Page 8 of Vile Boys

“When I killed those dudes at the front gate … There was a girl. Just for a moment. But I know she saw me kill.”

I swallow, but my throat feels raw.

Fuck.

If he’s right, this could get ugly real fast.

“A girl from this university?”

He nods, still staring outside like he’s waiting for her to reappear.

“We actually crossed paths when we went back to the party again,” he adds.

“Wait …” Blaine narrows his eyes. “That girl with the beige dress who made you stop?”

Ares turns. “So you saw her too.”

“I wasn’t sure,” he says, folding his arms. “I figured you just got enamored by her beauty. I mean, she did look like an angelic deity in that dress.”

“She watched us murder two men, and you let her go?!” I shout at Ares.

“What was he supposed to do?” Blaine raises his brow at me. “Kill her too?”

I wasn’t going to suggest it, but now we have an additional liability.

“She was bleeding,” Ares mutters, rubbing his fingers together like he’s savoring the memory of her blood on his skin. “And for some reason, she smiled at me. It threw me off guard.”

My lips part. “Smiled? Shesmiled? At you?” I snort, biting my piercing. “Why do I find that hard to believe?”

“Do you think I’d lie?” he grits at me, making me shut up immediately.

“No, of course not.”

Usually, girls pretty much run away from him the second he even so much as looks at them. He’s definitely got this killer aura that rarely anyone dares to come close to. Except maybe a handful of fearless girls who crave it because he has two of the most valued things in this world. Money and a big dick.

But never just because they enjoy his company. So I get why it would bother him that the girl who actually saw him kill two people would smile at him.

“Did you catch her name?”

Ares shakes his head. “But we’ll find out soon enough.”

“Do you think she’ll tell?” Blaine asks.

It takes him a while to answer, but when he does, a chill runs through my veins. “Most definitely.”

“We gotta stop her,” I reply.

“Hold up, if we go after someone from this university, this will not end well,” Blaine says, approaching Ares. “We cannot risk our already precarious position after those killings here on Tartarus ground. If there’s another body …”

“I know,” Ares replies. “Which is why I’ll need you two to help me.”

I bite my lip piercing and drag it into my mouth. “You’re scheming.”

Blaine’s smile stretches from ear to ear. “Tell me more.”

Ares throws us a glance over his shoulder. “We can’t kill her. It’s too risky.”

“But …?” I lean forward, eagerly anticipating his next words.

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