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“That bad, huh? She getting to you too? She’s not much of a morning person, I can tell you that,” Blais says, with a knowing look on his face.
“What are you talking about?” My brows pull together as I narrow my eyes at him.
How would he know that? She hasn’t even been here an entire day. Did he sneak down there to go see her after we all left? Anger fills me at the thought of him going behind my back.
“I took a little visit to see her this morning. Couldn’t get her out of my head. So I tried to crack her a little. It didn’t work, but damn did I see some of the fire inside her soul come out. It was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He shrugs like it’s no big deal.
“You didn’t care to tell us this?” My pointed gaze burns a hole through his skull. Obviously I trust them, but Blais has a way of going rogue sometimes before we can stop him.
“Well, I’m telling you now. I’ve been busy doing other things.” He wiggles his eyebrows, giving a smug grin.
“Fuck off, Blais. I don’t need to know about you jacking it fifty times while thinking about her.” Theon scoffs at his remark. “Did you get anything out of her?”
“Not really. She said she was going to fuck us...when she sends us to prison. Her blood also tastes so damn good, but that’s all I got.”
Blais and his fucking blood. The first time I ever saw him lick up blood when we were kids, I was a little grossed out by it, but I’ve gotten used to it. I get why he does it. I do. But damn, he’s got an obsession.
The thought of her coated in blood, though, sends a signal straight to my dick. Red is definitely her color. The dress, the underwear, all of it. Her crimson blood smeared all over that pale skin would be the best fucking sight.
I’ve got to stop thinking about her. She’s a poison that will spread if we don’t get her contained. She’s already affecting me and it’s been less than an entire day.
“Well,you both have tried to talk to her. Clearly, she’s not going to just cough up information willingly. So what do you want to start with?” I look at both of them, seeing if they have any ideas.
When Blais whipped her skin last night, she let out a soft cry before quickly masking it. After that, she refused to let us see her weak. The angry red bumps immediately started to form where the leather made contact with her delicate skin, but she took it.
The girl is strong, I’ll give her that. She’s going to be a nightmare to break, but when we finally rip her apart, it’s going to be so fucking sweet.
“We’re going to have to do something big. Whipping her thigh was basically a love tap to her. Cutting her today also made her horny as hell, I could tell. So whatever it is, it’s going to have to be something drastic,” Blais states exactly what I’m thinking. It’s going to have to be brutal.
Wait. How would he know it made her horny?
“What if we bring out the cattle prod? That usually gets them talking fast? Or maybe freeze out the cell?” Theon adds to the conversation with good suggestions, but I’m not sure that’s what’s going to get to her the fastest.
“We could always go psychological? It’s clear she’s physically strong. She can probably take the pain. Although I’d love to leave my marks all over her, I feel like her mind is the place we need to aim,”I suggest.
I wonder what normal people talk about when they have conversations? I can guarantee they don’t chat over what method of torture they’re going to go with while they have their morning tea.
Blais and Theon both take a moment to think about it. Theon nods in agreement, but Blais looks hesitant.
“You don’t think so?” I ask Blais.
“I don’t disagree. I just think we should...try both. Physical and mental. Break her both ways so that we have a greater chance to get this done faster.” He makes sense. Why not do both?
Something settles in the bottom of my stomach and I’m not sure exactly what it is. I want her to break. She’s a fucking FBI agent for Christ’s sake. The enemy. Someone who is naturally against us. We kidnapped her so it’s not like we can just let her go, but something about this feels off. Not like our usual kills.
“Alright, we can start with light. Maybe a little electric shock or we change the temps from hot to cold quickly down there and also fuck with her brain at the same time. Maybe Josh can dig deeper into her, find her weaknesses so we can use them against her. She has to have something that will cut her so fucking deep that she cracks right down the middle. We just have to figure it out,” I say with a false confidence behind my tone.
I’ve got to put on my game face.
Theon and Blais need me to keep it together. This will all go to hell if I don’t.
Grinning at both of them, I’m ready to do this. “It looks like it’s my turn to fuck with her head for a bit. See if I can get inside that pretty little mind of hers.” They both have tried and failed, so maybe if we just keep throwing different tactics at her, one will stick.
“Good luck. You’re going to need it.” Blais pats me on the shoulder and walks toward the living room with Theon, who still has a tense look on his face. Theon stops and turns, tossing me the key to the cell, before he’s on his way again.
Heading out of the kitchen, I stop at the door that leads to the basement, taking a deep breath in. Rolling my shoulders back and cracking my neck, I try to keep my mind locked up tighter than a vault. She has an innate ability to work situations to her advantage, pushing and pulling when she needs to, so I have to keep my game face on.
She’s just another person in this world trying to fuck us over. Someone who wants to take what’s mine. Take what I’ve worked for. Another person who wants to rip my family away from me again, and I won’t let it happen.
