Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate Chapter 165

Briar

We had sent Lana to meet the others as they were due any moment. Meanwhile, Mazzie and I with Misty’s help trekked through the woods to start taking out the guards at the front of the property. Mazzie and I looked at each other ready to make our move.

“You're sure you can do this? Taking a life isn’t something easy,” Mazzie asked in a whisper.

“I’ve taken a life before, it's not something I’m proud of, but the alternative is not fathomable; I can do it,” I said. She looked at me surprised, I hadn’t told a soul about it, Misty had said she knew what I did, she had never brought it up in all the years we had been friends. She clearly wasn’t troubled by it. I’d done it to keep her and Cricket safe. Mazzie just nodded as I ran my fingers through my hair and shrugged out of Jake’s jacket to pull my tee shirt over my head. I had already done up my face, the goth look making me unrecognizable to these men who had never seen me up close and personal. I passed her Ole Betty and started walking up the road with a gun tucked in the back of my jeans. Industrial zip ties tucked into my jacket pockets, ones we had grabbed at the trucker’s stop we had gassed up at.

As I made my approach I relaxed my body and let my hips sway. I had to lure them in close enough. I waved at them as I approached, forcing a relieved smile on my black cherry lips.

“Hey!” I said as they each pulled a gun out, heads cocked wondering where this random woman dressed in black and leather had come from out in the middle of nowhere. Their eyes darted behind me as I began to talk.

“My bike broke down a few miles from here and my cell is dead, I’ve been walking for miles and I haven’t seen a soul, I just need to borrow a cell so I can have my brother come get me.” I said, holding my hands up at the sight of their guns. They looked at each other and shrugged.

“What do I get in return?” the blonde asked ruefully dangling a cell in the air. I pretended to bite my lip and think about it.

“Well I suppose a favor for a favor sounds fair enough,” I said batting my lashes, I even put the fake ones on for effect. The guns dropped to their sides.

“You sure about this Randy?” the guy with a shaved head asked.

“Yeah, I’m board as fuck, all the other guys are playing with that guy and we got stuck out here.” His gaze then landed back on mine.

“Come on over here sweetness and give daddy a kiss,” He said, unzipping his pants and producing his mediocre cock like it was a prize. I forced the bile down and instead gave him a smile that I gritted my teeth behind as I moved forward. I stepped up close and personal still giving him that smile and when I went to reach for his cock I gripped his ball sac letting my claw tipped nails sink into his skin as I shoved him against the vehicle and slapped my hand over his mouth. 

“One wrong move fucker and your gonna loose your balls,” I spat. Next I heard the click of two guns cocking simultaneously. 

“Not another move,” Mazzie ordered as she held the muzzle of ole betty into the back of the other guy’s head. “Now drop the gun,” she hissed. He let it drop to the pavement with a clatter. That's when Mazzie pulled the gun back and smashed him in the back of head with the butt of it. I took that same moment to slam Randy’s head into the side of the car. With both out cold we tied them up and gagged them. Once they came too they could link someone, we had to move fast and we did. The last thing we wanted was for them to come too and easily come up from behind while we were dealing with the rest. We dumped them in the trunk and headed through the treeline to get up to the house. With Misty’s help in my ear we made quick work of the men inside the house. Knocking them out and tying them up. The last guy I ended up using my knife from my boot as I slit it deep across his throat because I couldn’t risk him screaming so close to where the rest stood or sat around the deck or were perched in the yard waiting for Carter to come too. This one had surprised us walking in the back door as we regrouped, preparing to make ourselves known. We had taken down 14, with Carter’s 6 that was 20 men and counting left to go…