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“Dean, open your eyes, you fucking piece of shit,” I snap. Dean now barely alive opens his eyes. I hold up a syringe. “See this? This will end it all for you within 30 minutes. See, I have this friend who collects snake venom, and this right here is cobra venom,” I state. “Let’s see what it does, shall we?” I suggest. “Rage, find me a vein,” I order.

Rage walks over and lifts Dean’s arm with his hand still attached. “Straight in there,” he points.

“Thanks Rage.” I nod and inject the venom directly into his vein and step back. “You poisoned her for years of her life. So, it only seemed fair that you should feel something of what she felt, at least in your last few moments,” I seethe. “Open your fucking eyes and look at me!” I yell. He slowly opens them. “I want to watch as the venom takes over your body. I want you to be looking at my face when you take your final breath,” I seethe. “This venom binds itself to the receptors in charge of moving your diaphragm. You know what that is, right? It’s the muscle that move your lungs. So your brain will stop sending the signal to your diaphragm, and you will be unable to breathe. You will die choking to death,” I state.

I stand there, watching as his body begins to fight to breathe as the venom takes effect. His body convulses, desperately trying to breathe. His eyes go wide and blood shot, his face turning red as he chokes before he finally dies.

“Rot in fucking hell, you piece of shit,” I say, spitting on his corpse.

I turn to walk away to find Rage staring in awe. “Can you get me some of that venom?” he asks.

“Sure.” I nod before walking out.

“Where are you going?!” Beast yells after me.

“To fuck my woman!” I yell over my shoulder.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

NOVA

“How long has it been?”he asks through the bathroom door.

“I’m still peeing. They don’t work that quickly,” I yell back. I move the test and put the lid back on and place it by the sink.

“I don’t know why you wouldn’t let me in there with you,” he adds through the door.

I flush the toilet and wash my hands, rolling my eyes. I grab the towel and dry my hands before I open the bathroom door, seeing Luca stood there looking anxious. “I don’t want you in here while I’m peeing on a stick,” I argue.

He walks into the bathroom. “I’ve seen your pussy up close and personal, sweetheart. You going for a pee isn’t going to shock me,” he counters.

“Well, maybe I would like to keep some things personal.” I shrug.

He stares at the test. “How long do we have to wait?” he asks.

“3 minutes,” I sigh, watching as he sets the alarm on his cell. “You know that if it comes back positive, there are options. We don’t have to have it. I mean, we’ve literally been together a matter of weeks, and this little incident is a result of well, built up tension,” I point out.

It’s been 3 days since Dean. 3 days of living in a bubble with Luca. We haven’t left his house. Ghost has tried calling him, but he switched his phone off. Being just us. I protested and said what if it was an emergency, and his answer to that was if it was, they would be battering down his front door by now. But bubbles can only last so long before they eventually pop. I still hadn’t had my period, and I didn’t want to wait any longer. So he sent a prospect out to buy us some pregnancy tests. They actually came back with 2 ovulation testing kits and 1 pregnancy test. So here we are, about to find out our future

He looks away from the test to me, cupping my face in his hands. “Whatever the outcome, whatever your decision, I will be by your side. Does the idea of having a kid terrify me? Ab-so-fucking-lutely. But we could have a mini you, which makes it a little less scary. If this comes back negative and you want a fucking baby, then sweetheart, I am more than happy to fuck you every minute of every day putting one in you. If it comes out positive and you decide you ain’t ready, then I will be with you every step of the way supporting you.” He places a soft kiss on my lips, and the alarm on his phone goes off, indicating it’s time to check the result. “Ready?” he asks. I nod. He takes my hand in his and I pick the test up, both of us looking down at the result. “What does that mean?” he asks.

I exhale a slow breath. “It means I’m not pregnant,” I state, looking down at the one clear line. A tear trickles down my cheek.

Luca notices and immediately pulls me into his arms to comfort me.

“Don’t be sad, sweetheart. You want a baby, we will put a fucking baby in you,” he assures me.

I laugh and sniff back my tears. Lifting my head from his chest, I look up at him. “I don’t want a baby,” I confirm.

“Then why are you crying?” he asks, confused.

“I don’t know, maybe because of you,” I state.

He frowns. “What the fuck did I do?” he asks bluntly.

I laugh. “Just being you, being understanding, willing to impregnate me even though you aren’t sure you want that yet.”

He shrugs. “I didn’t say I didn’t want that. With you, I want all of it. I just wanted to be selfish with you for a while. I wanted to have you all to myself. We haven’t even fucked on my bike yet.” He winks.

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