Page 37 of The Masks She Wore

October 29th, 2019

Iwatched her from the balcony as she went from group to group, only to be approached by others.

?Everyone wanted her attention.

?It was pure coincidence that we happen to be here too. Malachi had business here, commandeered a ticket last night, and I had no idea that she would be here until I saw her appear at the top of the stairs.

?I should have guessed. If Marla Bennett was said to be as renowned as the papers claimed, of course her daughter wouldbe invited too.

?Although, even if I had considered it, I would have never guessed that she’d actually come, her being the homebody she was. Even still, she commanded attention. Everything about her was to draw the eyes of the unsuspecting. The way she floated around the room, the gait in which she walked, the way she held her glass. She was born for this.

?Not to mention that fucking dress.

?Mr. Braltor, the greeter in charge of checking off names, had made it a point to stare at her tits as she walked up, her ass as she walked away.

?I wanted to kill him just for that, let alone for the thoughts I was sure he’d be jacking himself off to tonight. As if he could ever score a woman like her.

?No, she wasmine.

?I gripped the banister until my knuckles turned white, my gaze searing into those whose eyes lingered too long on her. I wanted to fucking kill them all. I wanted to be the last cock inside of her before she met her inevitable end, whenever that might be. She wasn’t allowed to know what anyone else felt like now that she had felt me.

?“Nikita should be here soon,” Malachi informed me, joining my side. “Thank goodness too, if I eat any more of these finger sandwiches, I’ll have to go up a size.”

?He’d let himself go in the last 18 years. Which was fine. He ranthe place now, he didn’t need to be in the field, but sometimes there were moments when I felt that softness getting to his head.

?It had been a couple of hours since Rae had arrived, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she even noticed the men adjusting themselves when she neared. She wasn’t acting as if she saw it, but I was sure she did. She loved the attention, and I didn’t believe it was for the validation of it, she just liked being seen.

?“I see you, Princess. I see the things they don’t.”

?“She doesn’t seem ashamed of those scars,” Malachi noted.

?He had been acting a little off since Rae arrived, and part of me feared that perhaps he wanted her too, but as the night had progressed, he hadn’t said anything to confirm my suspicions, so I tried to let them fall away. He was an observant man. Even after spending nearly two decades with him, it was hard to decipher what he saw, what he thought.

?“She’s had them for a long time, she might not notice them anymore.” They were fighting scars. Torture scars. I was certain she wasn’t who she said she was, which was why Malachi has hesitantly lifted the kill order, but I never would have done it anyway. I had a plan for that. Rae wasn’t going to escape me that easily.

?Not now, not ever.

?She was keeping something from me, and that just wasn’t allowed anymore.

?Rae laughed lightly and nodded, giving a soft wave to the coupleshe was talking to before turning away, only for her steps to falter.

?I straightened. That didn’t happen often, her being unsure. I followed her gaze to the man and woman Mr. Braltor was taking coats from. The Police Captain.

?I turned back to her, finding her now casually making her way over to them, her composure regained. After that little show outside the precinct, I was eager to see what she would do.

?Even I thought that what the police had done was bullshit. Giving up looking into a murder after only eight months? The body wasn’t even cold yet. I couldn’t completely blame them with the pure lack of everything, but I certainly wasn’t blaming her for her anger.

?As Rae approached, the woman on his arm, his wife presumably, tightened her grip, her eyes icing over.

?I couldn’t blame her, as the captain was already looking at Rae as if he were imagining sticking his own cock where only mine was allowed.

?My knuckles cracked.

?Rae’s lips moved quickly.

?He watched her for a moment before turning to the woman. He patted her hand and kissed her head, nodding towards the bartender.

?The woman looked absolutely furious but complied anyway. I wish she wouldn’t have.

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