Page 76 of Destruction


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Killian sighs audibly and speaks under his breath, but we can still hear him.

“If we were you’d be dead.”

I glance between Carter and Knox, ignoring the asshole across from me.

“I’ve heard the Bonetti name in reference to the mafia.”

Carter nods in between bites of his food.

“We don’t know them. They are not part of our family.”

CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

KILLIAN

Heather runs her hands up my legs while kneeling between them. Her heated gaze is focused on mine as she gets closer to where I want her.

“Fuck, Killer.”

I groan, waking myself up. She stands at the foot of my bed with her hand over her mouth. She tilts her head with a mischievous grin as I realize I still feel someone touching my legs.

Yanking the blankets off my body, I see several snakes slithering on and around my legs.

“Put them away. Now.”

Walking to the side of the bed, she picks up one of the snakes and pets it like it’s a goddamn dog, and holds it in front of my face.

“Come on, Killian. Give her a pet.”

I do not fucking like snakes.

“I’m going to kill you. You realize that, right?”

She giggles, and if I weren’t so pissed, I might be affected by it.

“Aww, don’t be scared, Kill. It’s okay. I won’t let the baby snake hurt you,” she taunts me, only making me want to hurt her more than I already do.

Grabbing a second snake, she lays it on my bare chest with a smile that appears sweet, even though it’s anything but.

“I will put them away if you ask nicely.”

I glance up at her as she wraps three more of these slithery fuckers around her arm.

“Put them away, Heather.”

She sighs a disappointed, sounding breath.

“Killian, ask nicely,” she sing-songs, causing me to grit my teeth.

“Please, put the fucking snakes away, Killer. That’s as nice as I get.”

Heather picks up the remaining snake from the bed, grabs the one on my chest, places them inside a container, and puts the lid on top. I notice the holes on the top of the lid, I assume so the creepy fuckers can breathe.

Walking up behind her, I grab her hair, wrap it around my fist and spin her around.

“You wanted my attention, Killer? Now you fucking have it.”

I pull her hair, forcing her head back so her gaze is on mine.