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He nods frantically.

“Anything, eh?" I ask. “What if I want your dick, Suarez? What if I want to cut that off and feed it to the dogs?"

His eyes widen further if possible, and he begins to squirm, his body trying to escape the inevitable. A muffled plea comes from his tongueless mouth, but I don’t understand it.

I let out a mocking laugh. “Still trying to beg without a tongue?"

As I contemplate his fate, my phone buzzes in my pocket. Annoyed at the interruption, I pull it out, my eyes narrowing as I read the message.

Where are you, Matias? I need you so bad.

Opening up the multimedia message, I growl at the sight of my girl in a sexy lingerie set, pouting. Her cuts are healing, but they're still bad, and it just ignites my rage again.

I glance back at Suarez, a cruel smile spreading across my face. “It seems that someone else needs my attention now. So looks like your dick will stay attached to your body.”

Slipping the knife into a minor artery, I twist the blade, watching with amusement as Suarez's eyes bulge with fresh terror. He tries to speak, but all that escapes his lips is a wet gurgle. I let the knife slide free, the warm blood splattering across my hand.

“That should do it,” I murmur, giving him a mock sympathetic look. “You'll bleed out slowly. It might even take a few hours. Just enough time for you to truly appreciate the beauty of death.”

I pat his cheek, my hand coming away sticky with his blood. “It's been fun, Suarez, but now, it's time for you to suffer alone, like an animal waiting for the slaughter.”

As I turn to leave, I hear his desperate pleas echoing through the warehouse. His words are unintelligible without his tongue, which is lying on the floor before him.

Walking away, I feel a sense of satisfaction wash over me. This is what he deserves.

My phone buzzes again, another message from Kali.

Please, come to me. I need you right now.

I can't keep her waiting any longer. With a final glance back at Suarez, I enter the night. The promise of the pleasure I will give my rabbit fills my mind.

Her whimpered pleas will be like music to my ears, contrasting against the screams of terror I just left behind. Only one thing matters now: satisfying my girl.

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KALI

Ianxiously await Matias’s return. He didn’t reply to my text message, so I wonder if he’s angry with me. I craved him so badly; it’s been the same ever since he rescued me. I’m insatiable.

It’s been thirty minutes since I texted him, and I can’t help but wonder if I’ve pushed too far this time. Maybe he’s ignoring me. Maybe?—

My thoughts are abruptly cut off as the door bursts open. Matias stands there looking wild, his eyes flashing with an unreadable emotion. But it’s not him I’m staring at. It’s the blood.

Someone else’s blood.

It covers him, splattered across his clothes and skin. The image drives home the sickening realization that I’m fucked up because instead of being scared, seeing him like this only turns me on more.

I take in his fierce expression, how his chest rises and falls with each sharp breath. My body responds, desire pooling between my thighs and spreading through my veins like a flame. I know I should be horrified, but I’m not.

“You called, baby?” His deep and gravelly voice makes me shudder.

I swallow hard, torn between asking him about the blood and giving in to the desire burning between us. “I did,” I whisper.

As he steps closer, my heart thunders in my chest. “Whose blood is that?” I ask.

Matias smirks, his eyes darkening with a dangerous glint. “He won’t be hurting anyone else ever again. Especially not you, my little rabbit.”

A shudder runs through me at his words, and my body betrays me with its response. Suarez’s blood. The fact only turns me on more.

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