared my throat.

"Do you know why you are hear Skyla?" I asked in a deep tone. She shook her head no, I wanted a verbal response. "Use your words Oshla." I said through gritted teeth. "N-no, why am I here?" She asked as her eyes found mind.

"You will not be going back to your father's house, and after you passed out. You hit your head pretty badly and you need stitches, also I think you might have PTSD from um, the abuse?" I stated in a soft tone. I watched her face go into shock, her small tight hand went up to her forehead, and flinched from the slight graze from her fingers. Her bright blue eyes shown fear and sorrow. Like the gears in her head turning a mile a minute. Trying to figure out how to get out of this situation, but there is not a-way out not now and not ever. She may not know it right now, but she is mine now and soon she'll figure it out.

I watched as her eyes scanned the room in awe, like this is the first time seeing something so pretty. Has she not looked in the mirror? Because she is drop dead gorgeous. She slowly stood up, I could tell her head is hurting but she hid the pain, she slowly walked over my large book case. Her fingers glazing over the spines of my book collection, I watched as her fingers stopped on an old history book. The book that held all the answers to all of my secrets to my underground work, I quickly stood up and walked over towards her. She didn't see me walking her way, but I stopped and picked up another history book, which actually held true things about other countries histories. I stepped a little closer towards her and she froze. I slowly took the book out of her hand and handed her the other on in my hand.

"Here I think you'll like this one better, since it is in english." I said lying true my teeth. She looked at me and gave a light thanks and walked back over to the couch I placed her on, I strolled behind her. Taking a seat next to her. I felt her tense beside me, I took a deep breath in and slowly let it come out.

"Wh-why are you helping me?" She finally broke the silence with her strong question. I took another sip of my drink and placed it on the coffee table in front of us. I guess I'll tell her the full story, if I want her to trust me that is. "Because this whole situation reminds me of my mom. I could see the confusion on her face. But I continued anyways.

"My father would beat my mother and my brother and I, Max is my brother." I stated before she could even asked. "He would beat my mom the most, one day my brother and I came home from school and my brother was 15 and I was almost 19 at the time, I saw him standing over her unconscious body. His hands were dried with her blood, I lost my s**t and." I paused to look over at her, she was watching me closely. I saw sorrow and sadness in her eyes. "Next thing I know I was pounding his brains into the concrete flooring. I heard my mom's screams, begging me to stop. My brother held her back, I heard his soft cries. But he wasn't crying for that sick piece of s**t, he was crying for our mom. I couldn't hold my anger anymore, so I stormed out of the house. I ran into a few ally ways and took my anger out on a random person who may or may not even needed to be beaten to death by my hands, I just couldn't stop it. Once I came too from my rage, I noticed I killed a young man. Looked to be same age as me at that time, but this man wasn't just a man. He was the same man that once tried to r**e my late sister." I spoke and looked over at her, I could see the gears turning in her cute little head. But before she could ask about my sister. I sighed and continued. "My little sister, she was a bright young lady. She had bright future a head of her, but that all went down hill. Once she turned 13 years old, she walked home from school one day. Max and I didn't think nothing of it, it was like any normal day for us. But we were so damn wrong, the same guy I killed, before my sister's passing. I saw him holding Beloa against the brick wall, I rushed quicky over towards them. Even though he never got the chance to r**e her, but he now got the chance to stab her a few times before I was able to get to her in time. My father blamed my brother and I and our mom, that is why the whole beatings started. I was 17, Beloa and Max was a year a part. They where so close, and I can tell Max views you as our little sister." I stopped for a moment and slowly grabbed a piece of her long golden hair between my fingers. She was scared at first but eased into it, " I how ever view you more then a little sister, I view you as someone I know one day that I want to be wedded to." I say in a low soft tone. I could see her cheeks light up in a bright rosy color, her bright eyes bore into my own orbs. I bent down slowly, our lips almost touched. But of course nothing ever pans out the way you want it too. Because I heard a loud knock, Skyla jumped from the sudden sound. I gritted my teeth and slowly stood up and walked over to the door and unlocked the dead bolt. The door flunged open and in came Max with a beaten and bruised Charlie. I heard a loud gasp. All three of our heads shot to Skyla, she was just as shocked as Max and Charlie are. What really cought my eye was the way that creepy fucker kept staring at her with his eyes. I gripped his hair tightly. "Max shut the door and dead bolt the top lock, and Charlie if you keep looking at Skyla like you are undressing her with your eyes. I'll personality pull them out of their sockets." I gritted out

" Why is he here?" I asked as I went back over to my desk.

