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I giggle while Gray rolls his eyes. “As long as it doesn’t take all day,” he barks. “We have to get back as soon as possible.”
While we walk over to the section with the mirrors, Cain assures us it won’t take long. “It can be anything from minutes to hours. It all depends on you, really.” He stops in front of a chest of drawers and rummages through the top one. “How good is your aim, Princess?”
I smirk at Gray, pointedly looking at his shoulder. “I’d say it’s impeccable,” I say.
Gray absentmindedly rubs his shoulder where I shot him back in another lifetime. Before I really got to know him. “She can definitely handle herself with a gun,” he says, winking at me.
Cain quickly hands me a gun. I spin it around on my finger and test the weight. I don’t know enough about firearms to know what model or brand it is, but I like the feel of it.
“And I also kept this in case you want to use it,” Cain says as he pulls a blonde wig from the second drawer.
A dark smile splits my lips in two as an idea hits me. “Ooh,” I coo. “Yes. Irina should wear this.”
Gray’s menacing smile is downright sinful. “Fuck yeah, she should. Cain?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you have a mask for Rusty and Irina? The siblings don’t have to know they’re facing each other.”
I clap my hands together in excitement. “Yes.”
At the same time, Cain slaps Gray on the back. “Always knew you had an inner me, Gray.” He sounds proud, like this is a moment he’s been waiting for. “Come to think about it, they don’t need to talk, do they?”
I shake my head. “It might be better if they can’t.”
While Cain forces the Miss Piggy mask on Rusty, Gray follows me over to Irina’s box where I put the wig on her, and then slap the duct tape Gray hands me over her mouth before placing the Kermit mask on her face. I ignore all her muffled screams.
“There we go, Irina,” I say once I’m done. “If you ask me, you look prettier this way.”
I barely get the words out before Gray hauls me into his arms. “You look so fucking hot right now, Princess,” he rasps. “Have I told you how much I love you?”
Even though it isn’t the time, I melt and wind my arms around his neck so I can pull him down for a scorching and completely inappropriate kiss.
“If it’s half as much as I love you, I’ll consider myself a very lucky woman,” I pant against his lips.
Chuckling, Gray steps back. “Oh, trust me, Princess. I love you more than you could ever love me. You fucking saved me and you don’t even know it.”
His words sink beneath my skin and wrap themselves around my heart where I want to store them until I’m old and gray.
“We can debate who loves who the most later,” I quip. “For now, I think Irina deserves a chance at winning her freedom.”
The crazy bitch stops trying to scream and becomes completely still, clearly listening intently.
Gray picks up on my thoughts right away. “Here’s the deal, Irina,” he says, crouching down in front of her. “If you escape me in the house of mirrors, you’re free. You’ll never see either of us again. But you have to do it with your mask on. If you remove it, you’re dead. Nod if you understand.”
She eagerly nods.
“And because we’re not complete savages, unlike you,” I say, unable to resist the taunt. “You get a weapon. A knife.”
We didn’t discuss the rules of the game upfront, but fuck if I don’t love this development. While I’m sane enough to know it’s grotesque and beyond cruel, it fits the people we made them up for to a T.
“Sit tight,” Gray says. “If you move or make a sound, you don’t get the weapon.”
Taking my hand, he drags me over to Cain and Rusty, where we repeat the rules. The only change is that Gray tells him it’ll be me Rusty’s facing, which is perfect with the blonde wig.
While Cain gets Rusty ready, I peek over at Irina. The clothes she’s wearing are similar enough to mine that I can help fuck with Rusty. I quickly unbraid my hair and run my fingers through it to muss it up.
I can feel both Cain’s and Gray’s eyes on me, but they’re smart enough not to say anything with Rusty within hearing range.
