I don't really know what I expected to see walking into the barn tonight. Kirill hanging by his hands, blood covering his ass and the back of his legs, large, bruised hand marks around his throat, wasn't it. It makes me smile, though. Bear left a note, too. Saying thanks for the fun and to call if I needed anything else. I get using Bear is my damnation— it's my evil deed. Calling a r****t to help torture someone. As sexist as it is, if Kirill was a woman, I never would've considered it. But after what he did to Ksenyia, I think God will forgive me. If he doesn't, I'm willing to do an eternity in Hell for this.
The barn door bangs closed behind me. Making love to my woman before coming out here was more important than being on time. Thankfully, Timber gets it. Though, I didn't expect
