Page 79 of My Perfect Villain


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“Felix!” Silas grabs onto the side mirror as I start to back up. “What the—”

“Get in.”

He blinks at me before shaking his head. “You just said you can’t—”

“I fucking know! But if you want to know what the hell is going on, get in this goddamn car and buckle the fuck up!”

Silas scowls but gets in. “Where are we going?”

“My place.”

“Why?”

The tires squeal and spin as I tear out of the parking lot, ignoring his question while I fly down the road. “Do you see a phone over there?”

“You know I’m going to be in some deep shit if I’m not back by sun up, right?”

I slam on the brakes, gripping the steering wheel tightly as I slowly turn. “In or out, Silas. I never ask anything of you, try to keep things quiet so I don’t make trouble, but I am about to cause one hell of a shit storm, so I need to know if you’re in or out right now.”

He stares at me for a few seconds, his pale-colored eyes shifting between mine. Then he nods firmly and starts looking around the floor. “I’m in. Just don’t get us killed.”

It’s not us I’m worried about.

I should have listened to Zia.

I didn’t think anything would happen in such a short amount of time, but it did, and it’s all my fault.

“Found your phone.”

I glance at Silas as I take off down the road again. “Look through the contacts for Rae.”

“Got it.” He hands me the phone. “It’s calling.”

After two rings, the same voice I heard from outside the bathtub answers. “Where are you?”

“Is this Rae?” I know it is, but I need to be sure.

“Who the fuck is this? Where’s my sister?”

“My name is Felix. Your sister kidnapped me a few nights ago. I heard everything you two were talking about and I wanted to help her. We planned on leaving for Velariom tomorrow night and—”

A low growl rumbles down the line. “I don’t give a shit about any of this. I want to know where Azizia is.”

“She’s gone and—”

“What!” he barks. “I swear to god if you laid one—”

“Shut up and listen!” I swerve just in time to miss another trash can. “Xadrian took her from me, and I need your help to get her back.”

I can feel Silas staring at me, his curiosity and confusion practically palpable since I’ve never acted this way over anyone before, but I’m not about to entertain any of that right now.

No, I’m way too focused on figuring out a plan to get Zia back and I don’t give a shit if it’s Stockholm syndrome or not, that unhinged little vixen is mine now.

Zia ismineand anyone who takes from me is going to find out what lengths this freak of a vampire will go to in order to keep what belongs to him.

Xadrian better be ready because he hasnoidea what the definition of Hell truly is, and I’m about to bring it right to his front door.

Can this nerdy vampire save his captor from the depths of Hell?

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