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He struggled against me when I dropped to a crouch and seized his hands. I’ve dealt with stronger men with lesser strength.
I bound his hands behind his back with the phone cord. It wasn’t as long as I’d hoped. I couldn’t tie him to a chair, but he’d do just fine hogtied on the floor like a trussed pig.
I picked up my bloody blade and cut him in the knee to restrict movement. He cried like an animal in a slaughter house.
This was the only time my pulse raced beneath my skin. This very moment when I was about to cut someone open. Fuck, I
could never get used to the thrill.
Kurtis was a mess before me. With his hands secured behind him and his knee weeping blood, there was only little he could
do in terms of movement. The asshole was stuck before me–like I wanted.
“Please, man,” snot and tears ran trails down his face. “I’m sorry…”
Right now, I must look light a nightmare. A few damp strands of my wavy hair stuck to the side of my face, brushing too close to my right eye.
“Why don’t we have a little chat?” I tilted my head to push the strand away. “Tell me about the last woman you fucked. Who
did she belong to?”
He muttered some words I couldn’t hear. But I was sure they weren’t answers to my question.
I stabbed him in the second knee, delighting in the song his throat produced. Who would’ve thought Kurtis was such a good
singer?
I could be patient in times like this. So, I waited for the song to end.
“Next time you ignore my question, I’ll teach your tongue how to scream without your mouth‘
His lips quivered. “Fuck!”
“Who did she belong to Kurtis?”
“No one!” He drew in a shaky breath. “She was… she was just a random fling, I swear!”
Hmm. “But you wanted what was mine.” I clicked my tongue, my head tilting to the side. “You wanted to fuck Rali.”
I imagined him hovering over her. Imagined my girl moaning in his arms with her legs open for him. Picturing it, I saw red.
“What would you have done to her?” My gaze slithered to his Adam’s Apple. “If she’d shown up but didn’t want sex, would you have forced yourself on her?”
“I wasn’t going to sleep with her, man!”
I chuckled. “Lie again and maybe I’ll peel the truth from your bones.”
“God, please!”
God? My eyes went up to his. “Why don’t we leave God out of this? You didn’t pray when you planned this. Don’t start now.”
“How long do you think you’ll last if I cut this out?” The tip of my blade made contact with his throat. “You know the record’s a minute. Last man I tried this on choked and died before the clock ticked sixty “I tsked. “It was quite disappointing. I’m wondering, will you beat the record?”
There was blood in his eyes, not real, the kind only panic could paint. The said apple bobbed as he nervously gulped again.
I let the blade break skin.
“Wait…!”
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Yeah, I will. Right after this.
Pinning his head down with my hand, I dipped the blade into his throat, forming a circle around the thyroid cartilage.
His gaze split wide with fear. I didn’t realize how much I enjoyed his scream until it was cut short. Shit. I wish there was a
way he could keep screaming despite his broken cords.
I successfully cut it out and held it up to my face in
pure
admiration.
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” I rolled my thumb around the fractured edges.
When I didn’t get a response, I glanced down to find him struggling to make a sound.
The fear behind his lashes, the shivering of his body, and the blood pooling around him–it was a masterpiece. Not my
greatest since I wasn’t in my warehouse. Still, it was worth the time.
“You know,” I rolled the cartilage in my hand. “I really have to thank you for this… privilege. Coming here, I was worried I’d be bored without bloodshed. Who knew you’d volunteer?”
With a smile, I carefully dropped the organ on the floor like it mattered. “Fine. I’ll let you choose where I cut next.”
I returned to the room to find Rali still cuffed to the bed, panicking. She was startled by my abrupt entrance and quickly ran
her eyes over my body.
didn’t have the bloody knife on me or any of the asshole’s blood. But the look in her eyes told
she wasn’t convinced.
Id
“What did you do?” She asked, voice shaking.
I had a good time with Kurtis, but staring at Rali now and picturing her get ruined by another man sent fire straight through
my veins.
Fuck her fears and doubts. Right now, all I wanted to do was bury myself deep into her to remind her that she was
Reaching her on the bed, I grabbed her and flipped her over, forcing her face–down onto the mattress.
Thank fuck for the cuff that kept her partly in place. With my mood, I might really hurt her if she made this
more
diff for
She whined and protested as I pulled the towel aside, then easily ripped off her throng.
It didn’t matter how much she yelled and cursed at me to get off. In seconds, I was deep inside her, fucking and taking what
was mine.
RALI
Kurtis was dead.
There was no official word yet. His door was locked, and the ones he usually lounged around with mumbled something about
him having “urgent business” and leaving on a smaller boat.
But I knew they were lies. Somehow, like before, Void had managed to clear his murder. Kurtis couldn’t have simply checked out after encountering him. The monster killed him.
The thought ignited something feral inside me. How could he kill a man for simply making advances at me? Who the hell did he think he was? My god?
And to think the knucklehead had the audacity to return to the suite and fuck me while I was in cuffs. He was an emotionless son of a bitch
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And now, I wanted to get back at him.
I stood there at the entrance of the bar, watching Igor laugh with a couple of men.
The man looked so happy, completely ignorant a murder had taken place on his boat.
Void was so confident I wouldn’t report him to the authorities. Well, I was about to prove him wrong.
As the men Igor was talking to left, I made my move. He was already turning to leave when I intercepted him.
“I need a moment, Mr. Stanislav.”
He turned to me, surprise lifting his brows. “Ms. Hayes. How’re you doing, dear?”
“I’m fine, I hope.” I looked around the bar. The bartender was busy rearranging bottles on the shelf, and aside Igor and I, there was no one else in sight.
“There is something you must know. I know… maybe I should keep quiet about this, but I can’t.”
His expression grew serious. “What is it, Rali? You can talk to me.”
My tongue suddenly felt heavy. For a moment, I thought, what if
was putting Igor in danger?
No, no way. Igor was the owner of the boat. Every cop in this place was answerable to him. Surely, one man would not be able to defeat every single person on this boat.
I didn’t care about the asshole’s feelings anymore. It was time to put him down.
“I think something happened to Kurtis Flynn.”
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