Page 58 of My Perfect Villain


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Maybe he knew I was going to take him.

And maybe… maybe he wanted me to.

Oh, the thought has me so happy. I can’t wait for him to wake up so I can listen to that smooth voice of his again.

It doesn’t take long. It’s about a mouthful later and his eyes are opening, but then they widen and he shoots upwards, spitting the blood out all over the place. He wipes his mouth as best he can, coughing and choking like I’ve poisoned him.

“No! I can’t drink this stuff! It’s… It’s…” he groans, then lays back against the pillows.

“What’s wrong with it? Is she sick or something?” I dart my gaze from him to the girl who is still trying to get out of the bindings.

He shakes his head. “No, no, she’s healthy, I just… she’s alive, Zia, and that, it’s… I could… Jesus.”

“What? What do you mean, Felix?”

His eyes close, and then it’s like he’s sleeping again.What the hell is wrong with him?

The girl is fighting like crazy, making so much noise it’s driving me insane.

I whirl toward her and press the tip of the knife to her throat. “Shut the fuck up!”

Her eyes widen, and even though she’s still shaking, she stops trying to escape. Her chest is heaving and she’s making weird breathing noises, but at least I can think a little clearly now. I start to pace as I work through my thoughts.

I need to feed Felix.

He doesn’t want her blood.

He can’t have mine because I’m too scared to cut myself.

I look down at my arm, wondering if I could bite into my own skin. I try it, sinking my teeth into the flesh of my forearm, but let out a whine when it starts to hurt.

Yeah, okay, that’s not going to happen.

Think, Zia. Think! You’re a freaking demon. How are you not able to think of what to do here?

But then it hits me, and I turn to the girl with a smirk. I hurry toward her, pressing the knife to her throat again.

“You need to die.”

Her eyes widen even further, and then I push the knife into her throat. It goes in with ease, and a shiver runs up my spine as the satisfaction of her warm blood pouring over my hand, and the life leaving her eyes.

I love a good slow killing, but Felix is depending on me, so I have to make it quick.

It doesn’t take long for her body to slump over. Which is when I realize all this blood is going to waste. I hurry to the kitchen again, slipping on the now blood covered floor, but thankfully don’t fall. I grab a coffee mug, then hurry back and wait for it to fill.

Then I stare at it.

Is he really going to know she was dead when I got this?

Or does it need to sit for a while?

How long does it need to sit for?

I place it on the end table, then stare at the girl and the mess I made.

Shit, I wasn’t supposed to kill anyone else.

It takes a while, but I’m finally able to coax Felix awake, though just barely. His eyes blink open a few times, but he’s weak.

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