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Anja's POV
I remained very still while this woman, light skinned, long spiraling curls, put some brown lipstick over my lips. She painted my face while Roche stood at the door of the office I was brought to watching her closely. I had been taken to the very hotel this party was supposed to happen at. I was seated in a chair in what looked like an office. The door had a rectangle shaped window in it to see out of. This must have been Pettigrew's office.
I was trying not to worry. Axel and the others should be on their way soon. I just knew it. The woman in front of me looked nervous, doing her best to smile when we made eye contact.
"You have such beautiful skin." she complimented. I smiled in thanks at her.
"No talking. Your job ain't to run your mouth." he threatened and she just looked down nervously before nodding. They had already stripped me of the clothes I came in and now I was in some white lace panties with a green silk robe over me, nothing underneath. Once she was done, she was kicked out and a part of me wished she was allowed to stay. Roche closed the door behind her and now looked at me with a smirk, his eyes rolling over my body as he approached me. I leaned back more in my chair watching as his legs forced their way between my legs so they'd have to stay a part. He was as tall as Otto. I hoped the two met and Otto could blow a hole in his face.
"I actually hope the boss doesn't want you. You and I could have a lot of fun." he said sadistically and I just swallowed now at his words. His hand raised to touch my face and I just shook now and looked away not wanting his rough hands on me. The door opened again and in came Pettigrew.
"So let's run by your story again." he said. Roche moved out of the way as he took his place. He arched a brow looking at me as if he liked what he saw. "You came here from New York…"
I nodded.
"Yes. Never had a real home been wandering mostly. My travels brought me here with a few clothes that I had. I don't have a car or money so when I found that house empty, I just went in. I needed a place to stay. There was no one there. I swear." I explained. The two men glanced at each other now and I had hoped they believed me.
"Well guess it don't really matter now. We got a fresh and very hot new body to bring in more money." he concluded before standing up and smirking. "I think I'd like to savor this one for myself after the party. Make sure she doesn't go nowhere."
I swallowed some and watched as he moved to the door and opened it. He then looked at Roche.
"Don't go doing nothing to her now. I want her exactly how she is." he commanded and the large man nodded.
"Of course." he assured, but once the door closed he just smirked down at me and I didn't like it.
Normal POV
After an hour of driving, the car was parked across the street from the hotel. The day was starting to end, but it didn't seem very alive just yet. The guests weren't here yet. It made no different to the Swedes. Their mission was to kill Thomas Pettigrew, anyone who stood in their way, get their girl back and get out of here today. They had grabbed the weapons they needed and sank the rest in the ocean before coming here so the high-tech weapons wouldn't be found. They just frowned at the place for the longest moment eyeing the top. Like most whore houses they had to kill people in, the whores were at the top while parties and festivities were at the bottom. Axel looked at the windows for a long moment to see if he could somehow get a glimpse of Anja somewhere in them, but he saw nothing. He looked at his brothers and nodded.
They got out of the truck, moved around to the back and grabbed their already loaded weapons. They walked across the street, eyes dead as their first mission together. People immediately moved out of the way and ran the opposite direction. Three white haired men, with black guns people couldn't even comprehend entered the hotel. They raised their guns to the men in suits inside and before the screaming could begin, the firing drowned it all out.
Anja's POV
I sat in this chair wandering what was going to happen. Pettigrew returned and motioned for Roche to leave and he nodded moving outside and closing the door behind him. I just sat there looking at him with tense eyes as the older man approached me.
"I decided I think I'll have a small taste of you before the party… you know to hold me over." he said. "Now, if you be a good girl for me, and make me feel good, I can make sure your stay at my brothel is very comfy. You'll be very well taken care of." he said approaching me now and placing his hand under my chin to hold. I whimpered some in response and watched as his other hand began to play with his pants. The hand that held my chin started to pry my mouth open. I was stiff as a board at this point. He had just gotten his stubby soft cock out before suddenly there was a loud roaring noise coming from outside. We both looked at the door in utter confusion at the loud noise.
What the hell was that? Pettigrew was tucking himself into his pants when the door opened. Roche was standing there with a gun, his eyes wild.
"Stay in this room!" he demanded and shut the door. Immediately Pettigrew moved to lock the door as the noises began to sound familiar to me. I slowly stood up in utter relief as I knew what was happening. They came, they're here. We could see men with guns running down the hall toward the loud noises. Pettigrew pulled out a gun himself and looked at me pointing it at me.
