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Then my gaze narrows on Colin, and red tinges my vision. All the hell he inflicted comes racing back, washing over me like ocean waves during a raging storm.
I need this.
After the hell of being tied up and helpless in that concrete dungeon, Colin is going to get what’s coming to him.
My eyes never leave Colin’s battered face as I saunter closer to him.
Leaning over the chair he’s bound to, I stare him down, flames dancing in my eyes.
The monster roars inside me, licking her chops, hungering for vengeance.
Colin trembles, unsure how to handle a strong woman.
Eve is intimidating the fuck out of him.
I spit in his face, just as he did mine, watching the anger redden his cheeks.
Holding up the razor blade, I smile. “This blade is a bit dull and rusty, but it still works.” I tilt it, letting the light wash over it so he can see it better.
“Just tell me when it hurts.”
Then I slice it across his face, his screams filling the room.
I patiently wait for Colin’s howls to turn to whimpers.
When they do, I give him a cold smile. “That was just a taste. Let the real fun begin.”
Then I begin carving up his body, his screams and cries a symphony to my ears.
I don’t know how much time passes, but when I look up, Bryan stands beside the chair.
Locking eyes with me, Bryan waves smelling salts beneath Colin’s nose. “Don’t fade out now. You wouldn’t want to miss any of the fun things we have planned for you.”
Colin jerks, his eyes nearly swollen shut, making it harder for him to see.
Feeling his presence beside me, I turn my head to William, my gaze locking with his.
A smirk pulls my lips up. “Those eyelids are pretty swollen. It seems he’s having problems keeping them open.” I lift one shoulder. “Maybe I need to cut them off so he can see better.”
William steps closer, cocking his head as he studies Colin. “He wouldn’t be able to keep his eyes off you then.”
Colin sucks in a breath, his fear palpable as his gaze slides from William to mine. Sweat pours down his body as he looks back and forth between us, terror etched on his face.
“What do you say, Colin? Are you going to keep those eyes open… Or do I need to cut your eyelids off?” I cock a hip, waiting for his response.
He quivers uncontrollably. “I-I’ll s-stay a-a-awake. J-J-Just p-please, d-don’t.”
Winking at William, I hand the dull razor blade back to Bryan, then grab the knife from my sheath. “I feel like a different kind of fun now. How about you, Colin?”
“Please don’t.” His lips quiver as the tears flow from his eyes, dripping down his chin and mixing with the blood and sweat on his torso. “Don’t do this.”
His words send me back to that concrete dungeon, the cold seeping through the marrow of my bones, fear lodged in my throat.
It’s not Colin’s battered and broken body tied to a chair that I see right now.
It’s me, wrists and ankles bound, struggling against him as Colin tears at my clothes, intent on raping me.
Terror causes my body to quake uncontrollably, my chest burning from the sobs that well in my throat, choking me.