" Remember when were found out about last year and had to k- I mean hurt some people?" Max asked. I rose my brow for him to continue, I knew we had a mole. Just didn't know who? "Charlie here is the f*****g mole brother, you asked me to only give him a beaten for sexually harassing our female staff and customers. But this little pu-, I mean b***h started talking about how sorry he was and I don't understand at first but then I put to and to together and he spilled his guts. So I thought you wanted to have a little chat?" Max asked, one thing about my brother is, he is respectful of his language around women. I noticed Skyla started to squirm, my eyes followed hers. Charlie was looking at her short legs, peeping up at her skirt. I slowly stood to my full height, I was pissed beyond recognition. I gave a small apologetic smile over too Skyla, at first she was confused until horror took over her face. I didn't want to show her this side of me, but she needs to know who I truly am. I rather not lie to her, because this is me. The real me, I would never hurt her in anyway, shape or form. Max looked taken back by my horrid actions. Charlie screamed in pain his voice echoing in my office.

I bent down to his level, and spoke in a soft deadly tone. "Charlie did you not heed my first and only warning, or did you think I was bluffing when I said I would pull your eye ball from you skull?" I said as I roughly pulled my thumb and pointer finger from his right socket, a loud popping sound filled the room. I gripped my knife in my other hand and cut the tendons from his eye, I cleaned the blood off of my knife on his clean white shirt. I spoke with a deadly tone, I even saw Max shutter in fear and knows I'd beat his ass but I'd never kill him or even do this to him. "Open. You're. Mouth." I gritted through my teeth.

I heard a soft voice fill the room, I almost forgot she was in here.

"P-please Re-Rex don't make him." She stuttered. I could see her visibility shaking, her eyes widen in fear. I took a deep breath slowly releasing it. "Skyla, please be quiet and sit still. Cover your ears and eyes baby." I said in a soft tone, I saw her shake her head no. I was starting to lose my cool, doesn't she know I am doing this for her? I thought. "Max hold this, I'll be right back." I said as I handed him Charlie's eyeball. He made a face of pure discussed but did it anyways, a few gagging sounds came from him. I slowly walked over to her, she cowered in fear. I bent down to her level, I placed my blood covered hands on her thighs. She slightly flinched in fear but I just ignored it, I need to send a message to everyone in this room and to the rest of my men as well, Charlie boy here is going to be a prime example for everyone who works under me and my partners as well. "Skyla, I don't want to harm him. But you see he has done some pretty f****d up s**t more then I have, one thing I hold vaule in is trust and honesty. If those are broken then everything falls apart and I cannot have that happen. I've already warn him plenty of times, but being a mole is only redeemable by death. The last straw was when was trying to look up your skirt. So you see baby, I am overly done being nice to people who do not need it. You do not need to fear me, because this will never and I mean it. This will never ever happen to you, I would never hurt you in any shape or form." I spoke lightly before standing up and walking over to Max, I opened my hand and he placed the eyeball back into my palm. " Open your mouth mole." I demand him, I heard him whimper in pain and from fear. What a f*****g p***y. I thought to myself, "Are you not going to open? Did you forget how to speak now?" "Here let me help you out." I spoke in a deadly low tone. " You better have a tight grip on him Max." I said. "Yeah I do, just don't get nothing on my damn shoes, I just bought these." He said, I gave him a go to hell look and bent down. I pulled my knife back out of my pocket, slowly reopening it again. " Either you open up your mouth on your own or I'll do It for you." I said he hung his head low, I felt my lips curved into a sadistic smile. "As you wish." I said with an animalistic dry laugh, I placed the tip of the knife to the side of his cheek. His right eye widen at the contact, he already knew what I was about to do. I pushed the blade deep within his cheek, I sliced towards myself. His screams of horror filled the room, it looked kind like an off brand of the joker scars. I pried his jaw open with my blade, his mouth open slowly. I shoved his eyeball in his mouth. "Eat" I commanded him, I watched as his jaw moved up and down, I heard the popping sound of his own eye. I hear Charlie gagging, he quickly swallowed the contents of his own body. "Max call a guard to come in and take him to the cellar once the doc gets here tell him to come here first and then the cellar." I said he just nodded in an discussed face. He went towards the door, and yelled for Vinny, I turned towards Skyla who just stared in bewilderment. Her wide blue eyes shown true horror, tears streamed down her rosy cheeks.

"Okay thanks Vinny, come on in doc." I heard Max say. Next thing I know I heard a loud scream and she just threw up all of her stomach contents and passed out on the couch. I heard the doc sigh.

"Holy freaking s**t Rex, what did you do to this poor girl. Did you make her watch what you did to charlie?" He asked in a slight uneasy tone. I just shook my head yes and explained the whole situation to him. He did confirm that she has PTSD from her father, and that he'll give her pain meds and some stitches. I went back over to my chair and watched him work on her, my heart felt heavy and I had guilt flowing through my veins. I should have never made her watch that. But she needed to know who I truly was, and it was her choice to get to know me now. I won't force her but I'll force her to stay here so I can protect her. I would never let her go back to her father's house. I thought as I rubbed my hand down my face, I looked up and saw he was already done. I watched Max paid Doc and he left, "You know brother. You are an ass hole for making her stay and watch that." Max said before leaving. Yeah he was right about that.. I sighed once more, I was about to get up but I heard my phone ding. I slowly turned it over to see an unknown number that had texted me. But I already knew who it was....

