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“So you took advantage of poor, old Benson. Then what happened?"
"We siphoned it, slowly, and since Douglass was sick, neither he nor you noticed."
"And you thought we wouldn't."
"I thought that those spoiled brats had enough with the sale of the house."
"And the money Douglass paid you over the years wasn’t enough for you? You know he spilled blood and sweat to keep the Magnolia away from his daughters. And, all because of you,” my voice was low with simmering rage, “Summer is now under their thumb."
"I swear. I thought she would sell the house and leave. Benson was supposed to convince her."
“But he didn’t. In fact, he told her about the secret office where Douglass kept all his stuff about the Magnolia.”
“I…” He stuttered, “I didn’t know. I don’t know about that.”
The Magnolia must’ve found out about his secret family. Or gotten to him somehow.
"But he had regrets, didn't he?" I said out loud.
"He wanted to come clean. But I couldn't let that happen."
"And so you killed him."
"I wasn't going down, just because he developed a conscious."
“Flip him over,” I told Fallon, who adjusted the rope. Terrance gripped the sheets, but I grabbed his ankle and twisted.
Terrance screamed, letting go of the sheets. Fallon held him down while methodically tightening the rope, keeping him in place.
Leaning over, I covered Terrance’s mouth, muffling his screams. “You have a family.” I said, a shooting thrill inside me at what came next. I loved this part. “Children. And you threw their security away for this."
"Please," he was begging now, his eyes wide. He stopped struggling, his eyes pitifully sad. I released my hand over his mouth to let him speak. Though begging was annoying, it usually got their acquiesce quicker if they thought you would listen. “Please don't kill me."
"You don't deserve to live."
“But are you going to kill me?" He repeated, and a foul smell hit my nose; he'd pissed the bed.
"Although you don't deserve to live, I'm not done with you."
"A-anything."
"You're going to get Summer out of her contract. You will answer when I call.”
“God, no," He was shaking his head, "They'll kill me. P—p—plea…”
"They allow her representation, you know that.” I paused, staring into his frightened eyes. “Are you telling me no?” There was a dark edge to my voice.
“Fi..fi…” His teeth clattered. He was clearly afraid. Well, one shouldn’t get into bed with the devil, because he will fuck you in the ass.
“I’ll d..d…do it.”
“If you run, I will find you, and let Fallon have you.”
He shook his head. “I under… I understand. Will you let me go now?”
“In a minute,” I said. “Way I see it, you fucked Summer and Callie," I grabbed his dick and tugged, the knife still in my hand. His eyes grew as big as saucers. His fear fueled me. "You don't deserve to be able to fuck again."
His screams must have been drowned out by the party because no one came to help him.
