Maybe it was unhealthy to kill someone for disrespect but Nala had sold me to Alex and The Gods. I could very well do that myself, as evident from the meeting this morning. “For a mere story, Nala?” I purred as I dragged the blade across hershoulder. Part of me wanted to pull the metal from her neck and watch the crimson river rain down her body but there would be time for that.
Right now, I wanted to feel her fleeting breaths as she sat there, helpless to fight me and Jade. Even as her lids started to close, there was fear in them. I worked quickly and effortlessly, making sure to leave a tribute to my favorite serial killer with the added flair of ‘go big or go home’. Blood dotted the cushions and the surrounding space as my little cuts afforded me the ability to peel back her skin.
Jade shuddered by my side and I realized that she had never seen this part of me. She only knew me before I had dated my men, before I had indulged in the darker side of my psyche. I’d have to apologize later because this moment was all for me.
Nala made an effort to move but all that happened was a grunt and then a hiss, the sound of life leaving her chest. This scene would prove to my men that I still loved them while also showing them what would happen if they stuck me in another institution.
I was no crazier than they were. I just knew what I liked and wasn’t afraid to lean into it.
To be honest, I probably had more of a conscience than they did.
“Finn?” Jade’s wary tone interrupted my thoughts.
My head jerked up to find Jade confused and uncomfortable at the scene before her. That’s when I realized that I had beenslicing off Nala’s flesh, even after death, her wide eyes pinned on me, my hand slowly stroking my cock for another release. Pleasure shot through me as I came again, white mixing with the red of my sins. Nala’s arms slowly fell to her sides, the lounge thoroughly soaked with her demise.
Now, this was a masterpiece.
But I couldn’t reserve the excitement for my accomplishment all to myself so I unlocked the room in my head to let the three out.
It’s done.
Fucking hell, Finn.
I think I’m going to throw up.
I growled at Dark’s attempt to upchuck the little food we had managed throughout the night, focusing on Killian. That stupid smirk was still on his lips as he surveyed the scene through my eyes. I’m not sure how Dark and Daemon hadn’t caught onto his less than innocent behavior in the last few days.
Now what? Did you plan for what happens next? Because this is a public club. Leaving this to Samael isn’t the flex you think it is. Someone’s going to get hurt, Finn.
So? That’s exactly the point.
That someone could be one of our men. Or us.
I ignored that sentiment. This was part of the game. I protected them and they protected me—us. If one of us failed atthat, then there would have to be a conversation. Preferably with blades or Slash’s favorite machete.
Besides, I was the master of plans. I had been playing this game foryears. Killian knew as much so his words came off more as a warning than a reminder. Did he know something?
Fingers grazed my arm once again drawing me out of my head. I really needed to stop zoning out like that. Jade peered up at me through her lashes, those beautiful eyes daring me to do something else that was just a little bit too risqué for anyone in this club. As much as I wanted to share this scene with someone, Jade wasn’t on that list. Slash would have been my first choice and then Samael. Aeron’s idea of fun wasn’t this and I didn’t blame him.
He was the one that always said his cravings were his own. That was the same for me. My cravings were my own, although I would share them with whoever would enjoy them.
Was there a point to this? Nyla was a piece of shit but she didn’t deserve this.
Examples had to be made, Daemon
An example would include threatening her. Not killing.
You already threatened her.
This didn’t really teach anyone not to fuck with us.
No one is going to know that it is us. So what’s the point?
The point is thatFinn is a crazy bastard. He’s a little detached from the rest of society which is why I kept him locked up for so long.
Wait. So Finn is the original?
I didn’t say that.