"I have not forgotten about her, I'll have her back soon enough." The text read.

I quickly texted him back. My last nerve is shot.

"I'll be ready, try me if you have the balls too." I texted before throwing my phone onto the chair beside me. I quickly got up from my chair and walked over towards her sleeping frame. I picked her up bridal style and carried her back to my room, I slowly opened the door and easily sat her down on my bed. I ran my hands over my face and noticed that my hands still have blood on them, I walked towards my bathroom and detached myself from my clothes. I waited until the water ran warm, I stepped in and watched the once clear waters now held a slight rose color. I scrubbed my body clean of the blood and watched my hair as well. As I closed my eyes and let the waters cascade down my body. I heard a light thud, knowing she is awake. I thought to myself, as I turned the water off and placed a towel around my hips. I quietly opened my bathroom door and stepped into my room. Her back was towards me, I cleared my throat and she spun around so damn fast that it almost scared me. She stopped dead in her tracks, like she was caught reaching in the cookie jar at night. She quickly hid her hands behind her back, I could tell she is hiding something from me. "What are you doing Skyla?" I asked in a low soft tone.

"U-um nothing?" She said but more like asked. I took a step forward and she took one back.

"What. Is. In. You're. Hands.?" I asked this time in a dead pan tone. Her arms quickly came in front of her, and she held out a gun. I almost smiled, but I held it back. Because I knew for a fact that gun had no bullets in it. I thought to myself. "Give me the gun Skyla" I said more like demanded from her. She shook her head no, and c****d the gun. I stopped dead in my tracks, because I heard the bullet load and now I was confused to where she got the bullets from.

"Where did you get the bullets Skyla?" I asked in a soft tone

"Un-under the bed in a brown box." She said lightly.

I walked straight towards and gripped ahold of her small wrist, I aimed the barrel of the gun right below my heart.

"If you think you can pull the trigger then do so, or just give me the gun instead." I said in a flat bored tone. Her bottom lip tremble in her own actions, I hate to see her in this state and I hate myself even more that I have caused this to her.

"I never wanted you to have to see this side of me Skyla, but you need to know who I truly am. Like I said before I would never and I mean it, I would never lay my hands on you, I would never hurt you, I would never torture you either. You are MINE and only mine, after what I heard from you what your father did. It made me want to protect you even more so, please try to understand baby girl that I only do these things to show you that I can and will protect you no what the cost, either it be my own life to save yours or my men's life. But you will never have to be afraid to go out side and have to look over your shoulder. You ever have these marks on you ever again." I said as I gently grazed her small face with the pads of my fingers. "I want you to choose of your own free will to want me, even if you don't want me. I will never kick you out or give you up to your father, you may think I am a crazy bastard Skyla. But please do remember I am going to protect you at any cost." I said as I let out a small breath, her eyes watered with unshed tears. She let her arms fall by her sides, I gently took the gun from his hand and placed it on the nightstand.

"Go take a shower and once you are done we'll go get something to eat, we can't go to a dine in restaurant at the moment because your pos father is still looking for you. But I am solving that issue as we speak, but once you are out, I'll let you choose what drive threw restaurant we go to. How does that sound hm? I asked her, her bright blue orbs shined for a quick moment before the sadness over powered them once more. She shook her head yes and gave me a light smile. "Now go and I'll wait here for you." I told her as gently pushed her towards the bathroom.

I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and called Max, while waiting for him to answer I placed the gun in a tall area where she could not see or no about.

"Do you know what time it is Rex?" Max asked annoyed.

"Wanna try that again, but without the attitude?" I gritted out.

I heard a light sigh from his lips.

"What do you want brother?" Max asked.

"Did you put out a hand hunt for Logan Walters?" I asked as I sat on the edge of the bed.

"Of course, I'm not an i***t ya know?, But you should know something thought Rex." Max said with another annoyed sigh.

"And what will that be?" I asked

"He has connections with the NY Mafia, even though he doesn't know we own the NY Mafia. Seems like he owes a few thousand dollars to our underling Marcus. Just so happen that a little Birdy gave a hint to him, and Marcus said he'll handle the rest and let us know what happens and if he comes in to pay." Max said with an out of breath voice. I rolled my eyes at how childish he can be at times and it slightly annoys me, but I can't complain. He's never had a true childhood growing up, I've made him grow up fast with the line of work I do. I let his antics slide most of the time. " Give Marcus the go ahead to capture Logan, and tell him if he f***s up. It will be his head and I mean it Maxwell make sure he understands the assignment Max." I said before hanging up the call.