Page 45 of Beautiful Revenge

“No. You’ll kill me. And I want you to suffer knowing I have Aria. I want you to feel pain every fucking day.” Finn fires off his gun towards Dante but misses as Dante dodges behind a pew.

Finn takes my arm and drags me towards the back of the church. I can hear the other men running after us. I try to drag my feet into the ground to keep Finn from leaving but he only scoops me up bridal style and hightails it out of the church.

Since we leave out the back, Finn has to run back around to the front to get to his car. Dante and the rest of them are right behind us. I know they’re not shooting so as to not hurt me but I wish they would just shoot Finn. Just kill him and set me free.

Finn practically throws me into the car and dives in himself. We take off down the road before Dante can reach us.

“We need to change cars,” he mutters.

“This is crazy. You should have just let me go. Maybe you could have reasoned with Dante.”

He shoots me a look likeI’mthe crazy one. “You know Dante is going to kill me the first chance he gets.”

He finds a parking garage and picks a car hidden behind a beam to steal.

“This is wrong,” I say.

“No offense, princess, but I don’t give a fuck.” He works on picking the lock.

“Hey!” Someone shouts. A man, running towards us. “That’s my car!”

With a growl, Finn shoots the man right in the head. I scream as the man’s blood splatters onto my beautiful white wedding gown.

“Why did you do that?”

“Because he would have called the cops on us and we need a new car now.”

“What about security cameras?”

“That’s why we’re hidden behind this beam.” Finn manages to unlock the car and picks up the man’s body and shoves it into the back seat. “See? None the wiser. Now get in.”

I stare at the man’s dead body. “No.”

“Aria, get in.”

“I do not want to go to jail because of you.”

For just a second, his eyes soften. “You won’t. Now, get in.”

With no other option, I get into the car. Finn digs through the man’s pockets, searching for the keys but it takes a while. Every second that passes, I become more aware of the dead body in the backseat. What if someone else heard the gunshot and finds us?

I wouldn’t survive in prison. I’m used to luxury too much to give it up.

Finn finally finds the keys and gets the car started and we drive away from the parking garage. “I’ll need to get rid of the body and the car before the police come looking.”

We drive for a while, leaving the city behind, before Finn finds a woodsy area. “I have a house around here.” He keeps driving through the woods until we reach a clearing with a large lake in the middle. “Perfect.” He shuts the car off. “Do you know how to dispose of a body?”

“Do I look like I know how?”

“Well, you’re going to help me.” He gets out of the car and motions for me to do the same. I don’t object. The less time I can spend around the dead man, the better.

Finn puts the man in the front seat and shoves his gun into the man’s hand after wiping his prints off of it. “Now, you’re going to help me push this car into the lake.”

“No.”

“Aria.

“No.”

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