Page 27 of Sinful Little Lies

He gags and scrunches his nose as his eyes narrow, anger seeping out of him. “You dumbass, what the fuck is this?! And is that-” Another gag comes from his throat as his eyes bounce to the remains of Braxton’s head with bugs flying around it, picking at what’s leftover. “-A fucking head?! What the fuck?!” This time he actually pukes.

I watch as he expels his vomit, and it sprays around him as he remains hung from the hooks on the ceiling, the biggest smile filling my face. Verena walks further into the room and her arm brushes against mine as she stands by me. The contact makes my dick jerk in my pants.

The minute that she comes into view, Leo's whole demeanor changes and my hands twitch at my sides with the urge to decapitate his head immediately. “Verena, baby, what's going on? I love you. I am so sorry. You know I didn’t m-” His wordsdie as my fist connects with his jaw and his head snaps to the side.

“What the fuck!” he shouts, spitting blood to the floor next to him.

“She doesn’t need your bullshit apologies. It’s over, Leo. You’re fucking done, dipshit,” I say confidently.

“Grimm… is that a head?” Verena hesitantly questions, her finger pointing over to the very obvious head of Braxton. “Who is that?” She brings her hand to her nose and squeezes.

“Don’t worry about it, baby. I’ll tell you later. Let’s finish this fucker.” I state while cocking my head to the side and peering down at Leo.

“Verena, please don’t let him do this. Please.” Leo begs.

V lifts her eyes to meet his. Rage burns behind mine. All I want is to kill. I want to see red, bathe in it, and breathe it in. “Why would I stop him? I’ve tried to stop you from doing so much to me for years and my words haven’t had any impact on your actions. What makes you think he’ll listen to me?” Tears begin flowing from her eyes, but she contains her composure. Every word that leaves her mouth is crystal clear.

“You destroyed me. Little by little, you ruined every good thing about me and my life. But I loved you, and to be honest, Leo, you’re not the easiest fucking person to love. There’s nothing you could say that’s going to get you out of here alive and in one piece. You deserve to die. There is-”

Leo cuts her off with a cry. “Verena, plea-”

Verena’s voice booms throughout the cement room as a tear trails down her cheek, “Speaking to me is a fucking privilege! One you no longer have. This is my hell, bitch. I make the goddamn rules! You don’t get to speak anymore.”

Oh, my lanta.I could combust right here, right now. Her eyes have darkened and her face has a red tint from her ownrage. Her hair is a bit disheveled from the helmet and the wind. She looks fucking perfect.

Fuck, I want her so bad.

Focus, Grimm. You can think with your dick once this asshole is dead.

“Do you like games, Leo?” I ask, slipping a blade into my back pocket and pulling an axe from my bag, twirling it around like a baton. “Because me, personally, I love games and I’m assuming you do too. Since you loved toying with Ms. Verena so much, I figured we could play a few of my favorites. Participate in one last family game night.” I let the axe drop and the blade clacks against the ground.

Walking towards him, the sharp edge of the axe drags along the cement, eliciting a high-pitched scratching noise. “And one thing about me and games, Leo, is that I don’t like to lose.” I bring my face to his, so close I can smell the bile lingering on his breath. His eyes widen and the fear seeping into them makes my smile stretch even further.

I lean back from his face, a laugh bursting from my throat. Placing my hand on my belly, I laugh harder. “Wooo!” I bring the axe to my face and fakely swipe away a tear. “You should have seen your face, Leo. Truly priceless. No one told me you were so funny.”

I drop the axe by his tied up body then head back toward my bag to grab the other tools I need. “What do you say, V. Want to have a game night?”

“Game night?” she asks, her pretty curious eyes going from Leo to me.

“Tic-Tac-Toe or Hangman, little monster?” I ask her. Looking over, I see her brows furrow; whether it's the nickname or the question I just asked, I don’t know. What I do know is that after this, I will have most certainly created a monster.

Mylittle monster.

Because there is no going back once this is done.

“Uhmm… Hangman?” she answers in a questioning tone. A smile starts to creep up my face. “Great choice.” I praise her, unable to hide the excitement lacing my words. “I hope you two are ready to have some fun! I sure am. It’s been a hot minute since I’ve been able to enjoy this shit.”

Leo starts to shake his head at me while chanting “No’s” and “Please’s” but the only thing I hear right now is the words V said to me about how he hurt her. Broke her down until she was so fragile and weak, it took outside interference to save her.

I face Verena and smile while clapping then rub my hands together. “Here are the rules, baby. It’s time to play.”

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VERENA

My eyes are stuckon his movements and the shock of electricity that makes its way to my core confuses me. What I would give to fuck him here, right in front of Leo.

I never had this kind of reaction to anything Leo did. Is this what true attraction and lust felt like? There’s a strong magnetic pull between Grimm and myself. I absolutely need to know if this is purely physical or something more.

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