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Screams instantly fill the air and I can see Zamira struggling against her restraints.
“Fuck! Stop. Please. Don’t do that again,” Tony, our old security guard, whimpers just from one little shock.
Little bitch.
“I’ve barely touched you. Calm down. We’re just starting our fun,” Ace says with an evil grin across his face. Fuck, he looks scary as shit right now. My brother gets to take off his mask when he’s in here and truly be himself.
Tony looks around, frantically taking in his surroundings. “Where am I? How did I get here?”
“We’re asking the questions around here. Not the other way around,” I say, looking over the knives on the table next to me. “What one to choose? So many options.” I rub my hands together, laughing maniacally.
I’ve been needing a good kill to calm my nerves since I had to perform CPR on Zamira.
“What the hell are you guys doing?” Zamira asks, looking between all of us. Fuck, the sound of her angry voice shoots right through me. I didn’t realize how much I’ve been missing that over the last four days. Her spitfire personality is so addicting, it almost feels like I’m on cloud nine right now.
“Well, you see, Tony here has been a bad, bad boy. You remember him, right?” I ask, finally picking up my favorite knife. Ace bought it for me after our first kill as a special gift. It’s a stunning matte black, double serrated edge dagger. “He thinks it’s okay to go around touching women who don’t care to have his attention.”
I drag the blade down Tony’s shirt, cutting it wide open.
“I never touched anyone!” Tony roars as I bring the knife to his crotch, slowly pressing the tip of the blade to his pitiful dick.
Not liking his pathetic answer, I slam the knife straight into Tony’s thigh, eliciting an agonized cry of pain from him. The blade drips with his blood when I forcefully pull it out with a twist. I cock back my hand, preparing to stab him again as his pants are slowly absorbing the liquid rushing out of his body. The fucker is pissing himself.
The powerful scent of urine is disgusting, but it’s normal in our line of work. It doesn’t faze me, but I hear Zamira trying not to gag right behind me.
She tries to look away, but Theon stands behind her and leans over her shoulder holding her head in place by grasping her chin. “No looking away. You get to see what we do to those who defy us,” he says, causing her to shiver.
“How many women have you touched that didn’t want your slimy hands on them? Ten? Thirty? One hundred?” Ace asks as he stands next to me.
“I said I didn’t touch anyone. They always wanted it,” Tony grits out.Bullshit.I take another stab at his thigh in almost the exact same spot.
We know for a fact that’s a lie.
“Zamira, darling. Did he touch you? Did you ask him to?” I snap my head in her direction. She startles at what she sees. I know my eyes are practically black, almost demonic. That’s how they always are during a kill. One of these days I’m convinced they will forever remain the same, finally letting the darkness take over my soul for good.
“Don’t bring me into this. I won’t let his blood be on my hands,” she says calmly, lifting her chin in defiance.
Yes. Fuck, yes. Keep that up. Stay with me, darling.
Her little spark of sass is bringing me to life—and my dick. Everything Zamira Stone does gets me hard as a rock.
“Z, I’ll ask again. Did. He. Touch. You?” My deep tone fills the room as I stalk toward her. Crouching in front of her, I look deep in her eyes. She tries to wiggle, but it’s no use. Theon’s hold on her only tightens every time she moves.
She looks at me and then to Tony. Disgust paints her face when she looks at him, but I can tell she doesn’t want to give in and be a part of whatever we have planned.
“Zamira,” I growl in warning.
“Fine. Yes, he touched me,” she says quietly, knowing I won’t stop annoying her until she relents. Just as soon as the last word leaves her lips, my face lights up and I spin back around to Tony.
“Tell me, Ace, should I use my axe or my butcher knife on him?”
Ace rubs at his chin like it’s a tough choice. “You haven’t used your axe in a while. Go with that one.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice,” I purr, walking over to grab it off the wall. Tony’s begging and pleading for us to stop, but I won’t.
He fucking deserves this.
He got away with this shit for too long. If we would’ve known, he would’ve been dead a long time ago.
