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A shit-eating grin curls my lips. “When have I ever done anything stupid?”

“I’m not dignifying that with a response.”

He sighs. “I mean it, jackass. This is different than other jobs. You’re emotionally invested because of Delaney.”

As soon as he says her name, I stifle the groan that wants to escape. Images of me feasting on her delectable pussy spring to mind, and I shift to adjust my throbbing cock.

God, I fucking want to make her mine again.

Only, this time, I’m not letting her go.

“Whatever, jackass. See you soon.” Then I end the call, my eyes still on the blonde, her movements sloppy and erratic.

Better hurry, Jaxson. The timeline is being rushed.

CHAPTER 55

Zayne

Ablack ski mask covers my face as I walk behind Aidan and the blonde. His arm is wrapped around the giggling, stumbling woman, staring down at her in such a way that chills run down my spine.

He wants to hurt her. Make her suffer.

Her slurred voice reaches my ears. “Don’t know why I’m so drunk.” She hiccups, and a giggle escapes.

“It’s okay, babe. I’ve got something that’ll make you feel even better.” The smug look on his face makes me want to tear him apart, limb by limb.

I’ll bet you do, asshole.

I’m right behind them when Aidan turns, a sour look on his face as his brows knit together. “Can I help you?”

“No, thanks. But I can help you.” My fist crashes into his nose, knocking his head back. I grab the blonde’s arm, holding her steady, as Aidan’s blood sprays in the air, splattering my hoodie and her face.

“I’m all sticky.” The blonde giggles, wiping a hand across her face. She looks at me with wide, unfocused eyes. “Why did you hit him?”

“He’s not a nice guy, lady.” I steer her to the side of the building, propping her against it. “Stay right here. Don’t move.”

Then I turn to find Aidan’s fist swinging at me. I easily dodge it, a smile curling my lips. “Ohhh… little pussy ass muthafucka wants to play, huh?”

Adrenaline courses through my skin as I swing, my fist connecting with his flesh and bone, hitting him over and over. I’m in a zone, thriving in the darkness that has descended over me. It’s like an old friend welcoming me home.

Footsteps sound behind me, and I turn, my fist drawn. I relax when I see Jaxson.

“You good?” He raises a brow at me before surveying the situation.

“You bet. Can you search her purse for ID and take her home? I’ll take him back to my dungeon.” I’m holding Aidan by the scruff of the neck with one hand. He dangles limply like a ragdoll from the beating I gave him.

I turn back to Aidan with a maniacal smile before I strike. My bloody and swollen knuckles slam against his face again. Only this time, I let him drop to the pavement like a sack of potatoes.

Raising my arm, I wipe his blood from my face. “He and I need to have an extensive talk.”

I turn to Jaxson with a huge smile, completely in my element. It’s nothing new to him. He’s seen my darkness more than anyone else.

Jaxson winks at me, his face covered by a black ski mask similar to mine. “Awesome. I’ll meet you there after I drop her off.”

I nod, pulling some rope from the pocket of my hoodie. “Sounds like a plan. See you later.”

Then I turn to Aidan, the rage coursing through my veins turning the world red. “You and I are gonna have a lot of fun.” I cackle, listening as it reverberates off the restaurant’s brick wall.

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