She laughs out loud and grins. “Are you scared, pup?”
Even if I am, my pants are tented to the max.
Watching her kill … is the lifeblood of my obsession.
I fall to my knees in front of her.
“You should be. I could kill anyone I wanted to kill,” she says.
She cups my face with bloodied fingers and forces me to look up at her.
I whimper, “Is it over?”
She nods, smiling. “You did well.”
The relief that washes over me is unnatural.
So good that it makes my entire body tingle.
And when she leans in to kiss me, I’m on cloud nine.
This … this is all I ever needed. This is what I’d kill for. This is what I’d die for.
My woman.
Atreus
This is it.
There’s no going back.
Not after witnessing this.
My stomach nearly turns over, but I manage to keep myself together as I look at the ghoulish scene in front of me. Samuel’s transgression earned him the worst punishment I’ve seen in my lifetime, and nothing I ever expected to come across.
This woman is beyond anything I could ever imagine.
Yet … I’ve fallen for her so hard I don’t know how to ever look away.
She’s a serial killer with a scorned soul, and I’ve been a small piece of the puzzle that made her story. The devious conniving it takes to plan that all and have the pieces fall exactly as they were supposed to.
God, it’s riveting.
In some sick, twisted way, I actually admire this kind of violence.
She’s done what my agency—whatI—haven’t been able to achieve in years; take down several high-ranking Bones Brotherhood figures. Is it truly justice to let them walk when the evidence lacks? Or is it more merciful to the world to rid it of their stain?
She kisses Xavier with passion, and a pang of jealousy flickers through my body.
I don’t deserve her.
Not after what I did.
But I cannot give her up either.
When she stops to take a breath, she glances at me over her shoulder. “Have I gone too far now?”
I lick my lips. “I knew you would kill him.”
