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I was almost disappointed I didn’t have the foresight to take a snapshot of the look on her face, but the pleasure of watching Lucille Rias lose her goddamn mind made up for it.
A syringe was injected in the side of her neck, quickly turning her docile. I slipped my gun away and approached, crouching down to where she lay on the floor.
“Sir,” one of the men began to warn, thinking better of it when I shot him a look.
I focused back on Lucielle, patting the top of her mussed up hair. “There’s no reason to be so dramatic. It’s an excellent psychiatric hospital that I’m sure will take great care of you.”
“Bastard. You won’t get away this,” she rasped.
“What am I, a cartoon villain? I already have gotten away with it. No one will be coming for you unless they want to end up in your position.”
“Why not just kill me?” she demanded.
“Well, because, this is more gratifying.”
She made a sound in her throat and hawked a loogie right on the end of my shoe. I frowned down at the green glob in annoyance and disgust.
“Was there really a need to do that?” With a sigh, I stood up, wiping the mucus on her face, smearing it across her lips and cheek.
“Take her. Put her in the farthest, darkest corner you have,” I ordered, slipping past them.
With the stabilizer kicking in, she could do nothing more than obediently follow as they led her away.
Across the hall, Elias and Sergio watched on in amusement.
“Is he in there?” I asked as I approached them.
“Slept through the whole thing,” Elias laughed, nudging the door open.
“What the fuck is wrong with these people?” I mused aloud, staring in at Samuel’s bare drunken ass.
“Let’s get this over with.” I shook my head and entered the room with them right behind me.
Chapter Seven
Obsession.
It’s the domination of one’s thoughts and feelings, a compulsive fixation beyond control.
Obsession was Elena fucking Rias, the gorgeous catatonic girl currently sleeping in my bed.
She’d left the light in the bathroom on, a pet peeve of mine.
I didn’t bother turning it off, taking the time to study her.
When I’d first come face to face with her, she was half submerged in a tub of bloody water, barely lucid.
Even precariously hanging onto life, she’d been beautiful. The older she got, the more breathtaking she grew. The longer I watched over her, the stronger the obsession became.
I would walk through hell to ensure nothing took her away from me. Seeing her in my bed made that possession churn beneath the surface like a bitter storm.
Her supple body was covered by nothing but an ivory robe, her long hair fanning out behind her. Elena had a natural hourglass figure and a beautiful face. My perfect rainha hispânica.
Part of the silken fabric had shifted and exposed her plump tit and areola; the back of the robe had risen up, giving me a slight view of her peach shaped ass.
My dick turned to iron.
I walked around with a constant hard on because of this woman.
