Chapter 45: 45- It''s Over


    "For one, you''re all going to die. But I suppose I could let you suffer less if you''re willing to just give up,"


    Ethan said with a smile.


    "You''re a coward, Ethan. You''re going to stand behind Ste like that?"


    Varys dimly remembered that one. She hadn''t been as important as Hope. No one was important as


    Hope, ever. "Can''t you just fight man to man? Winner gets the women, over and done." Not that Varys


    ever thought he''d lose. Ethan would fall easily by his hand.


    "You think I have to y fair? What kind of family are you in charge of?" Ethan chuckled. "No, you''re a


    damned idiot for thinking I''d ever just give up my advantages. I''m going to have fun slitting your throat


    in front of Hope. I want you to die fast while I take my time with that other one. It''ll prove to her that she


    can never get away from me."


    "You''re never going to get close to Hope," Varys replied. "Even if you cheat your way to a win here,


    you''ll never get her."


    "Yes, to do that, I might need an upper hand of sorts. Maybe even my own guy sent into my enemy''s


    base." Ethan continued.


    "Lies, my men are loyal. They''d never choose to work for a piece of shit like you, Ethan."


    "Money is a far more important factor than loyalty, Varys. Did you wonder why it was so easy for me to


    clear out the men you sent here? Think about it."


    Varys wasn''t about to believe this excuse for a man. No, Hope was perfectly safe. None of his men


    would turn on him. "Shut up, Ethan. There''s no way any of my men took your blood money."


    Ethan shrugged. "Believe what you want. I''m going to enjoy breaking in Hope again. It''s been awhile.


    Oh, I forgot, you both should be congratting us early."


    "Congratting you?" Max demanded as the chair squeaked again. He grunted as more blood flowed


    from his wounds.


    Who was the dumbass in this situation? Varys has a feeling it wasn''t him. "What the fuck are you


    talking about now, Ethan?"


    "We''re going to have a baby," Ethan replied. "Hope and I are going to be parents."


    "You''re lying," Varys scanned the room again. Why was he keeping them here? Ethan was nning


    something, he had to be. "Hope would never have a kid with someone like you."


    Ethan grinned again as he leaned forward. "And who said I was giving her a choice? It''s about time she


    bes useful for me, and an heir? That''s very useful. Imagine, a whole houseful of them. She''ll be


    chained to me, forever."


    "Fuck you," sneered Max.


    Varys wanted to join in on that, but he still couldn''t shake the sensation a trap wasid out. He reached


    into his pocket and caressed the switchde he had stashed. Ethan was distracted, focused on


    beating Max into submission, which was perfect timing.


    He jerked the knife from his pocket, flipped it open, then tossed it straight at Ethan''s chest.


    Ethan used the chair to glide to the side and the de thunked against the wall as it sank in to its hilt.


    "Is that it?" Ethan questioned. "I must admit, I''m getting tired of this game of ours. You didn''t think I


    came here alone, did you?" He snapped his fingers and a wave of men entered the small room.


    "Maybe if you weren''t led by your dick all the time, you would have noticed something was wrong. Men,


    capture him, be as rough as you want, but don''t kill him. I want to see Hope''s fact when I slit his throat


    in front of her."


    "Hey, Ethan, did you really think I was that stupid? That I''d juste in here to confront you without a


    solid n?" Varys smiled. "Max, you might want to brace yourself, you too, Vincent." The other man


    was silent, just staring off into the distance. Not a good sign at all.


    "I know you''re that stupid," Ethan replied as he nodded for his men to attack.


    Varys hand vanished into his pocket and he pulled out a remote and jammed the button down. A shrill


    scream erupted from his pockets and Ethan and his men stopped in ce before mping their hands


    over their ears and howling.


    Vincent and Max weren''t in much better positions. Their bodies were twitching wildly to the side as the


    sound reverberated through the small room. He would have shown mercy, if given the chance. But for


    now, he had a scumbag to handle. He brought his hands to his mouth and whistled and like an ocean


    of ck, his men flooded the building and took out Ethan''s without a scratch.


    The only one left when it was over was Ethan on the ground, twitching as Varys put a heavy shoe


    against his chest. "It looks like your confidence was over wrought. As you can see, Hope is staying with


    me."


    Max grunted from his spot as the screaming rm continued to go off. By this point the man was


    foaming at the mouth. Varys motioned to his men and they slipped protection in both Max''s and


    Vincent''s ears as they undid their restraints.


    Varys pulled Ethan to his feet with his arms bound behind him. "I need a new punching bag, and you


    look perfect, Ethan. I''m looking forward to splitting you open."


    "Sorry," Max groaned as he got closer. He pitched forward, losing his bnce and running into Ethan''s


    back. The other man tried to throw him off before he went still, and fell forward. He hit the ground with a


    thump and Varys didn''t have to look far to see his very own knife plunged into the asshole''s back.


    "That wasn''t enough to kill him, you know."


    "I know," Max replied. "But this is," He stepped on Ethan''s neck as the restrained man squirmed. "This


    is for everything you put that woman through. You''ll never be around to hurt anyone, ever again,


    Ethan."


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    Varys watched and smiled. This was a beautiful sight, but there was just one niggling issue. "What


    about Ste?" he pointed out.


    Ethan''s eyes were wide and this point and rolling up. "Yes, Ste," he whimpered as Max moved his


    foot just enough for him to speak.


    Max chuckled. "Lucky for her I''m a private investigator. There''s no reason for me to let you live. You


    wouldn''t tell me the truth anyway. Goodbye, Ethan."


    Varys shrugged. He was losing a punching bag, but watching the life drain from Ethan was worth it.


    That bastard needed to die, and Max was doing a good job, he''d give him that.


    The moments stretched and Ethan''s body stopped twitching. Varys smiled. "I''ll leave Ste''s retrieval to


    you then. I''d suggest you not go near Hope again until you''ve managed that."


    Max snorted. "You think you can stop me? I''m not leaving before I let her know I''m okay," he paused


    and held a hand to his knife wound. "Rtively speaking anyway."


    "You killed Ethan, I''ll grant you that one request," Varys agreed and waved his men away. "Nowe


    on, Hope is waiting for us and she''s going to be excited to hear how our little adventure turned out in


    the end." He smirked. And he''d carried out his end of the deal, so it didn''t matter what either of these


    men said. Hope was his, and he was going to get to marry her.