The Drakos Dynasty - Book 3

17 - Retribution

Rayne was laying on her cot in clean yoga pants and tank top with sports bra underneath. She had been laying there for over an hour unable to sleep. It was cold and damp inside the cell but she hated the blankets and how itchy they were.  Flopping on her back she stared at the ceiling hoping to find some sort of relief in her boredom.

 Many thoughts of late were on her family. Today in particular, her mind was on Zane much that day. Zane was turning out to be quite a strong young man but Rayne was concerned that after the loss of his father to the same demise she now lived in could be detrimental. She was gone and he was the lil dragon in charge. Tears profoundly started to fall down the side of her face. While it had only been a month’s time, it was long enough to feel herself starting to fail in the coldness of the space. While there had been so much discord in past years currently, they had such love and affection within the household, Rayne was feeling extremely lonely. She missed personal contact with her family. Hopefully, Miranda was taking them all under her wing and helping each of the Drakos men through this hellacious nightmare. Pulling her from the oratory in her mind of what she hoped was happening back home, there was a knock at her door.

 “I am not getting up. I hurt and I won’t move. Come in Jonas. You have my word.” She groaned.

The door swung open with strange force. She knew immediately that wasn’t Jonas. Likely the drunken asshat Jaxx. The one that was supposed to be her family and had betrayed his brethren.  She couldn’t fathom the desire to work for one side of the mob knowing when his family’s side found out he would likely be killed.

Jaxx was the lowest of the low. He was always trying to touch her inappropriately. His stench always reeked of alcohol and made lude comments that turned her stomach. Rayne was not nearly the gorgeous woman her husbands blindly said she was but evidently Jaxx wasn’t getting any at home. He was constantly trying to get her to succumb to giving him a free s****l ride.

 “Wow, that is an inviting site. Next time take off you pants and spread it for me. I would like that so much more.” He was high and drunk. It was obvious.

 While Rayne knew while in this inebriated state, she was able to out muscle and out run Jaxx, he never worked alone. His sidekick Brandon was always sober and close by egging on the shenanigans Jaxx started. Rayne had been on the receiving end of many of these egging on.  One time he egged Jaxx into nearly raping Rayne. Jaxx was so high you could tell he wasn’t thinking with even an iota of rational thought that day. Jaxx was on top of her and was hard as a rock ripping her out of pants when Jonas arrived for his shift. Jonas had honestly arrived just in time to stop it. Brandon took a solid punch in the gut from Jonas for his participation and Jaxx passed out.

 There had always been one cardinal rude and that was Peterman didn’t want her touched. Thankfully, Jonas was a rule follower. Rayne constantly prayed he would stay that way because she didn’t want to have to bite off someone’s d**k just because she needed to save her womanhood.

 “Go f**k yourself Jaxx. Because you can’t have any of this no matter how much you want it.” She said sitting up to face him, Indian style.

 “One day b***h, I will have my chance and you will know what part of the family is really the best in bed.” He sneered

 She rolled her eyes and lay back down. “Stand there and jack off thinking about what you can't have or get out Jaxx. I don’t have the need or want to outwit you again today. I am tired and you bore me.”

 He evidently was more angry and high than she anticipated. The guttural growl as Jaxx walked towards her was primal.  He was over her on the bed pinning her down before she had time to react. She fought but he was dead weight and twice her size.

 “You sure about that doll. I might make you come just by kissing you. I am that good you know.”

 In an attempt to get free she brought her fists and legs up in random movements to pound away at him. She grazed his nuts with her knee and he bellowed placing a hard slap on her face. Brandon came in and handed him a prod.

 “Not man enough to beat me without an outside weapon Jaxx?” She took all her might and shoved him backward causing him to fall off the bed and on to Brandon. She leapt up and ran for the open door. The pain and stiffness took a quick toll causing a momentary wince in pain and the few seconds opportunity for Brandon to get up and catch her by arm just feet away from the door. He flung her to the left with all his strength and she went flying into the concrete floor.

 Jaxx was standing and fuming in her direction. Brandon made an advance in her direction but Jaxx held up his hand and pointed for Brandon to get out.

 “This b***h is mine.” Was all he said heading for Rayne with heavy steps.

 She stood and winced once more before shaking it off and preparing her stance to fight for her life and her womanhood.

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 The outside of the compound was dark save the lights near the two guards. The four men Eros sent rushed the front door and took out the two men in nearly thirty seconds. Before they were finished Kristos was grabbing the key card off one of the guards and swiping it to enter. He pulled the door open and shown his phone light inside. It was dank and quiet. The sound of the door opening reverberated down the hall.

 They entered and walked as stealthful as possible down the corridor. Each corner was check thoroughly as they pressed forward with the map they had drawn. Coming to the end of the main hall they could either go up or down. Looking at one another they decided to split. Two guns and Dimitri and Darius up and Kristos and two guns down. They all elbow dabbed and headed their prospective directions.

Dimitri lead the party upstairs. It seemed to be full of viewing windows for lower cells. There were two sides, one on the left and one on the right. This once was some sort of detention center or one hell of a porn dungeon. Dimitri smiled at the thought. It was a welcome distraction to the matter at hand. Coming to the end of the left hall there were two doors. One on the left. One on the right.  Dimitri readied to take the one on the left and Darius the one on the right. The hired guns prepared by counting to three and swinging open the doors one at a time.

Dimitri found his room set up like sleeping quarters and no one inside. He searched the room and found a picture of a family and some other personal effects but nothing concerning Rayne.  He tossed the photo on the floor and backed out of the room quietly. The hired gun closed the door slowly with much silence.

 Looking at Darius he nodded. One. Two. Three. And the door swung open. Inside was something surprising. Clothes and items that belonged to Rayne were hung around the room. Her rings were on the table near the door. Her underwear neatly folded and some other clothes next to it. Darius grabbed her shirt and took a whiff. It was newly washed. She had to be here somewhere. Heading back out they closed the door slowly and as quietly as possible.  Turning to head the direction that they left Kris, there at the middle of the hall halfway down stood Peterman. His hand was on the wall and he was smiling.

 “Guess you weren’t planning on paying up after. I will deal with you later. But now I am going to f**k that w***e you both want so desperately and then kill her. Don’t worry. I will let you out when I am done so you can see my handy work. “Hitting the pad on the wall a grated gate started to fall from the ceiling.

 Dimitri rushed forward and got close enough to run into the gate. His guttural growl was heard throughout the entire floor.

 “Tsk tsk, such anger issues Dimitri. See you soon.” Peterman said walking away.

 Dimitri bellowed in anger and shook the gate. His irritation was at its highest point. He had to get through the walls. As Peterman disappeared, the two hired guns pulled out two mini torches and started working the fire through the gate. Minutes were ticking away and Dimitri was like a caged animal. Darius was using everything he could to try and break the glass to one of the cells. Thinking if they can drop down, they may get to her faster.