Damaged Love (Bound Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

the hair and slams her head onto the table. She then pushes her onto the ground, straddles her waist, and pounds on her face. Reagan tries to block the blows, and VI moves to her ribs. VI hits her over and over. Finally VI gets up, grabs Reagan by the hair, and pulls her to her feet, dragging her out of the club. There is a crowd gathering and VI doesn’t want witnesses.
    I follow to make sure she doesn't completely lose all self-control. When I walk into the night air, I see her throw Reagan into her car. Yes, the little red car I saw that I thought was one of the bastards had traded their truck for. The one I saw when I was headed to the boat house to save VI.
    Of course this enrages me even more, but I hear VI say, “If you ever come near Kayla or Garrett again, I swear to God I will make your life a living hell. After what you allowed to be done to me, you're lucky I don't shoot you here and now on the spot!”
    “Garrett, will be my man again, you wait. He will grow tired of the used up wanna-be.”
    VI reaches into her purse and pulls out a Taser. Hell, I didn’t know she even had one. Before I can react, VI is touching Reagan with it. She starts burning the bitch’s chest screaming, “How the fuck do you like it you cunt? You stood there and watched them do this to me now it's your turn to live with scars. How does it feel bitch?” I have never seen VI like this.
    VI then turns and walks away. She spots me at the corner of the building and makes her way toward me. She breaks down and cries, “That bitch saw what they did to me and did nothing to stop them.”
    “Kayla, all she was after was getting Garrett away from you. She didn't care what they did to me or you.”
    “She's lucky I don't shoot her here on the spot.”
    I hold her in my arms and tell her, “She will get hers when the time is right, but right now is not the time. We need to pull ourselves together.”
    I give her a moment to compose herself. I see the fucking trick and I walk over to the car. I spit in the bitch’s face and pull her by the hair to look at me. When I see her face, I punch her five times and tell her if she ever lays a finger on my best friend again or let anything happen to her or even attempt to come near my man, she hasn't seen who the real threat is yet.
    “I'm the bitch not to be fucked with!” I slam her head on the steering wheel, knocking her out. I turn around and walk back to VI.
    I am thankful that no one is in the parking lot to see what has happened. I know where the cameras are and I hope that none of them are situated to spot that bitch’s car or record what has been done, but if so, we will deal with it when the time comes.
    “Come on gutterslut, let’s go get our men and work off some steam on the dance floor. I need a damn drink.”
    She looks down at her hands and sees the blood, and I pull her into the club and make a beeline to the employee lounge and immediately lock the door.
    “Come on babe, let’s get you cleaned up.”
    She looks up at me and wipes her face, and for the first time I actually see her tear soaked face. Her mascara is running down her face. And I see what looks like a fat lip. I grab the first aid kit and start to clean her up. She is trembling, and crying.
    “Kay, I am so sorry. It’s always drama with her and I was fed up. I could not take it anymore.”
    “Shhhhh, you have nothing to be sorry for. She had it coming. And when did you get a damn Taser? I knew about your gun because, well hell, I have shot that, but a Taser too?”
    “Kayla, I bought it after my last run in with her. I knew that I’d see her ass again and I wanted to make sure she would feel the same pain I felt. I am not playing anymore. She better hope and pray that I don’t see her in a dark place around town, because I swear to everything holy, I will kill her.”
    “Geez, Vi, tell me how you really feel.”
    “Anyway, enough about her, I don’t want to hear her name for the remainder of the night.