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She stares at me, then the knife, and then her own mark. When her eyes find mine once more, she gets it.
“For nothing in return?”
I genuinely smile.
“Why Sweet Canary? Want to free me from my shackles?” I offer so she won’t think I’m being too nice to her. I don’t want her to think she’s gaining pity because of her past.
I want her to feel my support but also feel my desire to lift her up in this society filled with secrets.That I wish to be an ally at her side and not one only doing shit to benefit myself.
“I don’t think you’ll be shackled for much longer,” she mutters more to herself as she slowly reaches for the knife.
When her fingers are close to the blade, I spin it in my grasp so I’m lightly holding the sharp end and offering the handle. She doesn’t hide her amusement.
“Not sure. Zander has to discover the real you.”
“I doubt that will be a problem for him,” she admits with confidence. “I want him to discover it.”
“Will it make things easier?” I wonder. “Or ignite waves of havoc?” I don’t realize I’m smiling at the potential.
“It’ll give us the rise we need to set things in motion,” she assures me. “And maybe… it’ll change our dynamic for the better.”
For the better.
Lifting her legs so she can cross them, she pats next to her, encouraging me to get comfy before she slices through my flesh.
“You should probably make sure Arlo is nearby.”
“He’s nearby,” I reassure her. “Someone has to clean up the body.”
“He’s no longer useful?” I can see she’s intrigued with my thought process and how I’m weighing the possibilities of keeping this douche alive or not.
“I think you need to be the determining factor of that,” I counter. “How many bullied you in Dom’s group.”
“Seven.”
Seven mother fuckers to track and put on our ‘kill’ list.
“Who’s the weakest link?”
Her eyes don’t hesitate to move to Danny, and I follow her gaze to see how he’s looking at her chest.
I don’t know why it dawns on me how thin and borderline sheer Verena’s long shirt is—a shirt I chose because it made her look so fucking hot—but it only takes those tiny strings of desire to dance in those half-opened eyes for me to finish the job before the torture can transpire.
The loud bang follows with screams that seem to echo in our hollow space; Danny’s body trembles uncontrollably while his eyes are glued to his crotch.
Which I shot at.
“As tempting as it was to shoot your brains out for daring to look at my woman, I figured getting rid of that boner would ‘alleviate’ your suffering,” I summarize heartlessly. “Fucker thought I’d let you live after seeing a silhouette of RKOC property? I don’t fucking think so.”
“I’m questioning if you’re more unhinged than Zander.” The expression on her face isn’t disgust or even fear.
Sweet Canary is giving me those doe eyes that have my cock twitching and hard in seconds.
“I’m beginning to realize you’re into sickos,” I counter and watch that full fledge smile blossom on her face. It’s even sexier to witness while listening to Danny’s screams in the background.
Getting weaker and weaker as the seconds pass by.
“Maybe a little.” She taps the spot next to her. “Now, Ruthless Sicko. Come get marked by your Ruthless Queen so we can set things in motion.”
