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"Huh, I've never had someone ask..." she shifted from what I saw on the video. Her stance leaned to the right, still seeing him but from a different angle. It felt weird seeing this from her perspective because his interest made me feel like it was on me. The intent in his eyes was strong. Luce hummed. "Depends. How dark can you handle?"

"Oh, honey. If I told you the stuff I've seen, the things I've done, you'd probably run scared." He had no idea she goaded these exact reactions.

"Oh?" she walked to the wall before turning to lean her back against it. She then let out a moan, so I figured she did something to her own body that I couldn't see. Thank fuck. According to where his eyes traveled south, I didn't need to guess. "Tell me something recent. Something dark and twisted!"

"I got revenge on my brothers' killer." His eyes darkened, staring at how she touched herself. He moved his hand over the crotch of his pants to rub through the jean fabric.

"Mmm... How?" she panted like it turned her on. Jamie liked her reactions, loving someone wanted to hear him and his long game he'd been playing.

"They hired a cleaner to come in and sweep the scene. After he left, I planted the evidence that'd still tie thesonofabitchto their disappearances. I knew Dante Carnelli was evil, so I took the blood of my brother and cousin and the knife to plant after. That stupid boy didn't see me setting him up from a mile away, but I did. I made sure he'd go down for their murders."

"Oh god! Yesss, but this time, pretend you committed the murders. Tell me how you were the one to kill them then pinned it on him. It's even hotter to know your hands got dirty." Jamie had to think about it, wondering if he would tell a hooker he killed his brother, but it only took the sick fuck a few seconds to decide her kink and pussy was more important than his dignity. Typical henchman.

"I killed them. I stabbed them until no life remained in their eyes."

"OH! OH! Say their names! Tell me who you killed, baby!" Luce began jerking a little like she was close to an orgasm.

"Alejandro Riviera, my own brother."

"Who else?" her breathing was heavy, and I wondered if she was actually turned on by this.

"Franco Diaz, my cousin, and the other three were the bodyguards moving them. I stabbed them in that warehouse, let them bleed out and then hired someone on the black market to clean up my mess. That's when I staged the scene for Dante Carnelli to take the fall. My murders went down on him."

"And who killed them?" she whimpered.

"Me, Jamie Riviera! I killed them and blamed Dante Carnelli for my crime!"

Luce pretended—I hoped she was pretending—to have an orgasm after the story, and the idiot chose then to whip out his dick. Oh good, I could edit this to never see it. My hand reached for mob phone, texting the fake prostitute, telling her I gave her the wrong room number. It was supposed to be 228 instead, and it's where I sat right now, waiting for her to finish. It'd help make her hooker appearance realistic for him to believe we didn't dupe him.

Her eyes heard her phone, heading toward it. She gasped at my text before moving and flashing the screen to Jamie. "You lied to me? You didn't order me!"

He shrugged, still jerking. "And I won't be paying you. You just gave me a free show."

Luce slapped him across the face. "How dare you!"

Then she stormed out and headed toward the right room. She knocked on my door for me to answer, turning her gaze to see he stood in his entry with his dick still in his hold to taunt her.That mother fucker would never know our revenge would be even sweeter, but we stayed in the motel for the night to make it look real as I edited the clip to only be that last part, leaving out Luce asking him to pretend he killed them, so it looked like he did.

"In the morning, we need to get him out of there long enough for me to hide the cremated remains in his luggage," I told her, pointing to the Ziploc baggies they were in.

"Easy peasy," she replied, impressing the hell out of me.

Chapter 27

Vicki

“Dishonor on you! Dishonor on your cow!” I quotedMulan. "And in my own adult rendition of that quote, fuck you and your grandma!" I yelled, tugging against the restraints they had me in. Right now, I'd been the only one not gagged, and Talon was unconscious after losing too much blood. The only reason they called their doctor in was to keep him alive to see him lose everything first.

Unlike when they kidnapped me, this one actually made me feel fear for what they might do. The assholes kept speaking in their home language, so I knew it was about me. Kage kept sending me warning looks, but he forgot I didn't shut up for them until he licked my pussy so good, I couldn't think of things to say.

"You have something to say about my grandma?" the man I learned was called Contessa turned from his conversation to deal with me again. The other dude they called Geo, but that had to be short for something else. So far, they only commented on The Cleaner betraying them, but they hadn't said how. Talon hadn't roused to defend himself, so I kept stepping in. In all honesty, I was most likely making the situation worse, but I figured keeping them on their toes would be even better. I'd make them so bothered, they couldn't think straight. A talent some didn't view, but it paid in my favor now.

"Um, yeah. I just said. Fuck. Her." I let my mouth pause on each word to piss him off even more.

"She's dead, you little bitch!" Ah, I was hitting another nerve, and the other wasn't here to tell him to take a walk.

"Even better. I bet her grave is desecrated every night by necrophiliacs because it's her penance for having you as her grandson!"

"You better watch yourself, or I'll kill you and make it look like you offed yourself!" His hand trembled when he placed the barrel of his handgun in my face.

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