Page 94 of Seducer

Was my wild kitty waiting for me? Could she sense my presence? Is that why she constantly scanned the perimeter of the crowded room? Is that the reason she’d altered her appearance yet again, selecting a body-hugging dress? She knew I’d be coming for her.

My good little kitty.

Her outfit wasn’t far removed from the very one that had brought her existence to my attention. Yet tonight she’d added a touch of darkness, allowing her natural hair to fall around her shoulders. I envisioned twisting the long strands in my fist as I fucked her from behind.

My pulse continued ticking higher and higher. It was about time for the real game to begin. Only there would be two players.

My mind was filled with filthy images.

Fortunately, the rational side of me was still attempting to determine who was behind the fucking charade. I calmed my nerves and my libido, forcing myself to play this carefully.

She and I needed to talk.

Minutes ticked by, the music drummed out by the heavy beating of my heart.

Another man approached, the fucker matching her sidesteps. What bothered me more than his actions was the fact he was dressed in all black, his attire similar to mine.

He was also wearing a Purge mask.

Like mine.

Eyes, nose, and X’s for a mouth glowing from a hidden LED unit. Was the fucker trying to confuse her by copying me?

I was incensed, angry enough I almost reached for my blade. Then I reminded myself I wasn’t ingenious in crafting costumes. What I was wearing had been used in movies and depicted on book covers. Right now, I needed to focus on the action, not the look.

She smiled, but her body language remained tense. The moment she attempted to sidestep his advances, he blocked her, crowding her space.

Then the fucker made the mistake of touching her.

My ferocious kitty was quick to react, scratching her nails down one side of his face. She almost ripped off his mask. My wild kitty was more than feral.

Rage swept to the surface, blinding fury that could only be abated with a single course of action. The moment he acted as if he would retaliate, I took a step from the protection of the shadows. Inside these walls I couldn’t use a mask preventing my true identity from being seen. I’d need to remain cautious, but not at the expense of her safety.

My wild kitty attempted to rid herself of the unwanted attention a third time and I almost intervened.

It didn’t matter that the music was loud or there were over two hundred voices in the room. I overheard the bastard after he threw up his hands and just before he walked away.

“You’re a fucking cunt, aren’t you? You deserve what you get.”

I fisted the glass, hearing a slight cracking sound from the pressure used. While she acted as if the man’s ugly words hadn’tbothered her, I knew better. There was nothing about my sweet, spectacular kitten that I hadn’t discovered.

The rage remained and I shifted my gaze toward the jerk as he smashed the drink he’d been holding down onto a table where three of his friends were waiting. They all laughed, each man turning his attention toward my beloved. To add insult to his atrocious behavior, he flipped her the bird before heading to the bathroom.

I left my perch, making my way through the crowd. There was no need to rush. He wasn’t going anywhere.

Except to meet his maker.

Exhaling, I remained in the shadowed corridor, waiting for the right moment to walk inside. Thirty seconds passed before he left the stall, barely acknowledging my presence.

I watched him as he turned on the water, waiting until I noticed his nervous glance before advancing. I was well trained in various art forms, not just in extermination. I wrapped my arm around his throat, cutting off the majority of his air supply and the entirety of his voice. While he clawed at my arm, almost immediately he lost strength in his muscles.

After pushing him into the hallway, I immediately moved to the rear exit. Certain things were best handled in private. There was no reason to disturb anyone inside the club. Most had done nothing wrong.

“Who… What?” he attempted, his voice strangled.

“You fucked up. Now, you pay the price.”

I shoved him outside into the alley, immediately sliding my hand into my pocket. As soon as I wrapped my hand around thehandle of my favorite blade, I pulled him more tightly against my chest.

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