"SIT THE FUCK DOWN!" he yelled, and I just yelped and sat down quickly. He turned back to face the door again and as he did I began to look around the room now for something, anything to take him out. I would not let him take me hostage before one of the boys if they found us. I noticed a sharp letter opener on his desk. The gunshots were loud enough that he didn't hear me move to the desk, swipe it, and sit back down hiding it in my robe sleeve.
Normal POV
The halls were painted red with blood as the boys made their way up the stairs. Anyone they saw, came tumbling down the stairs after their body was filled with led. Sure they were using weapons that no one could defend against in this time, but they weren't trying to fight fair right now. They reached the first level where two men in suits were rounding the corner their guns up. Otto took them down easily and they kept moving. Those who stayed in their rooms were spared. A heavy set man with a machete was rounding the corner.
"Come on you fuckin' sons of bitches!" he roared. Oscar put his gun down and rushed him now, pulling two hunting knives from his jacket. The man swiped at him, but with his heavy arm Otto was able to dodge the blow before jumping on him, implanting the knives on either side of the large man's necks. He gurgled immediately as he fell back. Two other gangsters came out of a room with their pants down and guns in their hands.
Axel already took aim and fired their bodies flying back in the rooms. A woman screamed in response. He picked up Oscar's gun and threw it to his brother who caught it after putting his knives away. By now the rooms were emptying of people. Oscar remained in the back to watch his brothers back, while Axel led the charge up to the ballroom. He kicked the door open and looked around. The room could fit maybe fifty people. It was very nice and set up.
Just as the brothers got to the middle of the room, the doors on the other end opened and in came men in only for the brothers to aim and fire. They fired on men, they fired on women. They were seeing red and they didn't care. As they moved down the large hall, some of the doors opened and the boys raised their guns only to pause as they saw black women, both naked and half naked screaming in the hall. Axel looked at each of their faces to see if one of them was their Escort. He grabbed one of their arms and immediately she begged for her life.
"No no please!" she cried.
"Anja, where is Anja!" he asked. She wasn't used to his thick tone or accent and just shook her head not able to understand. Axel frowned harder.
"New whores! Where new whores!" he tried to ask clearer. One of them understood enough and pointed to the end of the hall.
"The next floor in Mr. Pettigrew's office or with Roche, the big guy with red hair." she said. The brothers paid them no more attention and stormed down the hall. Otto felt fire burst through the back of his right shoulder and he grunted stopping immediately. The pain didn't faze him, but his brothers still looked at him with overall concern that he was hurt. Otto turned to face the shooter responsible and standing there was a large man with red hair. Roche. Axel looked at Otto and motioned for him to follow as the two left their brother to deal with his victim.
"Come on you fuckin' commie bastard!" Roche shouted as he raised his gun to shoot again, but Otto was faster, raising his gun and firing hitting the man in the knee. He yelled and fell to the ground. Otto approached him shooting his hand so he dropped his gun holding it with his other hand. Otto was on him fast, as he raised his gun, aimed and fired, the man's head bursting like a balloon. Otto's other shoulder jerked back as he felt fire explode in his shoulder again and looked at his shoulder to see he had been shot again. He then looked up to see two men trying to fire on him but their guns had jammed. Shot twice, oh he was livid. Otto tucked his gun back inside his jacket, yelled hard and just rushed the two men tackling them right back down the stairs.
Axel and Oscar climbed the stairs shooting at the men who fired down on them above. Each shot hit their target and their bodies rolled down the stairs. The just stepped over them as if they were of no concern to them. Once they reached the second floor they noticed many people were running past them, men not wanting to die after being with one of the girls. Black women ran from the rooms trying to get out of the way so they wouldn't be killed. Both men grabbed a girl who ran past them trying to see if they were the face of their Escort, but it wasn't. They could hear firing coming from below them and Oscar looked at Axel who nodded. Oscar ran back down stairs to help Otto.
Axel was fine being by himself. A man came out of an open room holding up a gun, but Axel got him right between the eyes. Just as he finished killing him, another man tackled him, pinning him to the wall and getting a punch in to the side of his face, making him drop his gun. Axel didn't even look phased. He rammed the heal of his palm into the man's face, blood spewing as he heard his nose crack. The man yelled out before the oldest Swede grabbed his arm, and with his other he forced his palm into the arm cracking the bone. The man screamed louder and Axel just took hold of his face before snapping his neck. The man dropped to the ground and Axel picked up his gun and held it back up in position. He moved through the hall once more before suddenly he heard gun shots coming from the distance. He looked up more alert now as he ran down the hall rounding the corner.
