BOOK ONE Gods of Desterrados: The Banished Ones

16 Taking of Persephone

A few weeks ago, Carlos' men had to call Franco to restrain his brother when Carlos held a gun to a Colombian ambassador's head at some seedy brothel. 

Luckily, the issue went away quietly and the dignitary paid them off for their silence.

A few times, Carlos was found passed out in public, hardly remembering how he got there. 

Carlos was never the same after their mother passed away last year. His brother took the news extremely bad. 

But he deserved to.

After all, Franco secretly blamed Carlos and their father, El Leon for her suicide.

Carlos hesitated before turning around to check on the situation as Franco nodded him forward to proceed. 

His partner then crouched around by the passenger side of the truck without being noticed.

As Carlos threw open the door to advance, the girl's shocked expression quickly registered to a look of disgust and recognition. 

Carlos knew instantly she had done this before, fighting off Sean. 

The girl suddenly kicked Carlos in the face screaming as she made another attempt to hit him with her book. 

The action caught Carlos off guard for a split second as his jaw began to throb.

"Shit!" he seethed. 

Without thinking, he snatched her legs and yanked her violently out of the passenger seat as her head hit the pavement with a sickening thud. 

Upon witnessing this, Franco panicked. 

"What the fuck are you doing? She's precious cargo, motherfucker!" he shouted from his location.

Carlos ignored him and pulled up her limp body against his chest and swore under his breath. 

Sinking dread came over Carlos as he began to feel a warm liquid coming from the back of her head as it stained his shirt and seeped onto his neck.

He started to check for a pulse but in an instant, she came to life and brought her hands up behind her and managed to scratch his face with clawed hands. 

Carlos hissed in anger and attempted to maintain control over the girl as he pinned her arms in front of her chest. 

She struggled against Carlos so he lifted her up still kicking and shouting profanities at them.

"What a dirty little mouth you have, mami, the better to pleasure me with," he marveled. 

The girl's dark brown eyes burned with fury while she continued to squirm underneath Carlos.

Carlos' instinctive response was to snap her neck and it would be over. Good as gone, but it was not an option because El Leon had specific plans for her.

The two of them never made it a point to ask; it was simply a matter of business. 

Export and import. 

Supply and demand.

But there was something about the girl that Carlos admired and to his utter frustration, the coke in his veins caused blood to fill up in his groin as he became hard instantly.

Also, the girl's constant friction against him was not helping his situation down below in the slightest. 

Carlos decided that he had enough of the little shit fighting him and squirming in his grasp.

Carlos considered knocking her out, however, decided instead to clamp his teeth down on her earlobe. 

She winced quietly in defiance but noticeably stiffened and soon subsided. 

She did not even cry out or scream like the others did.

Her hair whipped onto his face and he inhaled traces of lavender and vanilla. 

Carlos smiled into the nape of her neck as he felt her shrinking away and cringing. 

Carlos then discovered that her disgust was mainly based on the throbbing hard-on pressed against her back.

With his hot breath against her ear, he began to whisper urgently.

"Try that again and I will fucking slice up your pretty face, little girl."

Before Carlos could even register what was happening, she slid back into his chest nudging her hips against his raging erection, grinding against it slowly.

Carlos' eyebrows furrowed with confusion and he unconsciously flinched with a sharp intake of breath and moved back. 

Stunned at her audacity and unaware of her intentions, it distracted him enough to not see what was coming. 

Luna quickly headbutted him violently with the back of her bloodied head.

Carlos' nose began to bleed immediately and the pain made his eyes water.

In his blind rage, Carlos grabbed her by the neck.

She tried to pull away and he aggressively put her into a choke hold, shaking her like a rag doll with the intent to strangle the life out of her. 

But before Carlos succeeded, Franco rushed up and shoved his furious brother away and stepped in, covering her mouth and nose with a rag full of chloroform. 

The girl fought against Franco with an unbelievable amount of strength and stamina until the fight in her gradually slowed, finally falling against Franco like deadweight.