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Damon tenses behind me, but I’m already closing the distance between Thomas and me, slamming my palm upward into his nose. I wince at the sickening crunch it makes, but I don’t back off.
Beck rolls back on his heels. “Fucking nice.” He approaches me, twirling what looks to be a surgeon’s blade between his fingers before holding it out to me handle side first. “I hear he gave you some scars. I thought you might like to return the favor.”
The metals cool to the touch and weighs more than I expected. “Um…thank you?”
I move around to Thomas’s back, who is now thrashing against his chains. I hold the knife awkwardly between us. I don’t have the first clue what I’m doing.
“I’ll help you.” Damon steps into my back, his hand forming around mine.
He brings the knife to Thomas’s back but lets me be the one to apply pressure. It’s squishy and gross, and I don’t like it at all. But I love the way Thomas hisses. How he pleads for me to stop.
In the end, the cut is only a quarter the size he left on me, but I’m filled with an overwhelming sense of satisfaction when he looks up at me with terror.
Maybe he’s right. Maybe I am broken. Maybe that’s exactly what I’m meant to be.
“Soooo do you want to do the honors, or can I?” Beck asks gleefully.
Rae slaps the back of her hand against his stomach. “Don’t freak her out.”
Beck leans in, kissing her temple, only for Rush to kiss the other, and suddenly, their relationship is way more interesting than torturing Thomas.
“Are you guys together?” I ask.
“Yes,” Rae replies, eyes slitted as she waits for my reaction.
“Oh my God. You have to meet Mia.” I’m too excited to notice the four matching looks of surprise.
Beck leans in and play whispers, “Who’s Mia?”
I smile wide with pride. “My friend who has two NHL hockey player boyfriends. I’m sure there’s like tips and tricks you guys can talk about.”
“She should try it with a third,” Nico, who’s been silently scowling from the corner, chimes in.
My head jerks back as I look at all of them, and then realization dawns on me.
“You have three hot mafia boyfriends?” I practically squeal the words, and Rae grins.
“Why, are you looking for more?” she asks.
“Back off my wife.” Damon’s arm crosses my chest possessively.
I glance up, placing a kiss under his chin. “Relax. Just girl talk.”
Wet coughing draws my attention back to Thomas, who I magically forgot was here. He’s turned a putrid green color as he watches us with narrowed eyes. There’s pure hate there, and I know if given the chance, he’d make it so I’d never be safe again.
I hand the blade to Damon. “You do it.”
“My pleasure.” He stalks toward Thomas, whose eyes are wide with visible terror.
“Please. Don…don’t kill me…just let me go.” Thomas’s voice cracks around the syllables as the distance between the two of them closes.
“You don’t want me to kill you?” Damon asks.
“I’ll do anything. Whatever you want. You’ll never see me again, I swear.”
“Okay.”
What? The air catches in my lungs. I can’t believe Damon would just let him go. I won’t believe it.
