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“I can do this all night. I will do this for days. Weeks. I will drain your blood to weaken you only to transfuse it back, but I’ll make sure it’s tainted with a virus that will kill you. I will cut every inch of your skin. I will castrate you. I will not think twice of your screams as your die because you are nothing.” I grip his tongue next and twist. Blood fills his mouth, and he coughs, red covering his entire mouth.
His shouts of pain fall on deaf ears.
Heaven isn’t listening. There is no God here. I was trained by the Devil himself.
I am Hell.
And this sorry excuse for a man is the soul I finally get to reap.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Rosie
I’m not sure how much time has gone by. The TV is on, but I haven’t stopped pacing and I’ve chewed my thumbnail until there’s nothing left. It’s tender and red and if I keep going, I’ll bleed. I’m worried. What if he hurts himself? What if he does something he can’t come back from?
I snort to myself.
Why am I worried about that? This is his job. This is what he is used to.
I sit on the bed, deciding to take a break and attempt to get my heart to stop racing. My stomach is turning, and I’ve had the urge to throw up ever since he went downstairs. I press a hand to my belly, knowing it’s too soon to know if I’m pregnant, but my eyes water with panic.
What if I am and something happens to Ari? What if he gets killed and I’m left alone with our child? I know he’d leave us with plenty of money, but it isn’t that I’m worried about. I’m worried about being without him. I want his comfort and I know he’ll be an amazing father.
I went and did the one thing I told myself I’d never do.
I fell in love with the man I hated.
And I kind of hate him for it.
I watch the door like a madwoman, time ticking by slowly and five minutes feels like five hours. The sun was high in the sky when he left and now the moon is out, the sky is black, and there are stars twinkling in the sky. Frogs croak in the distance and it sounds like hundreds, but I bet there are just a few.
It’s hard to believe the world is still so beautiful when something so ugly is going on downstairs.
My eyes get heavy listening to the music of the outdoors. I try to stay awake. I want to wait for Ari, but the clock shows one in the morning now and I can’t wait any longer.
I doze off, falling onto the bed, and grab his pillow to hold to my chest. I’m in and out of sleep, waking up to random sounds coming from the movie playing when the door finally opens.
Sitting up, I rub my eyes and my voice is laced with sleep. “Ari, is that you?”
“Go back to sleep, Tesoro.” His tone is quiet as if he doesn’t want to yank me from the spell exhaustion has on me.
I roll over and turn on the lamp and he pauses, shutting his eyes because he knows how I’m about to react.
He is drenched in blood. His white shirt is ruined, stained with red as if it gushed on him. His hands look like he reached into a body to turn it inside out. There’s a red smear across his cheek and he finally lifts his eyes from the floor to look at me.
“What happened?” I scramble to the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch him, then decide not to because there isn’t a clean spot I can see.
“I got the information I needed. He wouldn’t break, but eventually, he did. Matias is cleaning up.”
Cleaning up.
“Is he dead?”
“Very,” he rumbles low with a sneer. “Rosie, it’s best if you stay away from me right now. I’m still full of rage. I still want to hurt someone. Stay in here while I clean up, okay?”
He doesn’t give me time to answer. He disappears into the bathroom, keeping the door cracked. The spray of the water hisses and through the small crack, I can see the shadows of him undressing, and like always, I don’t listen to him.
I jump off the bed and push the door open. Ari is standing in front of the vanity, stark naked, bloody hands gripping the edge of the counter and he is breathing in harsh bursts. His dark hair is a mess, hanging in front of his face, and his arms begin to tremble the harder he squeezes the vanity’s edge. His knuckles turn white and his eyes, cold and calculating meet mine in the mirror.
