Page 43 of The Naughty One
“That’s romantic. Wait, what sister?” Mandy, who had known Octavia since the beginning of high school, looked confused. “I thought you were an onlychild.”
Octavia grinned and explained her relationship to Romy and the Sasses. “Huh,” Mandy said, when Octavia saw a photo of Romy. “She does look like you. Sure she didn’t donate eggs seventeen yearsago?”
“I think not; she would have been twelve.” Octavia rolled her eyes at herfriend.
“Her mom could have, though. I’m just saying.” They were sitting in the cafeteria of the library, waiting for two of their friends to join them. The new year had brought even more snow and the girls were heading out to do some sledding before retreating to Octavia’s house for hot chocolate andpizza.
Rebecca, a fiery redhead, yelled over to them as she entered the café, always one to show off, but good natured, and then quiet but sweet Yelena followed her in. The dark-haired girl had been an emigre from Russian five years ago and before meeting the others, had felt left out and lonely. Octavia had brought her into their fold of tomboys and book nerds and now Yelena wasthriving.
They set out in Octavia’s four-by-four to go to her father’s cabin up in the mountains. Dan hadn’t been wild about the idea of four teenage girls alone out there, but Octavia had gently reminded him, they were all adultsnow.
“Almost,” he said, with narrowed eyes but Octavia had stared him down. “Dad.”
Dan sighed. “Fine … but you call me when you get there and text every morning andnight.”
“Deal.”
They reached the cabin after dark and hurriedly brought their luggage inside. Octavia lit the fire and Yelena made some hot chocolate. They sat around chatting and laughing until late, then Octavia stretched her long limbs. “Gonna turn in, I think. Want to be ready for a full-on daytomorrow.”
“Hell, yes!” Rebecca raised her mug, cursing as she slopped it all over her. Mandy rolled her eyes and helped her clean itup.
Octavia was the last to fall asleep. She was sharing the room with Mandy, her friend curled up beside her, fast asleep. Octavia snuggled under the covers and closed hereyes.
It was almost dawnwhen she heard it. A soft cry from the other bedroom woke her. She sat up, listening intently. She heard a strange noise, like a thumping into something soft. What the hell? She swung her legs over the side of the bed and crept out into the hall, moving silently along. As she approached the other room, she began to tremble—something didn’t feel right. The door was slightly ajar and to her horror, she saw the hooded figure of a tall man bending over her friends’ bed. He was moving his arm up and down and in the moonlight, Octavia saw the glint of steel. Oh god,no…
For a second she was frozen, not believing what she was seeing then, with nothing else to do, she gave a banshee scream and run to tackle the assailant. She hit him full force but he threw her off easily, sending her crashing back to the wall, banging her head viciously. As she recovered, she heard Mandy running tohelp.
“No, Mandy, run, gethelp.”
But it was too late. Mandy came crashing through the door, flicking the light on, and then Octavia saw the horror of what had happened. Rebecca and Yelena, both gasping for oxygen, covered in blood, were clutching at the vicious stab wounds in theirbellies.
“Oct, Mandy,run,” Rebecca croaked before the killer shoved the blade into her throat, and she fell back, choking and dying. Octavia scrambled to her feet pushing Mandy back out into the hall, but then there was another masked man, easily picking Mandy up and driving a knife deep into her abdomen so many times, so quickly that Mandy had no chance. The killer dumped her body on the ground and then both of them came afterOctavia.
She almost reached the cabin door but then one of them tackled her to the ground, the other grabbing her legs and straddling her. He ripped the top of her pajamas open, then to Octavia’s disbelief, he pulled his maskoff.
Gaius.He grinned down at her. “Well, now, I guess I’m quite thesurprise.”
“Please don’t kill me, Gaius,please.”
He laughed, looking at the other assailant. “Well, it’s always worth asking, isn’t it?” He slowly pushed the knife into her navel and Octavia gasped at the horrific pain. Gaius buried the knife into her to thehilt.
“I did some research, little Octavia, some digging around in the files of the surrogacy place. Seems like we’re related. Magda Sasseisyour biological mother, which makes you Romy’s sister—which means we’re going to kill you the same way we’re going to kill her. Slowly. Painfully. Without mercy.” He wrenched the knife from her and Octavia could feel her blood pumping from the wound. Gaiussmiled.
“Ah, damn … I think I’ve gone and severed your abdominal artery. You’ll bleed out in a few minutes, so we’d better make the most ofthis…”
Octavia screamed as the other killer drew his own knife out of his pocket and both men stabbed her again and again until there was nothing left butdarkness.
Chapter21
Romy Sasse-Allende rolledover in bed and smiled at her husband. “Hey,hubby.”
Blue opened his eyes and grinned. “Hey, wifey.” He leaned over to kiss her and she wriggled into his arms, hooking a leg over his body. She could feel his cock stiffening as she pressed her body againsthim.
“Fuck me,husband.”
With a chuckle, Blue rolled her onto her back, and hitched her legs around his waist. “Damn, you’re sowet.”
Romy grinned up at him sleepily. “I’ve been dreaming about you.” She moved her body so her breasts and belly undulated and with a growl, Blue plunged his cock deep inside her ready and swollen cunt, pining her hands to the bed, and thrusting with measured but brutal strokes into her. Romy moaned and encouraged him as he fucked her, loving it when he got rough, coming over and over as he shot his load inside of her. He flipped her onto her stomach and eased into her ass, pulling her hair as she screamed hisname.
