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“Are you sure y

ou know where you’re going?” she asked the question she should have asked ten minutes ago if she felt we were truly lost. Her voice was so soft, so gentle. Completely at odds with the person, it belonged to.

“If I didn’t, I guess you’d just be stuck here with me wouldn’t you?”

Her silence was answer enough.

I hadn’t come to this cesspool with the intention of saving her, but I’d be damned if someone hurt what wasn’t there’s to touch. I didn’t appreciate that kind of disrespect.

These people already brought enough consequences amongst themselves by taking Demon.

“Being stuck with me wouldn’t be the end of the world,” I casually tacked on, fucking with her.

She made a sound of disagreement in the back of her throat. I grinned beneath my mask, leading her onward like an obedient dog.

Lamb to slaughter.

Rabbit to fox.

Mouse to snake.

That’s how it always went in my head. I had her skinny wrist in the palm of my bloodied hand, her pulse steady and relaxed. It would be nothing to turn around and end this now. Somewhat even more fitting, the more I truly thought about it.

It was a beautiful night, and the only thing that made it better was taking a few lives.

I could force myself between her legs right here in the middle of the street. I could slowly cut her open with my dick buried deep inside the cunt I’d ensured no one ever touched, and keep going until rigamortis set in.

She’d tell me to stop, of course.

Then again, I think she might like that too much. I bet if I gave her the proposition right now she’d be dripping wet and ready to play—beg me to make her bleed as she took my dick like a champ.

Yeah, this sounded more her forte.

She would act like I offended her or some shit, but we both knew she and I had no morals to offend.

She would fight me. I could tell.

Couldn’t lie, that I found fucking exciting, and the black mass of energy between was intriguing. So though I could turn around and end it, I wasn’t going to. Death was too easy of atonement for all that had been lost. Plus, I hadn’t gotten to know her yet.

When it was time for my gorgeous girl to go, she would be the one asking me to slide the blade across her throat.

Until then, I had another plan for her. A game of sorts, one I wouldn’t make easy for either of us to win. I knew she wouldn’t make it easy for me either, giving her some credit, which was fine.

I wanted to push her.

I wanted her to push back.

Something told me when the princess got down and dirty, if pushed just far enough she owned up to every bit of her namesake.

I was looking forward to finding out just what that entailed.

Chapter Nine

Novem

I had sort of been expecting him to try and murder me in the middle of the street, but alas, he did what he claimed he was doing.

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