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I shake my head and trudge toward the circular table nestled against the far wall. Leaning against it, I cross my arms and ankles, hoping she makes this quick.

With her attention back on the boy, Arriana clasps her hands behind her back. “Well, Colon. Any requests?”

He peers at her, eyes watery with the tears streaming down his blotchy face. “Please don’t do this.” He begs.

Shaking her head, she chuckles. “Not that kind of request dear. It’s too late to change that.” She looks around the space, eyes landing on the butcher block of knives set on the counter. “Oh perfect!” Skipping over, she pulls out a large knife, grinning like a mad woman when she turns around.

Fuck, remind me not to piss her off. This woman’s crazy.

Colon cries when he notices the weapon in her hand and the psychotic glint in her eyes. “Plea-please.” He begs again, looking desperately between Arriana and me. I shake my head at him. There’s no way I’m stopping this.

Sighing dramatically, she stops in front of him. “I already told you,thisis happening.Now, I have a few ideas, poetic justice if you will.” Darting her hand out, she grabs hold of his hair and tugs his head back. “You were so keen on shoving your dick down my throat.” Colon’s eyes widen as his hands fly to cover his crotch. Shaking her head, she tsks, “No no, I’m not touching your gross dick. See, cock and balls don’t really do it for me, if you catch my drift.” She shoots him a wink.

Interesting.

Returning to her task, Arriana raises the hand holding the knife. “Now, I don’t know about you, but I think it would only be right for your last experience to be what you were so eager to dish out. Since I don’t have the rightequipmentthis bad boy will have to do.” She waves the knife in front of him, snickering at his whimpered protest. Moving her hand in his hair down to grip his jaw, she digs her nails into his skin. “Open up.” She purrs, forcing him to do just that.

I watch in horror as she shoves the knife straight down his throat, blood pouring out of the side of his mouth as he gurgles around the sharp intrusion. His Adam’s apple bobs as he tries to breathe around the blade, tears pouring down his face as he slowly bleeds to death while choking on his own blood.

Arriana steps back and hums. “Sweet sweet justice.” She murmurs, snapping a photo once the last of his life has bled from his eyes.

I force down the gag trying to make its way out of my throat as I step forward and take my own photo. “That was…” I trail off, averting my gaze from the grisly sight before me.

“I know, right?” She sighs, a content look on her face.

Yep, don’t piss her off.

I grunt in response as I pull on a pair of gloves and begin the process of cleaning up any evidence we were ever here before wrecking the place and snatching random valuables to sell the break-in request. We work in silence, one thought running through my mind.

I’m getting too damn old for this.

Chapter 19

Avamarie

“Hello, my name is Katelynn. How can I help?”

A smile breaks across my face as I recognize the same receptionist who answered my call last time. Thankfully this call is much easier to make. “Hi Katelynn. My name’s Ava and I need to schedule to get an IUD please.” I pause before adding, “Thesooner the better.” A dull ache throbs between my legs as the possibility of finally being able to satisfy my needs approaches.

“Of course Ava. I’d be happy to get that scheduled for you.” Katelynn’s chipper voice flows through the phone. “Have you had unprotected sex within the last two weeks?”

I’m startled by the question. And frustrated. “No.” I grumble.

Not for lack of trying.

“Oh perfect!”

Perfect? Am I missing something? Why is she so happy that I’m not getting fucked?

I hear keys tapping on the other end of the line. “Since you won’t have to wait the two weeks, we can get you in much sooner.” She explains, easing the frustration from my body. Well, most of it at least. “We have some openings later this week if you’d be interested?”

“Yes!” I exclaim, wincing at how desperate I sound.

Fuck. He ruined me. Years of dry spell and I was totally fine. One mind-blowing fuck with Killian and I’m practically weeping at the chance to get his dick inside me again.

Katelynn chuckles. “Wonderful. Let's see what works best for your schedule.”

We schedule my appointment and the follow up. I already feel better when we disconnect the call. Having a plan, a course of action, has always helped settle some of the anxiety coursing through me at any given moment. This time being no different.

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