Page 103 of Darkness Falls

I'm not going to lie; it feels nice to see him weak and defeated while I stand here stronger than ever with the support of my men. I glance back at them and see the way each set of eyes is focused solely on me, as if I'm the only person in the world that matters. It’s pretty fucking empowering.

"Can you guys get him out of the chair and string him up again?" I say, already knowing how I'm going to end things. It's going to be brutal, but I don't care. From the start, I told him how this would end, and I'd hate to be a disappointment.

"Just kill me," Damien says weakly as my men undo the ties on his legs and hoist him up to a standing position.

"I intend to." I smile at him, feeling like some kind of crazed woman.

"We went easy on him too." Kyler laughs from the other side of the room.

"Fuck all of you," Damien manages to say with nothing more than a whisperedbreath.

"You'll never get that chance again." I narrow my eyes while walking over to the cart in the corner of the room to grab a knife. "I have to know, Damien, would you do things differently if you knew what you know now?"

I give him a moment to use whatever small amount of strength he has left to lift his head. He laughs manically but shakes his head no. "The only thing I would do differently is stay with you on our wedding night. I would have ruined you."

I step forward and slam my fist into his ribcage, feeling a crack beneath them. Barrett taught me the perfect spots to hit in order to inflict the maximum amount of damage during our kickboxing sessions, and putting something like that to use feels like a nice touch.

"Do you remember how I told you I planned on killing you?" A sadistic smile crosses my face as my eyes glance down to his crotch before moving back up to his face.

His eyes widen, and he tries to say something, but Seb walks over to him and cuts his tongue from his mouth, taking away his ability to speak.

"I think this piece of shit has said enough over the last couple days. He doesn't deserve the privilege anymore, trouble." Sebastian smiles back at me.

Blood trickles down Damien's chin, and I know the time has come. I just hope I don't gross my men out too much with what I'm about to do. I move the knife from my left hand to my right and step forward, leaving only a couple inches between us.

"Rot in Hell, you piece of shit," I say as I grab the waistband of his pants and underwear to pull them down to his ankles.

What I see is almost as pathetic as he is. I resist the urge to laugh in his face as I grab him with one hand and bring the knife down with my other. The guys make pained noises behind me, as blood shoots from the wound, and Damien cries out.

The knife falls from my hand and hits the floor, and I take the opportunity to shove Damien's manhood right into his open mouth before forcing it shut. "Tape," I say out loud, willing one of the guys to place it in my now empty hand.

"Holy fuck," I hear one of them say as I hear footsteps shuffle around the room.

"I believe I told you exactly how I would kill you. I know you didn't take me seriously, but I can assure you, I’m no liar."

Tears stream down his face as he tries to stay conscious. Someone puts the tape in my hand, and I don't hesitate to wrap it around his head, securing his mouth closed. His eyes begin to roll back, likely from the shock of everything, and I slap him across the face. He doesn't get to check out that easily. His eyes meet mine, and I lean down to pick up the knife again.

"My face will be the last one you see. You get to leave this world knowing a WOMAN was the one to end your useless existence." With that, I plunge the knife into his guts and slice to the right, leaving a gaping wound.

I take a step back, breathing heavily as I watch the life fade from his eyes. He's nothing, nobody.

Chapter 48

Callie

My chest heaves up and down as I take one last glance at Damien before dropping the knife to the floor again. It's done. He's dead, and it was by my hand. I should feel remorse, but all I feel is power coursing through every part of my body.

My eyes roam around the room as I try to catch my breath. Barrett, Ky, and Seb are all looking at me with nothing but pure astonishment and respect. It makes me feel like a goddess, knowing I was able to take control of my own demons like that.

Before I know what's happening, Kyler strides across the room. I immediately wrap my arms around his neck, and he reaches down to lift me up. My legs lock around his waist, and his lips crash onto mine as I moan into his mouth, letting him deepen the kiss. He walks us to a wall, making me wince when my back makes contact and his hands slide up my body.

My eyes flutter closed, and my legs squeeze his waist tighter, using the combination of him and the wall to keep my body balanced as his fingers grip my breasts. He squeezes and rolls my nipples between his fingers before pulling back and gliding his lips along the base of my neck.

"Do you want to be a good little slut for me and my brothers, wanderer?"

"Yes," I breathe out, opening my eyes to see Barrett looking like a feral animal, his chest heaving up and down.

"You're a goddess, princess. Watching you kill him was the hottest thing I've ever seen." He takes a few steps forward as Kyler continues kissing his way up my neck and leans down to pick up the knife I used to kill Damien.

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