Page 68 of The Death Dealer

“Not in front of an audience, my love,”he said, flashing a grin.“There’s time for that when we’re alone.”

“Skank bitch needs a lesson in manners!”Soleil growled.

Draven stopped her forward charge with a hand on her arm.“All isn’t what it seems, cher.”

“How can you say that? They’re mauling each other!”

“Dalli, remember what you do to me with a single kiss? She leaves me flat as a pancake.”

Soleil’s gaze dropped to the front of his jeans, and she registered his lack of erection.“Doesn’t mean I have to like it,”she muttered through their link.

“I’m not asking you to. Just know I don’t either. I’m aware of whatsheis and whatherparticular games are. Trust me.”

She shot a look at Fintan. He’d said not to. What was she to do?

“Trustme, Dalli,”Trevor urged.“I love you.”

Her heart swelled, and happiness bubbled inside, but she didn’t reply, choosing to remain wary and alert.

When Ho Heidi Ho dove back for another kiss, Soleil shut her eyes and allowed her inner Spring Thorne to emerge. Connecting with the soil from a nearby potted plant, she mentally apologized for stealing its nutrients even as she removed the dirt and envisioned stuffing it in Deni’s mouth.

A muffled screech and spitting was Soleil’s reward, and she lifted her lids to see her nemesis turn blotchy and ugly with rage.

Beside her, the men laughed, and it appeared as if Trevor was struggling to hold it together, too. But Deni was incensed. The woman produced the perfume bottle and smashed it at Trevor’s feet. His expression arrested, then went blank as if his thoughts were no longer his own.

“Trevor?”

He didn’t respond or look Soleil’s way.

“Trevor, answer me!”

His gaze remained locked on Deni, who leaned in and whispered in his ear. With a single nod, he turned from her and approached Soleil.

“She’s a nobody, Trevor,” Deni scoffed. “Nothing.”

With a sweet smile, he wrapped a hand around Soleil’s throat and squeezed.

Fintan and Draven shouted his name, jumping on him in their attempt to wrestle him away. But his one-handed grip was superhuman in strength. Unbreakable.

Trevor’s Death Dealer magic swirled around them, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed Fintan swipe a wrist under his nose and gaze at his blood-soaked sleeve in horror.

“Back away!”she shouted at the others. No way would she allow them to die on her behalf.“Trevor! Trevor, stop! Please, stop!”she screamed within the confines of her mind, attempting to pry his fingers away from her neck.“Babe, please!”

Yet it was as if their link were severed, and he couldn’t hear her.

But she heard him.

“Obliterate.”

Spots danced before her eyes, and she frantically struggled against his hold, clawing at his hand in a desperate attempt to escape. It wasn’t the strangulation that would be her undoing. No, the thing she needed to worry about was already wrapping its magic around her soul, breaking it down with the intent tocrush.Obliterating.

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The atmosphere around her turned into a sparking, snapping live wire of energy an instant before time froze. The only two unmoving were Trevor and Deni, yet Soleil couldn’t break his hold. The highlight? Whoever had used their ability to halt time encapsulated Trevor’s killing magic and suspended her soul’s extinction.

“Now, Ben!”she heard Damian shout.

Benjamin, along with her brother-in-law, rushed to where Trevor held Soleil in his death embrace. The lack of air was burning her lungs, and dancing black dots filled her vision. If they didn’t separate Trevor and her soon, she would die.

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