Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

was not amused! He wasn’t into dudes and certainly not submitting to them.

“Kneel!” The man demanded, and even without help, Sin got into position. From here, another man entered the room. He was taller, more traditionally handsome. He didn’t even speak as the big-eared one started feeling up his front.

The hands were nothing like Phie’s soft ones. They weren’t hesitant or sensual. This wasn’t the way he liked to be touched.

After a few more weapons were taken, the dude moved to his back, pulling up his shirt to get at the razor knives he kept in a hidden sheath. It also allowed them to see his wing scars.

“Foster, you need to come see this.” The young man behind him said cautiously.

Sin didn’t have to wonder if they were talking about his scars or the amazing job he did on his weapon carrying implementation. No one ever saw the genius behind his designs!

No! They were way too focused on the unusual scar tissue that signaled the cartilage that had once been ripped from his back. Either that or the lovely scarification that he had performed on himself years ago. “Staring at deformities isn’t nice.” He complained, watching as the leader walked around him.

So, the guy’s name was Foster. He’d have to remember that. It might help in the future. And the guy needed to be killed. He was just way too cocky for his own good!

“Shit” the man muttered making Sin smirk. Yeah, they had messed with the wrong fucker. They didn’t even see the genuine sadistic delight that must have shown on his face. He really wasn’t the best at hiding his feelings.

I am going to rip the skin off your bones and feed them to your parents for breakfast, you little shits! Oh, that would be fun! Maybe he’d keep them alive and make them watch before slowly killing them. OH OH!!! Maybe acid would be interesting! They could scream as they were slowly eaten alive by it!

What is with your preoccupation on food torture? The Adrian part of him asked, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. Eating is what keeps us alive, and it’s sort of ironic that it is the way people die. He could feel even that moral Angel part of him hum in appreciation. It really was ingenious.

And he got so much pleasure from it!

“What should we do?” Big Ears asked.

“We take him. Angus mentioned that they were looking for Angels. This one will be good. We’ll get a reward for it. We will be one step closer to our goal.” Foster responded. But no, they would be one step closer to their deaths.

Another set of cuffs were slapped onto his wrists, as if two was better than one! His weapon harness was taken and then his shirt was dropped back to cover his scars.

Did they think that it would hide who he was? Or was it simply to keep attention from them when they took him outside. Surely they weren’t going to walk him out the front door. This might be a little town but surely people would notice!

Apparently they were smarter than he gave them credit for because instead of the front or the back, they took him up a hidden staircase to the main house. It was quant and quiet which was nice. Hopefully they didn’t kill the resident in order to do this little sting.

They took him through the kitchen to the garage where they apparently had a vehicle waiting. He didn’t know what he expected but the thing in front of him looked like a regular SUV. It wasn’t black and the windows weren’t tinted. He thought that they’d take a big white van, maybe. But certainly not this thing!

Maybe they did understand how to blend in. Go figure!

After loading him, a little roughly, into the back area they ordered him to lay down. The hatch shut with a bang, and Sin sighed.

He looked around, noticing that it was all reinforced metal. So, no getting out of it that way. He couldn’t even see the window, being caged in a tiny little place. It was warm and cramped and Sin was pissed!

So, he agreed to be taken, and to be experimented on. The Hunters had told him it as his first mission. But he never agreed to be put in a metal trunk and be felt up!

Gage had a lot to make up for! And Sin was going to make sure he paid it all in full!

The deal was that they joined and that one of them, specifically Sin actually, went on this mission to get inside one of the facilities. They needed more insider information and they couldn’t send anyone else. Apparently his love of pain and his pissy attitude were known throughout the Hunters and they were just waiting for a time to toss him to the wolves.

Thane couldn’t do it because they’d realize his strength and make it impossible for him to get anything. Not to mention that he wouldn’t talk enough to send back information!

And really he was the best person to keep Sophie safe!

And Phie would be protected as long as Sin carried out this ridiculous mission! He was going to be away from his sub for months and Thane got to have all the fun. They better still love him when he came back all damaged and weird.

Like you’re not damaged and weird now?

Maybe he’d come back perfectly normal. A church goer who never swore! That would be funny.

But as long as he did this, Thane and Phie would get to stay at the Hunters’ compound and be guarded. Then these men couldn’t get their hands of her.

Of course, it seemed now that they didn’t want her anyways. Apparently, they wanted Brooklyn dead.

Doors opened and then shut real quickly before the vehicle started.