When he’s naked, we tie him to a tree and douse him in ice-cold water. Joshua shows up a few minutes later, nodding to confirm the cameras are dealt with. I calmly remove the baseball bat I customized earlier from the bag. Sharp nails protrude from the tip and the sides, and I pin him with a malicious grin as I approach. I rip the tape off his mouth and hover over him. “Any last words, fuckface?”
“Yeah, asshole,” he pants, spitting blood onto the forest floor. “I fingered her first.”
Alesso rams his fist into the dick’s stomach before shooting his kneecaps. Blood gushes from the gaping holes as Sebastien howls in pain.
“Not so brave now, dickwad.” I bury the end of my bat into his left knee and twist.
Anguished shouts pepper the air, but there’s no one around for miles to hear him. Tears stream down his face as he loses control of his bladder. We hop back, chuckling as he pisses all over the place. “Please,” he says, finally realizing the gravity of the situation he’s in. “I’m sorry. Just let me go, and I won’t tell anyone.”
“You think you can hurt the girl I love and live?” I swing the bat at his groin, reveling in the animalistic sounds lacing the air. “Fuck you, fuckface. You were never going to live.” I bring the bat down on his body, raining vengeance on every inch of him as I swing it over and over, ripping skin and pounding bones. Every cry of pain is music to my ears, and I zone out, going into that dark place in my head, as I make this fucker pay for hurting my Lili.
Blood covers me as I continue beating the fucker until he’s an unrecognizable pile of broken limbs and shredded skin.
“Enough, Caleb.” I come to as Alesso and Joshua are trying to haul me back. “He’s dead,” Alesso says. “He can’t hurt her or threaten her again.”
Throwing the bloodied bat away, I breathe deeply as I watch Cristian and Alesso untie what’s left of Sebastien from the tree and toss him to the forest floor. Cristian adds his hat and jacket to the pile with my bat. Joshua dons a full plastic face mask and he’s wearing protective gloves as he carries the empty barrel over to the bloody pile. Cristian and Alesso help him to put Sebastien’s remains and the other evidence into the drum, andthen they back away, coming to join me as we watch my twin work magic.
Joshua carries the vat of hydrochloric acid over to the container where he carefully pours it inside. We watch in morbid fascination as it literally melts away skin and bone until fuckface is nothing but chemical soup. Joshua seals the drum with a secure lid, and then we carry it to the truck we came in, depositing the drum and truck at the chemical plant we stole it from on our way back to the city.
I’m covered in dried blood as I step foot in my penthouse sometime later. I disposed of my brass knuckles, socks, and shoes in the incinerator on the ground level before coming up in the elevator. I don’t want to trail muddy, bloody footprints across my pristine hardwood floors.
The lights are out downstairs, but I’m guessing Lili is still waiting up for me. She knew we were going after her ex, and I doubt she could sleep knowing I wasn’t home. When I step into our bedroom, I see I’m right. Shock splays across her face when she sees me. Setting her book down on the bedside table, she slides out of bed and comes over to me. She links her fingers through mine. “I don’t need to ask how it went,” she adds, pulling me into the bathroom.
The monster residing inside me still wants to play, but I ball my hands into fists at my sides, working hard to leash the beast. In the past, I’d have gone to Club H and fucked my way through the orgy room to expend the remaining aggression. Lili turns the shower on, and steam begins filling the room. Her hand darts out to remove my shirt, but I hold her wrist, stalling her. “Don’t.”I step away, willing the adrenaline racing through my veins to calm down.
“You don’t scare me, Caleb.”
“I should.” My entire body is trembling from sheer bloodlust. “I’m not fully in control now, Lili. Go back to bed. I’ll join you in a while.”
“I want to help,” she says, moving a step closer.
“Don’t come any closer, Elisa,” I warn, sidestepping her. “I just need some time to calm down.”
“What do you normally do?” she asks, standing before me in a pure angelic white silk nightie.
I bark out a laugh. “You don’t want to know.”
“I do.” She juts her chin up as steam swirls around the room.
“I’d go to a sex club and fuck, angel. Hard and fast for hours and hours until it was all gone from my system.”
She gulps. “You can fuck me. You know I’m ready.”
“Hell no.” I vigorously shake my head. “I’m not doing that to you.”
Hurt flares in her eyes. “Because I don’t know what I’m doing?” she asks in a timid voice, and my protective side surges to the fore.
“No, Lil. That’s not it. It’s because you’re too good to be fucked like a whore.”
“What if I want you to?” Her chin juts up again. “What if I like it?”
Jesus Christ. She’s really not helping. “If that’s what you want, we can do it.” She moves toward me with her lips curling into a smile. “But not tonight. I’d traumatize your pussy for life if I fucked you raw your first time, and it wouldn’t be enough. I’d want to do it all night.”
She steps right up to me. “I want to be good enough for you, Caleb, and I don’t want you holding back.”
“I’m not fucking you tonight, Elisa. I’m saving your first time for Canada.” I hadn’t told her yet. I was keeping it as a surprise, but I need her to leave this bathroom before I lose my control and pounce on her.
“Canada? What’s in Canada?”
