Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 94513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94513 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
He tried to move again, as if he could break free.
“But back to my brother. She willingly spread her legs for him,” I said, enjoying the way his body trembled at my words.
He didn’t want to hear this, which meant that was exactly what he was going to be taunted with while I cut him up into pieces.
“The spy gear you had on your sister’s phone was incredibly helpful. All the phone calls between those two? Well, you know; you heard them. Just how much she liked my brother. How she wanted to be with him.”
He tried to growl, but it came out more like a gurgle.
“She was innocent and naive,” he spat out. “I made sure to keep guys away from her. It was me who kept her safe. She needed me. She needs me now.”
With a sardonic curl of my lips, I shook my head. “That’s just what you told yourself. The sick obsession you have with her. Living in the same house. Growing up together. You were her brother, but you wanted her. Watched her shower. Beat off to her naked body. All the while, she was clueless.”
His eyes were watery—either from the pain or perhaps the understanding that he was going to die down here. “I took care of her. They used her and gave her no attention. She had to clean and …” He struggled to speak. His voice came and went. “They treated her like an unwanted burden. I understand her. She’s starved for affection. It’s why she was so easy.”
I’d heard the phone calls and the cruel things the other sister had said about Halo. But I hadn’t been sure that her father and stepmother were equally as cold. It seemed that they were.
“So, you’re saying she has daddy issues,” I drawled, knowing it would infuriate him.
His jerk against the chains this time was harder. Almost impressive for someone who had blood running down their arm the way he did.
“She needs me,” he choked out.
I leaned close to him, giving him a piercing look. Making sure he heard me correctly. “No. She hates you. She’s disgusted by what she heard on those phone calls between you and Carina. When she found out you’d watched her in the shower, she ran to the toilet and threw up. Heaving over and over.”
He loathed me and every word I spoke. I reveled in it. Perhaps this was part of his hell. Dying with that image in his head.
“Since she found out you had shot and killed the father of her child, she’s started having nightmares. She screams at night in horror. Often calling out my brother’s name.” I ran the tip of the knife down the side of his face, making sure to slice the skin as I did so. “But don’t worry. I go take care of her. Soothe her.”
“No!” he snarled out.
The torment of me touching her was making him insane.
“Does that anger you?” I taunted. “That I can touch her whenever I want? That she lives in my house and I take care of her? I make sure she is fed properly. Has everything she needs.”
“She’s mine.” His words were ragged.
I chuckled. “She doesn’t want you. But even if she did, she can’t belong to a dead man. That’s why you killed my brother, isn’t it? So she couldn’t be with him. Just as I’m going to kill you, and she will never be yours.”
“Please,” he whimpered.
I looked over at Oz. “Ah, and now, he begs,” I said.
“That’s always my favorite,” he replied.
My eyes met Linc’s as he stood there, silently watching me.
I turned back to Ares.
The sound of someone else coming down into the cellar made me pause and wait. I knew Than was coming, and I didn’t want to do too much until he was here. He had his own vengeance to seek.
Than walked into the room, and he barely glanced at the other two before he looked from me to Ares. His face hardened as he glared at the man. I held out the knife to him, and he stalked forward, taking it. He only studied Ares for a moment before deciding where he wanted to begin. The blade’s swift swing sent an ear falling to the floor as the man’s yells tore from his chest.
“I held his head, you motherfucker,” Than hissed as he stuck his hand into Ares’s mouth and pulled his tongue before cutting it out. “He was my best friend, and I couldn’t do anything to save him. I had to just sit there and tell him it would be okay when it wasn’t going to be!”
Reaching up, Than took a hand and began to take off one finger at a time, while letting out an animalistic roar as each one fell to the ground.
Blood poured from Ares’s mouth, and without his tongue, he could only babble.