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Talia opens the door and snakes inside the room, her presence catching his attention. She is unrecognizable wearing a burlap mask but makes no attempt at hiding herself otherwise in her short skirt and knee-high boots. Her hair, however, is pulled back.
“What is the meaning of this?” he demands. “There is security in this building. I will have you two arrested.”
I keep my eyes on him as I twist the knife further, and his body goes wholly still. “Don’t speak, or I will gut you like a pig.”
He looks at Talia, then at the door, probably figuring he can overpower us given our size, and swallows hard. “What do you want?”
I give him a sexy smile and can feel the coppery taste of his blood in my mouth. “One more twist, and I will get a major organ. You don’t want that, now do you, Professor Crux?”
Talia tilts her head and stares at him through the slits. The motion is enough to put the fear of God into his eyes. She doesn’t say anything as she walks to his desk. “Open the safe,” I tell him.
“I can’t do that,” he says. “That book belongs to this university.”
I twist the knife, and he screams in agony, falling to the ground, blood pooling out of him.
Talia tilts her head. “Do it, or we kill you.” Talia’s voice is almost unrecognizable.
“You’re not going to get away with this,” he growls, crawling to his desk, leaving a trail of blood behind him. I step toward the door, effectively blocking him in.
He opens the safe hastily and tosses the book onto the floor before withering in pain. Talia wastes no time; she grabs it and tucks it in her arms.
I lean back against the wall, adjusting my skirt and smoothing my panties, playing with the tip of my bloody knife while watching him. I take a moment to decide if I want to hurt him more or let him live through this.
His voice is shaky. “Please don’t kill me. I have a family…children.”
I walk toward his desk and pick up a picture of his family. His children look happy. His wife, however, has sad eyes—probably because she knows her husband is sick. “Do they know what kind of monster you are? How many people have you killed, Professor Crux?”
His brows arch and Talia laughs. “You think we don’t know where you got the money for that Bentley?”
My eyes flash, and I pull off my wig, letting my natural hair cascade down to my shoulders. Still shaking, his face flashes with recognition as he watches me in horror.
He’s heard stories about me and my rumored resurrection.
He’s still lying on the floor in a bloody heap. I step over his face and peer down at this cowardly man, making sure he sees the whites of my eyes. “Do you know who I am?” I ask casually.
He peers up at me through his glasses and nods, and a puddle of urine forms between his legs. “Y-yes,” he chokes out.
The girl with white hair.
I bend down so I am eye level with him. “If you tell anyone about this, then the pain I will put you through will be the most agonizing hell you’ve ever experienced. And if you touch another girl again, I will slit your throat.”
Talia lifts her gaze from the book and tilts her head as she beholds him, as if just noticing his sordid state.
Her evil energy radiates through the mask. She steps beside me, and we hover over him. “Tell everyone you know, the real Shadowface is back and hell will rain fury on Kinsmen.” She grabs the knife from my hand, leans down, and slices him right down his shirt, cutting it open until she gets to his nether regions.
He’s trembling as she watches him. “Take it out,” she orders.
“No, please,” he begs. “I won’t tell a soul—”
She shoves the tip of his knife into his stomach, forcing him to pull out his now limp cock. She reaches down and grabs it, stroking it until it goes hard. “You like that?” she whispers. “You like fucking young girls when you’re a married man?”
“No…I—”
“Admit it,” she screams.
“Yes.” He leans back on his arms and closes his eyes. “I like it.” She continues to work him, stroking him with her delicate hands. Then, right before he comes, he screams in utter agony.
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