Chapter 44: A Tyrant's End

(Anthony’s POV)

Watching my sweet angel Bethany shred the dying body of the man that has caused me so much pain brings both satisfaction and agony to my very core. But I couldn’t let him die just yet. Griffin holds her in his arms while I force a concoction of Rocco’s design to keep the dying alive for a while longer down his throat.

After a moment, Rocco coughs up more blood and takes another painfully rattling breath. “F*ck, can’t you let an old man die?”

I swallow down the anger and pain the man has caused me. Clutching my ribs where I had been stabbed by Rocco earlier, I settle myself. “Not yet, Rocco.”

I think back to the childhood that I lost due to the b*stard. I think back to the innocent life I will never have. To all the crimes I’ve committed to get this far. To gain the success, lying in a bloody heap at my feet.

And yet… I thank him for one thing. Without Rocco ruining my life, I’d never have met Bethany.