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Abigail doesn’t panic. The only ripples across the surface dissipate when I stop thrusting into her. The water stills over her face, and I’m met with her emerald eyes. They are serene, not in the slightest distressed that this is how her life ends. Her chest constricts, as her body tries to force her to take a breath. A breath that will fill her lungs with water.
Still, no panic.
Meanwhile, my heart is fucking pounding in my chest.
She isn’t like the others…
…She never was.
Pulling the rope, I raise her from the surface. She violently sucks in a deep breath of air as I grip her to my chest. Pushing the wet, matted hair from her face, she continues to draw deep breaths as I gravelly question, “What the fuck are you doing, kitten?”
She is too busy filling her lungs with air to answer me. Chlorine-scented breaths waft over my face, and I continue to hold her inches from my own, waiting for her response.
“Proving…to you…” She struggles to push out the raspy words, “I want…the…anti-tale…the villain.”
For now…
Until you realize just how fucking deranged I really am.
“All of you.” Her words become clearer as she catches her breath. “Every bit of darkness that flows through your veins as you take me willingly to hell.”
With my fingers entangled in her wet, matted hair, I crash my lips against hers. They part readily, and I plunge my tongue into her mouth. Aggressively exploring every inch of her.
Needing to reclaim her asmykitten.
Using my tight fist in her hair as leverage, I violently yank her head back. My teeth scrape down her neck, and I pound up into her. Screams of pleasure billow from her lungs as I fuck her with a newfound vigor.
“Join me in hell, kitten.” I nip at her neck before dragging her face under the water. Fast, hard strokes of my cock have her quickly clenching around me. Her release bubbles from her mouth, as she screams beneath the surface.
Her cunt quivers around my cock, and watching her fully give herself over to me, does me in. Roaring as I drive into her, my cock twitches as I fill her.
Roughly lifting her from the water, I continue to withhold her breath, as I kiss her hard and deep. I drag her lower lip between my teeth when I finally pull back, equally as breathless.
“You might be the perfect fucking pet, kitten.” I breathe the words against her cheek.
CHAPTER
THIRTY-FOUR
DETECTIVE MICHALES
Sitting at The Oak Tavern, I take a swig of my IPA as I continue to swipe through the dating app on my phone.
Regardless of what Chief says, there is no way in hell I’m not going to continue to work this case. They’re all wrong. There is something going on with these people.
After being placed on indefinite leave, I decided to use some obscure methods to continue to work on this case without making any waves. I borrowed a few photos of a middle-aged model from his social media and created a dating profile for James. After spending a couple of days working my way through the well-known apps and finding nothing, it finally hit me.
My eyes scan over the photos of the three young women from the video that put me on leave. All of them are beautiful and young—college-aged young.
In what circles would they mingle with these wealthy, middle-aged men?
Ditching the well-advertised apps, I decided to move to a lesser-known, niche app. More correctly, an app to match sugar daddies with sugar babies. I’ve been waiting all day for them to verify my falsified credentials, proving I have the means to meet the qualifications they have for their Daddies.
Based on my assumed ages of them all, I extended my search area far enough to include the two universities that are within two hours of town.
I just need to find one of these young ladies.
Swiping through each profile, I pause to compare the faces against the photos I have sitting on the bar before me.
