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After ten or fifteen minutes, Maddox stumbled back. Blood was splattered on him and his hands. He gasped for air, his face covered in a blanket of sweat.
Boone didn’t look like Boone anymore. His head hung down toward his chest. His body was littered in cuts and bruises, likely close to death with broken ribs and collapsed lungs.
I was a little bummed Maddox had done such a great job beating Boone within an inch of his life. It would lessen the enormity of what I had planned to do to him, but I wouldn’t say anything.
“Next up,” Storm said. “I hate being down here. The stench of death doesn’t thrill me like some of you.”
“Some of you? Just call me out, Prez.” Boxer strutted toward me with the syringe. It was filled lye. Mr. Dramatic presented it on his palms like a sword. “Your weapon, sir.”
Lynx tossed his head back, laughing. “Have any of you seenMonty Python and the Holy Grail? I’m totally getting vibes from the scene where they’re on horses and riding—”
“Dude, you’re ruining the moment for me!” I shouted.
Lynx continued laughing. “Sorry. Continue,sir.”
“Motherfucker,” Storm muttered in annoyance. “I want this over with so I can leave.”
I recognized Lynx probably thought we needed some levity before I injected Boone, but it was more for him. If he couldn’t take this kind of nastiness, he shouldn’t have come.
I took the syringe and got to it. “This will be painful. If you’re not familiar with lye, it’ll turn you to jelly. It totally eats away at your flesh, breaking it down until we can easily dispose of you.” I pointed to the drain on the floor.
“Just put a bullet in my head,” Boone grumbled through his fat, bloodied lips. He’d spat out a few teeth during his beat down.
“Now, that would be too kind after what you did to my old lady.” I drove the needle into his thigh as Boxer had directed me earlier.
Boone screamed in agony.
No shit, the lye worked faster than I had expected. It was like I’d injected him with acid the way it dissolved this flesh and turned it into liquid.
“Fuck,” I shuddered at the open wound developing.
“Don’t stop now, brother. Finish him.” Boxer handed me another syringe and took the empty one from my hand.
“I can’t watch anymore. I’m out.” Lynx left, taking the stairs two at a time.
“I’d say make better choices next time, but there won’t be a next time.” I stabbed the needle in his gut and emptied it. The fast-acting lye went to work.
Boone’s bloodcurdling scream pierced my eardrums, then it turned into gurgling until he was dead.
A hand gripped my shoulder. “Well done.” It was only two words, but it felt like there was a hidden meaning behind it. Almost like he’d just given me his blessing to be with Eve.
I hoped he didn’t change his mind later tonight.
28
Sugar
We swayed to the music, kissing and whispering our dirty thoughts to each other in the corner of the club’s bar. It felt incredible to show my love for Art to my MC family.
Of course, I should’ve given them and my boys more credit. I should’ve trusted they’d love and support me no matter what. Lessons learned for sure, but life was too short to dwell on it.
Art’s hard-on was distracting the hell out of me. I wanted him badly, but I didn’t want to set back his recovery. He could bust open his stitches during sex. We never did slow and easy fucking.
He licked my earlobe and took it between his teeth. He loved to drive me wild. One of his hands went into my hair and held my head in place. “Would you be okay if Karma tattooed my dick?”
I reared back. “Are you serious?” He couldn’t be. He had to be screwing with me. As if I’d ever let another woman touch his dick. Not in this lifetime.
“She’d be professional. You could even hold it for her. I mean, if you didn’t want her touching it.” He dragged his hand down my back and cupped my ass, pressing me against his erection.
