She’s testing me, and it’s fucking working. She’s either gone completely insane or she’s got a death wish. The way she spoke to me in that dressing room, it was clear she already knew what kind of sick fuck I am. And now she’s here, pushing, poking and dragging her mouth over my fuse like shewantsto feel the fucking eruption.
I can already feel my fingers tic on my thighs, my cock hardening in my sweats at the thought of strangling her, until Noir steps into view. Her presence yanks the moment out from under me like a trapdoor and just like that, I’m back in the cage.
Aurelia’s hands find my shoulders again as she slides off the bike, her eyes never leaving mine. The second she’s on her feet, she turns and strides off without a word, heading straight across the circus back to the girls like nothing happened, like she didn’t just light a fire under my skin and walk away from the burn.
I look down at my hands, fingers shaking and stretched out before I curl them into fists, nails biting into my palms.
As soon as Hell and Noir are gone, I’m gonna teach her a lesson she’ll never fucking forget.
Suddenly, my phone vibrates in my pocket, and I reach for it. As soon as the screen lights up, my red gaze sweeps over the words.
My jaw clenches as I dismiss it, pushing it back inside my sweats.
Outside of The Hollows trailer later that day, I stand at the back of Hell’s Mustang while he loads the trunk with bags.
“Everything is in your hands at Oddity, Wrath,” he says, dumping a bag down. “I’m leaving leadership to you while I’m gone.”
My teeth grind and I face away. I know exactly what he’s doing. He thinks if he piles enough shit on my back, maybe I’ll forget all about my little corpse.
Not. Fucking. Happening.
He turns his head, looking back at me while still shoving another bag into the trunk.
“You got this?”
I give him a faint nod, not meeting his eye or barely moving.
Noir leaving the trailer catches my attention and she stops outside, staring at me from a distance like she’s trying to read something in my face.
Her blue eyes sharpen, a quiet warning bleeding through as she stands there frozen. My jaw tightens as we hold our stare, but then Aurelia walks out behind her.
As she steps beside Noir, gaze locked with me like she’s not even trying to hide it, Noir says something I can’t hear. Aurelia doesn’t answer right away, but I can see it on Noir’s face, she’s doubtful about leaving her here with me. I don’t fucking blame her. She’s a smart girl, clearly. But she’s got no choice now.
Because once they’re gone, I’m fucking done being chained.
When Hell stands straighter, blocking my view, I look at him. He’s a few inches shorter than me, but no less horrifying to stare at. I raise my chin, playing nice, just wanting both of them to fuck off so I can finally have some twisted form of fun.
“I’ve got this here,” I say, calm and collected, hoping he takes the bait by hearing my voice.
I’ve thought about it a lot since the Globe of Death. Actually I can’t get it out of my fucking mind. Every time I try to focus, it circles back to her, and I kept hitting walls and bullshit obstacles, trying to figure out how I could scratch this aggravating itch inside me.
And then it clicked. I won’t kill my little corpse. Not if I can fucking help it anyway. Because dead girls don’t scream the way I need her to. I’ll be careful, like a good fucking boy, but it’s going to be no less terrifying for her.
As long as I don’t end up balls-deep inside that brat’s warm cunt, she should still be breathing when they get back. Just a little more broken. A little more obedient. And a hell of a lot more mine.
Hell looks me over, gives a subtle nod, then whistles at Noir. She glances his way, and he gestures for her to come over. Once he’s done, he turns back to me.
“If you need me, call me and I’ll be right fucking here,” he says, voice clipped.
I don’t respond and just walk past him, heading for the trailer. As I move, I lock eyes with Noir, not Aurelia—not yet. I keep my gaze fixed on her sister until I’m out of sight and stepping inside. Because the next time I look at my little corpse, I don’t plan on looking away.
Chapter Eight
Aurelia
After a heavy conversation with Noir about how she ended up at Oddity and how everything unfolded, then watching her leave here for a while, I find myself outside Blush’s trailer door. I hover for a second, hand raised, hesitating to knock because Noir’s words keep echoing in my head.
“So tell me about your life. Where have you been and how did you end up here”