Anja's POV
The gunshots got louder and sounded even angrier. Pettigrew kept looking through the window of his office.
"Come on someone tell me something! What the fuck is going on!" he asked. I took even breaths wondering if that window could show him my reflection from behind. I had to take the chance. I stood up quietly remembering the ranger, Otto shot with my hands. I see him smile with pride and kiss my cheek. I see Oscar's fingers curled in mine as we licked our juices off each other then us holding each other in the dead of night. Even Axel's rough stare before they become soft as I near him. My fingers touching his lips softly. They were all risking their lives for me and I was just sitting here. No I couldn't just sit here and do nothing. I had to be swift for I only had one shot. I wasn't wearing shoes and I remember my feet made no noise on this carpeted ground. I removed the mail opener and just approached him quickly and before I could think, I had the knife in my hand and I roughly imbedded it into the back of his head. He groaned out hard, his hand reaching up to the ceiling and firing as many shots as he could. It was loud but none of it hit me. I just pushed my body into his so the mail opener would go deeper into his head. And it did.
Hot blood poured over my hands and I quickly just pushed him out of the way of the door, the knife still in his head. I panted heavily looking down at the body. My first actual kill. I looked at my hands and they were shaking mildly. I looked around and found some silk handkerchiefs on his desk. I moved over to the and picked them up hurrying to erase the blood from my hands. I bit my lip hard trying to calm myself before remembering that I was now officially. I needed to get out of here.
I moved back to the door only to pause now at who I saw coming around the corner of the hall carrying a very large gun. Axel was looking around before finally seeing me. There he was, a small cut on his face, but still standing there. Strands of his hair was out of place as if to show how unhinged he had become to get here. He took a few steps closer, his eyes almost watering some as he saw me. I just smiled, my breath trembling now as I couldn't believe he was here. He had found me. He moved up to the door with great speed and I backed away as he kicked it open before dropping his gun to the ground. I just stood there as he came up to me and in seconds, our hands gripped each other's necks before our lips collided with each other in a kiss so passionate it almost knocked my soul from my body.
Yes, his lips were the same as six years ago, hot and gentle. My entire body leaned into him as his hands wrapped around my hips to pull me to him. My hands gently caressed his cheek as our foreheads now pressed to each other.
"Are you hurt?" he asked lowly and I shook my head.
"No." I replied and he looked me over before looking at me with worry.
"Did any of them…" I knew what he was asking but still I shook my head looking to the ground at Pettigrew's body.
"He tried to, but I killed him before he could." I replied. His hand caressed my cheek now running through my curls as a sigh of relief escaped him.
"We have to get out of here. More men will come." he said. I nodded and he took my hand and grabbed his gun before leading me from the room. I let him lead me where he wanted to go. There were bodies everywhere and I did my best to just keep my eyes on his white hair. We moved down some stairs and into another hall before going down another flight of stairs. God there were bodies everywhere!
The walls were smeared with blood and brain matter. Lord have mercy.
"What happened here?" I asked and Axel glanced back at me shrugging.
"Carnage." he replied. I wanted to ask, but now was not the time. I had noticed all the firing had stopped and now we were in what looked like a party room, but it was a complete massacre. Bodies were completely decimated in here. But standing in the middle of it all were Oscar and Otto covered in blood. They turned and looked at me stunned, and I smiled at them and ran over to them, stepping over bodies to get to them as they did the same. They reached to me and pulled me into them. They hugged me tight and I looked up at Otto as we shared a soft kiss before turning to Oscar to do the same. Axel approached and I leaned back to look all three of them over. I was glad they were okay before my eyes met Otto's shoulders. There was a bullet hole in each shoulder. I just looked at him fear in my eyes.
"You're hurt." I said and he shook his head.
"I will be fine." he assured and I just nodded and both boys just took my hands and pressed it to their lips kissing them before rubbing my palm against their cheeks as if missing the feel of my skin. I smiled and placed my palms to their cheeks before looking at Axel who just nodded pulling out my phone.
"Our mission is done. Take us to the farm, we grab our things and go." he said. I nodded and he just leaned in and kissed me warmly and with all of us touching, I closed my eyes and we disappeared from this place.