Page 24 of Ruthless Kings of Obsession

Just had to kill him.

Had to kill him.

To kill him

Kill him.

Him.

My Zander.

My Zayn.

My world.

Mine.

Mine…

MINE!

“Guess we’ll see which one of you is more sinister when switched,” he declares quietly, and I can finally grasp a hint of emotion in the depths of his voice.The immense amusement of a gambler ready to make his grand move.“My bet is on my boy’s Evergreen.”

My boy’s Evergreen.

Evergreen.

The line goes dead before Domino can respond, but neither of that matters because all I can see is red.

Domino sees it.

The manic in me that’s been awakened.

It’s the first time in a long while I’ve seen fear in his eyes.

"Iva…” he trails off as he slowly raises his hands up in surrender, but we’re far from that.

Far past that.

My Ruthless King is dead…

And it’s time for me to burn this world down.

The Devil's Dance Of Survival

~DOMINO~

The change in her eyes is immediate and absolute. One moment they're clear blue pools of shock, the next they've darkened to something feral and unrecognizable. I've seen Iva angry before – seen her hurt, scared, desperate – but this? This is something else entirely.

This is madness incarnate.

I barely have time to step back before she's lunging at me with inhuman speed, her body moving with a fluid grace that speaks of years of training I never knew about. The phone clatters from my hand as I dodge her first strike, but I'm not fast enough to avoid the second – her knee connects with my ribs, sending shockwaves of pain through my chest.

"Iva, wait—" I try to reason, but she's beyond words now. Her silver hair whips around her face like a storm cloud as she spins, her elbow catching my jaw with enough force to make my teeth rattle. The metallic taste of blood fills my mouth.

*She's not the same scared little girl anymore.*

Every move she makes is calculated, precise – the work of a trained killer. When did my awkward stepsister become thislethal creature? Was this transformation my doing? Did I create this monster through years of torment and abuse?

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