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He thrashes under me as I bring the flame to his hair. It wouldn’t ignite, just singe. But based on the way he panics, I’m guessing he doesn’t know that.
“I wonder if they’d be able to identify your ashes, Marcus,” I muse, tightening my hold on his body until he stills. “If they did, who would they tell, hmm? You got a wife at home? Kids? People who will miss you when you disappear, floating away on a strong breeze as though you never existed?”
I skim his pulse, letting him feel the heat before releasing the flame. He deflates and I press the burning hot metal to his skin, hard enough to scar his flesh.
He screams and I roll my eyes.
This is nothing.
Burn him down.
“Tell me now or I’ll fucking destroy you, right here, right now. I don’t give a fuck if I take this entire building down with you.” I smirk, lighting the flame again with a shrug. “I’d prefer it, honestly.”
“Fine,” he grits out. “I didn’t come here for her. I moved here because my grandfather died and I took over his house. I didn’t know who she was, didn’t know she was the preacher’s kid.” He swallows, his eyes wide. “Didn’t know ‘till I heard her speak.”
“And?” I drawl, my heart thumping wildly.
He swallows. “I just wanted to get to know her, man.” He shakes his head, burning himself again before crying like a little bitch. I scoff. “We were so good together. She put me first. Spent hours with me. She liked me the most.”
He’s rambling now, his words sloppy and disjointed, but I get the jist. He’s a fucking creep from that goddamned app that thinks things between him and Eve meant more than they did. He has no idea he was just a means to an end, a sick fuck with a deep wallet and convoluted thoughts.
He’s an idiot.
“But then something changed. She wouldn’t give me the time of day on the app anymore. Started flaking and turning me down. And then in person, she was sweet and—”
His body tenses and I see how he feels justified in his actions, the way he feels she belongs to him, even now.
Something that’s solidified when he spits, “She’s mine.” And then, his face turns red and his body goes rigid. “But she’s a fucking whore and she let some other man touch her. Let him fuck her mouth, come on her face when she—” He’s panting, trembling and me? I’m fucking grinning. “When she was supposed to be with me.”
“So, you thought you’d take her back,” I surmise. “You saw what you think you saw and wanted to stake your claim.”
“She shouldn’t be touching anyone else. If she gives it up that fucking easily, then I should have gotten what I was owed after all that money I spent on the whore.”
I click my tongue.
And there it is.
I bring the lighter to his cheek, tired of fucking around. The flame dances and burns. Marcus screams. I slap my free hand to his mouth, shoving him into the floor and silencing him as I continue to make charred paths over his face.
“Listen and listen good you insane motherfucker,” I hiss, getting all up in his face. “Eve is not yours. She was never yours. She will never fucking be yours. She owes you nothing. Not her time. Not her attention. Not her gratitude.” I press harder, keeping the flame on the same spot, his hammering pulse. “And not her goddamn body.”
I chuckle when he starts to cry. I’m half afraid he might piss himself.
“And that man you think you saw?” I murmur, my eyes fluttering at the scent of his burning flesh. “The man who fucked her face and came all over it? Marking her, claiming her?” I lean down, finding his ear. “It was me and fuck, she felt so good swallowing my cock. Taking me into her sweet cunt. Wrapped around me until I filled her with my cum.”
It’s not true. Not in this lifetime, at least. Not that he needs to know that.
Marcus screams under my hand, but I’ve had enough.
“Here’s what you’re going to do.”
I move the lighter to his cheek, burning just below his eye so everyone can see his scarred tears.
“You’re going to sell that house and get the fuck out of Divinity Falls. You’ll never look at her again. Never touch her again. Never even fucking think of her again or I swear to the God who’s watching you burn that I will finish this and I won’t stop until you’re a pile of ashes at my feet.”
Jerking back, I release the flame and press the now scalding metal to his fresh burn, relishing in his screams.
“And then,” I hiss, shoving to my feet. “I’ll fuck her in your ashes and make sure it’s my name she screams.”
