Page 85 of Brightness

“Only if you’re sure.”

“Stop trying to protect my virtue, Void. I’m in this. I’m part of this club. I brick bad men behind walls, sealing them to their deaths. If you give me a gun, I’d shoot him in his cock too. I’m no princess. I’m not innocent, so stop making me out to be.”

I brighten at her words. They’re exactly what I needed to hear. I always thought I had to preserve her, to stop her from crossing into the dark with me, but why does being in the dark have to be so bad? She has this brightness about her, but maybe it’s the fires of hell burning so fucking intensely that I can see the same fire that burns inside of me.

We’re the same.

It’s why we work.

Deep down, we’re both tainted, depraved souls, striving to be good, when all we really need is another dark soul to embrace the shadows left by the light.

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Dash had my father brought down to the Cell. Nerve gave him a sedative and he is out of it, tied up, propped up, and hooked against the bricks, ready for us to do our thing. I thought Nycto would be down here with us, seeing as this whole “bricking people behind a wall” thing was his first, but he decided to let Ivy have this one. She will be his protégé, where bricking is concerned.

That should scare me.

It should terrify me.

But all it does is electrify me.

Because it lets me know anything this club throws Ivy’s way, she can handle.

There’s an energy in the air, a spark between the two of us because we’re doing this together. I move in, holding my father’s body back against the wall as Ivy opens the mortar bucket and stirs the contents. Her eyes light up as she picks up the trowel and lathers the first row of mortar at his feet. I don’t even need to tell her where or how far out to do it.

She’s a natural.

Ivy lays the first row of bricks perfectly. Right now, seeing her in her element, I swear my cock is aching. Watching Ivy turn from a virtuous saint into this rebellious devil has been the highlight of my time here at this club. Hell, it’s been the highlight of my damn life.

Who knew when she stepped off that boat from Cuba, she would fall into my arms and change not only herself, but me in the process?

The bricks continue to be built into a wall, entombing my father behind them. It’s not like I can say I haven’t thought about this very moment for years. About getting my vengeance on him for all the torment he put me through when I was growing up. But with him behind bars, it was never something I thought would come to pass.

Now, with Ivy’s help, we’re making my dream happen, and we’re doing it as a team.

Because together, we’re unbreakable.

I would walk over hot fucking coals for her. Put my life on the line time and time again. And she’d brick people in a wall for me. My crazy, sexy, psycho girl. My mistress of pain.

Her eyes shift to me as I step back, taking my hand away from my father’s chest as she bricks up in front of his torso. I can’t help but feel like this has all come full circle. My father tried to make me be like him. In a way, I suppose I am, just not in the way he thought. He would bend people to his will, make them submit to him, make them do utterly indescribable shit. The man’s pure fucking evil.

I’d never make Ivy do anything she didn’t want to. She’s a free spirit and has her own mind. I couldn’t make her submit to me in that way if I tried. She is far too alpha for that. But my father’s blood runs through my veins. That evilness inside him is inside me too. Thank God I choose to use mine differently.

Ivy bricks up to his chin. The adrenaline surging through me right now pumps so hard it’s like I’m high. Ivy tries to fight back her excitement as well as she moves in to place another brick, but then hesitates. “Shall we entomb him completely? Or leave it open so we can watch him waste away over a few weeks?”

A slow grin slides over my face. This woman!

“Leave three bricks free so we can watch the fucker dwindle. You’re a twisted fucker, sweet thing!”

She giggles, but not in a cute way. It’s more sadistic, and it makes my cock rock hard.

Fuck, I love her! My eyes widen at the realization, but I don’t give anything away.

“What’s even more twisted is the fact he’s right outside my bedroom. I’ll be able to hear his screams for days… I love it!”

I grin, shaking my head. “One more thing,” I state, pointing to the cage on the floor.

She chuckles. “I can’t believe I nearly forgot. This is the best part!”

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