Page 107 of Their Stolen Obsession
Sebastian’s wounds were clear from the torture we had inflicted all over his body. Some appeared to be infected, but that didn’t matter because soon he’d be six feet under, and I was happy the asshole could still hear. He’d get to listen to every moment of his murder. Hell. Poor fucker was probably brain dead from all our beatings, and maybe he wouldn’t remember a damn thing.
Man.That was too damn bad. I got excited there for a whole-ass minute.
Max had chained shit for brains to the ceiling and his legs to the floor to ensure he couldn’t get away. Sebastian’s condition eliminated any worry of escape. Boy, had we outdone ourselves.
At first, Liv gasped at the sight of her ex-fiancé after Sin had opened the storage unit door. Her hand covered her mouth as disbelief washed over her face, but there wasn’t a single tear. She held no pity for Sebastian or what had happened to him.
Slowly, Liv walked toward Sebastian, and her hand dropped to her side. She inspected every burn, bruise, cut, and injury we had given him. Her face remained expressionless for minutes.
Liv wrinkled her nose. “What’s that awful smell?”
“Probably this asshole’s dying body.” I shrugged.
Shit for brains stirred at the sound of our voices and one eye popped open. Sebastian peered at Liv and a groan rumbled from somewhere deep inside of him. He sounded like a caged animal, savage, delirious, and bitter. He hated her. His anger was obvious as he took any strength he had left and charged at her, but the chains caught him.
“Bitch! You put me here, you ungrateful whore!” Sebastian fell back against his shackles as he breathed hard while spit flew out of his mouth. “I’m going to kill your parents as promised and let you watch them bleed to death!”
I burst into laughter, and Sin joined me. He slapped his knees and pounded a fist against the wall.Was this asshole serious?
Right. We had repeatedly inflicted blunt force trauma on Sebastian and severely damaged his head. We cut off his fingers, leaving him trapped in this shithole situation about to die. No way would he hurt anyone ever again.
Sin cut the crap and pulled out a knife. “Not if we kill you first.”
“Kill?” Liv whispered.
“Yes, darling, we kept this asshole for you instead of killing him ourselves,” I explained as I watched Sebastian twitch in fear at the sound of my voice.He brought me joy. “We want you to decide what to do with him before he dies.”
Liv asked, “This was your surprise?”
“Yes. The perfect gift to you, little obsession, because you’re going to do the honors,” Sin hissed with pleasure and held the handle of the blade out to Liv. “Kill the son of a bitch who took so much of your life away. Go on. Take the knife. Take back everything he stole from you.”
“I…I can’t…” Liv refused, and she shook her head.
“But you absolutely can, Liv. You can do whatever you want with this knife. Cut him, stab him, slit his goddamn throat.” Sin inhaled a deep breath and closed his eyes. “Fuck, sweetheart, I’d get so turned on watching you pluck his eyeballs right of out of their sockets.”
Liv stared at the knife.
Slowly, Liv reached for the blade while we watched on with pride because our girl would kill Sebastian. I knew she had the guts to with her fiery streak that ran deep. As deep as we had always known because Liv was a natural. A sheltered life had hidden her true self for far too long. The darkness inside of her was ready to come out.
“That’s it, darling, show this motherfucker who is boss,” I said as I walked closer toward her and pushed up the sleeves of my black shirt.
Liv took the knife.
The blade glistened in the light as Liv stared down at it and accepted her fate. Her destiny had led her to this moment, facing her abuser as he quivered in his clanking chains. Sebastian was afraid of Liv for once in his entire pathetic fucking life. The thought of her killing him petrified him.
News flash, asshole. Liv’s gonna butcher you.
“Pa… Pa… Please, Liv…” Sebastian stammered with fright evident in his eyes. “Don’t do this to me.”
Our girl didn’t speak one word as she locked eyes on her target. She held the knife out in front of her—she had all the power in her hand, and we had given her the strength to do what she had deserved to do all along. Ever since the first degrading word Sebastian had spoken to her, the initial slap, or the earliest time he had kicked her. She was dead set on taking all the abuse back and slicing him with everything she had.
“Don’t do this to you?” Liv narrowed her eyes on her ex. “What about me, Sebastian? Huh? What aboutme?”
“What about you, bitch?” Sebastian sneered.
I punched Sebastian right in his broken nose and the sound of bone re-cracking gave me pleasure, but I was still tense—completely fired up and ready to break him some more. Liv stopped me as she heldout a hand flat against my chest, and I listened to that motherfucker groan in agony.
Liv moved fast as she pressed the blade up to Sebastian’s throat before he even saw her coming and the knife nicked his skin. Red shimmered from the wound she had inflicted, and I was hard. My cock strained against the zipper of my pants at the sight of our girl ready to slice her ex’s jugular. Fuck. Liv had gone to the dark side.
