Page 66 of That Emerald Vow

My mouth instantly contorts in disgust. “What do you mean?”

“What are you t-talking about?” Uncle Demetri asks.

Damon grabs him by the chin. “Well, Demetri, you weresoconsiderate to change your will to donate the entire balance in your accounts and stocks to charity upon your death. Which should be happening very verysoon.”

“No one would believe that!” he yells out, seeming to be more worried about his money and business than the torture he’s experiencing. What a douche.

“Actually, they would. We know some people in high places who were able to date it like it was changed a couple of years ago.”

I smirk at my man who thought of everything. “Aren’t you the kindest, Uncle.”

“You’ll never get away with this,” he scoffs triumphantly.

“What are you laughing at?” Charlie asks.

“Oh, nothing.”

“Oh, did I forget to say I also found all your offshore accounts? Nowthatis going to Charlie to help fund her and the Furies so they can continue to take down assholes like you.”

“Day! You’re perfect.”

“No!” my uncle yells as he starts to look faint.

“Oh no you don’t,” I say, slapping him. “I am the one who is going to make you leave this world.” I stab him in the gut, twist the knife, and pull it out, enjoying the pooling blood as he whimpers out.

I don’t stop there as I take the knife and castrate him. I grab his fucked-up face, forcing his mouth open, and shove his dick in there like the many times he forced it on me. He moans and grunts, trying to get it out, but it doesn’t work. I just move it as deep as it can go, making him choke on it to the point of convulsing. The movement makes the open wounds bleed further.

I’m not sure which injury kills him, but I feel vindicated as I see life leave his eyes.

We’re in the bedroom, both naked as I use my towel to dry my hair. Both of us needed a nice, long shower after spending so long with my uncle.

I turn to look at Damon to ask if he wants to order takeout and find him ravaging me with his eyes. Not being shy, I pop my hip out as I put my hand on it.

“Like what you see?” I ask with a rasp.

“You know I do, baby,” he says as he licks his lips. “I have an idea. Lie down.”

I oblige immediately, doing as he says.

“Open those sexy legs of yours for me, little gem.” Damon opens my nightstand drawer—which holds all of my sex toys—making my clit ache with want. My legs twitch with anticipation, even though he hasn’t chosen anything. His eyes quickly go to me. “Legs stay open,” he demands.

Yes, sir.

“Let’s see . . .” He rummages through the drawer. “I think we can start with these.” He pulls out my trusty vibrator, a butt plug, and some lube.

“Fuck,” I moan out.

“Not yet, baby.” Damon lays the toys on top of the nightstand for easy access and climbs on top of me. “Watching you conquering your fearstoday was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. Can you see how hard you make me?”

Looking down, I smirk at his dick standing at attention for me. “Just as wet as you make me, Day.”

He grins at me with his right hand trailing down my body to where I need him most while his other hand props him up. “Hmmm.” Damon grabs the vibrator thinking better of it and places it on top of my throbbing clit. He turns it on, which automatically goes to the highest setting, making me squirm. “Nuh-uh.” He brings it down to the slowest speed and choses one of the pointless vibration modes. The only setting I ever want is solid vibration at top speed, so this is torture.

“Damon! Please . . .” I moan out.

“Nope, not yet.” He bends lower and kisses me as he continues to tease me.

“You’re evil,” I say between kisses. “But I can be evil too.” I reach over and trail my fingers over his hard cock. I’m not actually touching him, just hovering far enough away he can feel the phantom caress. He tries to move closer to me, but I quickly move my hand and lightly scratch at his thighs, ass, and back.

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