Page 59 of Bleed
“Yeah, he’s mine, and mine only.”
In the color photo, with crystal clear clarity is Allie, drink in her hand, smile on her face in a night club I recognize.
“You know where that is?” She asks me, looking at my face then down at the photo.
“I do. The last time I was there I was with a certain Christina Franchesca.” I answer, remembering the night I drove my knife into her heart right after she spit in my face and told me to tell Valentino to go fuck himself.
It was only a few short weeks ago actually, the night before I was given the hit on the Recluse and my whole world changed, that I offed that broad after her mouth barely made me feel anything. As I look back I realize that it wasn’t that she was that bad, I was just that broken from the pain of missing my Dani.
Serendipity, right? Chance encounters that lead to bliss. Once a foreign thought to me is now the key word to describing everything that has happened since that night, in that club. Now, I’m heading back there, with another kill to do, and this one won’t get close enough for her to touch me, but I sure as fuck am going to touch her.
“You have that sinister look on your face you get right before you cause havoc.” Dani says, tossing the photograph down on the table and shuffling through the rest of them.
“Yes I do, my dear.”
“So, are we about to cause said havoc?”
“Go get dressed and ready for a night out baby, and wear something sexy to go dancing in.”
“A date and a murder? You are too good to me.” She says, clapping her hands and running into the bedroom.
In the last few days she’s brought more and more of her stuff here, and now she has more than just one dresser drawer. Half my closet is full of her dresses and shoes, and my bathroom has been overrun by all the feminine things a guy could despise. But it’s all hers so I deal with it, because, well, why not.
About two hours later, my woman emerges from the master suite, followed by the heavy scent of a designer perfume. Her blonde hair has been dyed back to the chocolate brown I love and is tied back in a tousled and sexy half ponytail. Her stunning body is barely covered in a shimmering, silver, mini dress that hangs low between her ample breasts, with a hemline that just covers the bottom of her sweet little ass. Silver high heels and shiny diamond earring finish off the outfit that drips sex appeal and class at the same time.
“Holy fuck, you’re stunning.” I say, almost choking on my own tongue as she struts in front of me and does a cute little turn to show me the fit.
“You think?”
“Baby, I wanna rip it off you right now, it’s that good.”
“Mmmm, mission accomplished then.”
“Jesus, I’m gonna be too busy watching you tonight. You’re gonna be one hell of a distraction.”
“That’s what I was going for, but not for you.”
“No?”
“No, to distract everyone else so that you can rip out my sister’s heart.”
“That’s a little extreme is it not?’
“Nope. Rip it out and then fuck it, just like she fucked my feelings by pretending to be my bestie when really she’s my demented homicidal sister who wants me dead.”
“Okay, whatever you say my dear. I’ll fuck her heart if that’s what you want.”
“It is.”
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The night club called Vibes is bumping when we arrive by a cab. The dress my sexy little deviant is wearing is nothing appropriate for a bike ride, so regretfully we had to leave Luna and the 500 at home. But that’s okay because damn, she looks fucking fine. I don’t think I look too bad either in my black dress slacks, white button-down shirt, and rose red tie. Dani picked it out, so it has to be good.
The bouncer doesn’t even take a second look at us before he lifts the red rope and ushers us inside. The fact that he knows who I am kinda helps though, even if we are dressed to the nines and look fucking good. With my hand on the small of Dani’s back, we walk in the front doors and look around.
The lights are strobing, and the music is loud as we make our way across the vast dance floor in the industrial themed club towards the long bar. People are everywhere, drinking, dancing, and having fun while others are making out in corners where they think no one can see them. I smile a broad grin when I gaze over to my left at the shadowed corner where I got my dick sucked by Christina then dug my blade into her chest.
Mmmm, fond memories.
