Page 103 of Perilous

I’ve come mentallyprepared for any scenario, including killing the woman I love. If by some chance this thing gets out of hand, what fucking choice would I have?

I shut my eyes… and…

I kneel down next to Annika. Her hands are tied behind her back. Her ankles tied together too. All I can do is shake my head, wipe random strands of hair out of her face. They cling for their life, mixed with sweat and tears.

It was never supposed to be like this. Ever. I take out the needle and uncap it. At least she won’t feel any pain. She’ll literally just fall asleep and never wake up again. In that light, I’ve kept my promise to her. I haven’t hurt her. She’s just going away. Forever. And if she believes in heaven, maybe that’s where she’ll go.

She shakes and thrashes and screams through the gag in her mouth for me to stop. I can hear the muffled cries of her telling me she loves me.

This is fucking torture but it’s completely necessary. There’s no getting out of the fate that is here right now.

The needle pierces her forearm and my thumb shakes and I wait a second before injecting her.

She screams again, knowing…

It hits her almost instantly. Her body sucking the deadly drug in as though it’s not going to kill her. It’s too late.

She looks up at the ceiling and her eyes stay open. Her entire body relaxes. Right now she’s floating outside of herself and there’s no turning back.

Her eyes move a few times but then they stop. All I can do is lean down and kiss her cheek. And whisper to her that I love her…

The scenario doesn’t feel right to play out in my head. I want to scream as loud as I can but I’m standing in a fucking closet, hiding, waiting, and I have to be as still and silent as the black cocktail dress that’s hung up next to me.

I look at it and wonder if Annika’s father has taken this dress off Annika’s best friend’s body. Or if slutty Molly dropped to her knees in some bathroom and sucked Holom’s cock.

The closet smells like expensive perfume.And slut.

Annika met with Molly for coffee. Having her alone is a big risk but there’s a code word she sends to me every few minutes so I know she’s okay.

DOLL

That’s our word. Plus, she’s only a block away. I don’t want Tyrant, Vic, and Demo involved in this. Plus, I have them helping me with other things.

The apartment door opens and shuts. I hold my breath. I need to hear Annika’s voice to know that—

“When was the last time we just hung out?” Annika asks.

Warm relief hits me, proving just how much I fucking love her. I can’t believe this has happened to me.

Love.

Or the fact that my cum is still inside Annika’s body right now.

“I know we’ve hung out recently, but just to get coffee and just… I don’t know… no pressure?”

“You seem really upbeat,” Molly’s voice says. “That’s good.”

“I guess. I’m just trying to figure a lot of things out. I really want to get dates finalized for my travels.”

“You’re still thinking about that?” Molly asks.

Their voices are getting closer.

“Of course I am,” Annika says.

“Even with yoursituation?”

The bedroom door opens. I have an extremely small vertical slit to look through into Molly’s bedroom.

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