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“Promise?” she questions. “I mean… I…”
Didn’t have a choice.
“When I mark you, make love to you, and watch you sign the dotted line of the contract when I bring you back to the mansion, I don’t want you ever taking shit from anyone but us,” I voice sternly. “Arlo gave me some pills to repel whatever that capsule shit was filled with, but you seemed to have combated it quicker than I could have offered it to you.”
“Arlo,” she whispers.
“Kian and Arlo are the only ones allowed to treat you if you get hurt or fall ill. No one else, understood?”
“Understood.” She seems unworried with my command, which leads me to quietly mutter the next part.
“I… this will look pretty ugly,” I grumble in disdain. “As a Ruthless King, it would be rewarding to do. For the world to see the lengths we’d go to ensure everyone knows you’re ours. Who fucking needs jewelry like a bracelet or collar to prove obedience? You’re not a dog.” It makes me chuckle. “I want them to realize we make you bleed, and you humbly accept it because you’re OUR Ruthless Maiden who has every intention of becoming Queen.”
I pause and meet her attentive gaze.
“Yes?”
“Yes,” she agrees.
Lowering the sharp tip of the blade to her bruised flesh, I try not to show my fear. She’ll hate it when she sees the final product, but I can’t turn back. I’d be a cowering bitch if I tried to get out of this.
“Close your eyes until I’m done, Dolcezza.”
“Okay.”
She looks away and closes her eyes, and I try not to breathe so hard as I begin the torturous marking ritual. I call it that in my mind, hoping it’ll minimize the guilt that wishes to lift its ugly head in acknowledgment.
Amusing when I never felt guilty stealing the lives of all those who betrayed me. Every fucking individual who used my family as a stepping stone for their comfort got to enjoy what it’s like to be in agonizing pain. To experience their life going down in shambles with every loss of life.
It was so easy and still is.
In this case, it’s only different because I have nothing against Gemini.
That should be a sign that she’s the right one for me.
For us Ruthless Kings.
She doesn’t whimper in the beginning. In fact, she takes the initial outline like a fucking champ. I can only wonder what her pain tolerance is like.
When I decide to trail the knife deeper into her flesh, she only whimpers at certain parts. Other than that, she takes every trailing dig and fine detail in the simplistic piece I’ve drawn on her flesh.
The blood that pours effortlessly down her arm and onto the bed doesn’t bother me. To watch her stain my sheets only makes me smirk because I can envision the face of my housekeeper thinking I enjoyed some virgin pussy tonight. I wouldn’t mind encouraging her to spread it around, so others get the impression we popped Gemini’s cherry for the initiation.
That would rile all the competition up.
Better yet, it would easily hover to the other academic institutions and make them envious. To the point, they would do anything to find a virgin they can glorify to the world and keep like a fucking trophy until the time is right.
As if I have the patience to play such gambling games.
This is more than appeasing.
When I finish, I secretly hope I didn’t cut through a fucking vein with how she’s bleeding so much.
Could be a good idea to call Ares.
The ‘should have been a doctor’ would be more pissed at me for drawing such a hideous piece of art that will most likely scar and be a permanent reminder of what Gemini allowed herself to fall into.
Then again, he may also be turned on by the idea.
