Is she trying to hide so no one knows it’s her?
She takes one glance at the many people dancing around and immediately veers up the stairs. We follow like obedient dogs, tagging behind her at an appropriate distance, while throwing glances at each other like we both know we’re absolutely screwed.
Fabulous.
“What are we doing here?” Xavier asks bravely.
“You two couldn’t help yourself from killing, even when I told you not to,” she says, glancing at both of us over her shoulder. “A punishment is due.”
Xavier pauses and swallows, then throws me a glance before continuing behind her.
He’s scared and rightfully so, because we have no clue what she’s going to do.
I, for one, am excited as hell.
My heart throbs in my chest as we walk through the purple-painted hallways lined with lewd statues and paintings. The erotic undertones in this old wooden building always tingle my artistic urges, but nothing makes me write faster than watching Sunny step into the darkness of the Tartarus Society.
The last time she was here, she strapped me to my chair in my room and made me beg for it, and the mere memory makes me salivate at the mouth. But I shouldn’t get my hopes up just yet. After all … we deserve to be punished, and I can’t wait to see what she’s got in store.
Is she going to cut our hearts out? Slit our throats? End it quickly, or make our suffering endure?
God, the thought alone makes goose bumps scatter on my skin. I can’t wait.
She moves underneath the gloomy lights like she already knows these halls and makes her way to a certain room I know all too well: mine.
She opens the door and steps inside, then waits for us to join her. There are books and papers scattered all over my floor, and I wish I’d known she’d lead us here because I would’ve cleaned up the mess.
As both Xavier and I move into the middle of my room, and Xavier looks around, she slams the door shut so harshly that he jolts up and down. She flicks on the light in my room, which glitters across the floor.
“So you two thought it was a good idea to murder a cop just because I kissed him on the cheek?”
“Not me, I only helped him get rid of the body,” I say.
“Silence.” Just the sound of her command immediately shuts me up. “You’ve disappointed me.”
Xavier slowly drops to his knees of his own volition. “I’m sorry.”
Her nostrils flare, and she focuses her gaze on me. “You. On your knees too.”
Thud. Thud.
My knees drop to the floor right beside Xavier, but neither of us dares to look anywhere else but at her flaming presence.
How could I resist?
“Hands behind your back.”
Our hands move backward immediately, locking in place.
God, I love how controlling she is.
“Good. This is how I like to see it. Subservient, as you should.”
She drops the bag she was carrying onto the wooden floor, and I wonder what kind of weapons are inside. Knives? Guns? Or something worse?
My entire body shivers at the thought.
“I have to say, I’m impressed you two managed to get as far as you did, bickering like a married couple.”
