I wouldn’t lose sleep over the things I planned to do. I knew the truth about myself. I chose to be who I was without any regrets. I was worse than fabled demons, the sickest kind of monster. I wasn’t ashamed to admit it. Soon enough, she’d learn that I was more fucked up than even she could imagine.

And she was perfect for me in every sense of the word. Her dark soul was always meant to be mine. It was something to possess and to cherish. A newfound madness.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

He held a solid steel door open for me, and I stepped through.

I wanted to go back into the room and just sit down so I could think for a minute. Every time I thought my head was clear, Romero muddled it up again. Sometimes, I thought he did it on purpose. One second, I felt like I knew him just as well as he knew me. The next I realized how much I still didn’t know at all.

“Where are we going?” I finally asked, needing to break the silence that had settled between us and focus on something other than the chaos growing louder in my head.

“Right here.” He gestured to a door on our immediate right.

We were on the first floor of the hotel, in a long empty hall. I gave him a wary look. “What’s in there?”

He took the thermos from me and sat it on the floor. “You can go in and find out,” he taunted.

Rolling my eyes, I pushed past him and walked through the swinging door, right into a large laundry room.

My gaze immediately went to the bitch responsible for knocking my tooth out. She was in perfect health, aside from her arms being secured around a thick pipe running from the floor to the ceiling. There was a metal lip refractor wedged in her mouth.

A jolt of excitement ran down my spine.

“Aw, Rome.” I looked over my shoulder and gave him a genuine soft smile. The smirk I adored appeared in response.

“I figured this would help you relax.”

I didn’t need a lengthy explanation. I knew why she was here.

He would have asked who’d hurt me, and sometime between me being unchained at the skin-farm and brought inside the hotel, she was delivered.

“Come on, pretty girl.” He snagged my hand and walked me towards the blonde, who, to her credit, tried not to show she was afraid. Tried and failed. Her fear hung in the air.

He positioned me in front of him just a few feet away. Using one hand, he gripped my waist and pulled me backward to mold against him. The other moved my hair to one side so he could rest his chin on my shoulder.

“I wanted you to relax, relieve some stress.” He placed a soft kiss on my neck. I angled my head to give him better access that he didn’t hesitate to take.

“Ah,” I hissed when he bit down, slightly jerking from the sting. He soothed it with his tongue, lightly swirling it over the bite mark.

His solid body was a pillar of strength behind me. I could feel his hard dick pressing into my ass. “I know it’s been a while, so I just wanted to remind you, we kill slowly. We draw their pain out and watch them break. I want you to look her in the eyes as she suffers.”

I audibly swallowed, pulling in a lungful of air and then quietly releasing it. In other words, don’t bash her head in using the pole.

“I got it,” I confirmed, turning my head to kiss his cheek.

“Make her bleed, baby.”

My grin was unrestrained as I stepped forward. I could feel his eyes watching my every move. The blonde’s throat bobbed and her eyes slightly widened. Funny, she didn’t look so entitled anymore.

I knelt down and traced my fingers around the dental tool forcing her mouth to stay open. “You’re always so prepared. Where did you get this?” I asked, looking over my shoulder.

“I usually always have one with my tools; I’ve used it for other purposes.” He proudly grinned, making me laugh.

“Is that how you know Dhal?” I didn’t intend to ask him about her that way, but what was done was done. It slipped out. We’d never had that talk. Obviously, he had a past, and I wasn’t bothered by that at all.

I honestly wanted to line some of the girls up and high five them for giving my man experience, but from what I did know, the majority of them were dead, so that wasn’t going to happen. I was curious about her, though, and I wanted to kill her, but that wasn’t important.

“Ah, no,” he chuckled. “Dhal didn’t like things that rough.”

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