Page 23 of Ruthless Kings of Obsession

Almost.

But then I remember every cruel word, every calculated torment, every moment he stood by while I suffered.

This is just the beginning, stepbrother dear.

Let him spiral into madness while he waits for his mysterious savior. Let him taste the fear he so often inflicted on others.

Because when my Kings find us - and they will find us - there won't be enough favors in the world to save him from what comes next.

The real debt to be paid isn't his.

It's mine.

And I intend to collect with interest.

“By the way,” the masked voice speaks suddenly, and I bet it makes Domino flinch with how his shoes skid across the floor in a screechy spike of noise

“Fuck! You’re still on the line?”

“Did you think that was necessary?” he ignores Domino’s comment completely, getting to the point.

“W-What?”

“Benedict.”

My heart stills at the mention of Zander’s surname.

Domino doesn’t say anything, which makes my heart begin to trash against my chest.

No.

Don’t think ahead.

Let him finish his ploy.

"I…” Domino begins but he can’t say anything more.

Which means one thing…

One damn thing that has my eyes snap open to watch how he’s parallel from me, ten steps away, holding the phone in his grasp while his eyes lock on mine.

They widen in surprise, while I widen as I take in those familiar lines across his face. I’ve known him long enough to know that expression. What it means in all of this madness.

Guilt.

“You just had to kill him, huh?”

Silence.

Pure silence.

Nothing dares move.

Breathe.

All I can do is repeat those words in my head.

You just had to kill him.

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