Page 14 of Ex-Mas
“She didn’t. She hasn’t been kissed since she murdered you.”
How much Adrian softens would be annoying, but I’m too busy being annoyed at his stupid demon friend. “Really? That’s all it takes to make you forget they touched your girl?”
Adrian growls. “I’ll forget it after their song. That’s all I needed, let me know the cost later on.”
The fucker eyes me like he’s considering me as his price, but seems to think better of it. “Yeah, will do. Good luck.”
He vanishes into thin air, and Adrian closes the distance between us to grip the bars. “You smell angry.”
“Angry?” I repeat, getting madder by the second now that the immediate danger is gone. “Why would I be angry that some fucking weirdo with autopsy scars just made me relive the worst moments of my life? Why would I be angry that you put me in a fuck ass cage? Why would I be angry that I really did kill the man I loved, because the one in front of me is a heartless, vindictivedick? Couldn’t tell you, I’m happier than a fucking clam.”
“Mmhm.” He stares at me for so long I imagine poking him in his stupid black eyes. “So where do we go from here, Hellcat?”
“I guess you make me like you and I’ll kill you again, just better this time.”
Immediately, I regret it, but I don’t take it back. He will not break me.
The smile he gives me is as fake as it is wicked. “Wouldn’t expect anything less.”
Huffing, I clench my jaw until the urge to cry recedes and lean back against my cage. “Then get on with it.”
6
Adrian
I refuse to be soft with her. She’s always been someone I could go toe to toe with, but whenever I see that look in her eyes, I know I need to tread lightly.
Because of our previous relationship, I know how close she is to shutting down. I can feel it radiating off of her and see it in her shining eyes, but where’s the fun in that?
I haven’t smiled in years, yet since I’ve had her back she’s pulled the expression out of its depths more times than I can count.
I’d thank her for it if I knew how, and even if I did, we’re far from pleasantries at the moment. “How will you do it this time?”
“Kill you? I don’t know, I haven’t exactly had time to mull it over. But don’t worry, your friend will be first.”
“Kael?” I say with a chuckle. “Good luck there. As you could see, many have tried before you.”
“Because they led with anger instead of lust,” she argues. “He lingered a little too long on certain memories, and I’m guessing you didn’t see the way he looked at me before he left. The key to killing any powerful man is to fuck him into a stupor first.”
I yank on those bars so hard, one breaks free. “Are you trying to get me to kill him? Manipulate me into a blind rage so I solve the problem for you? Fuck you, Lysandra.”
Yet here I am, wondering how the fuck I’m going to kill the only real friend I’ve made down here.
Part of me doubts what she’s saying, but Kael is still a demon, and he’s been here far longer than I have. Could I really put it past him? Fuck.
“Who said he’s a problem? He’s hot, I’m sure I’ll have a great time. I don’t understand why you’re so upset, I’m just trying to carry on your legacy, baby. Killing every man, woman, and demon who has ever seen me naked. Who else will do it once you’re gone?”
“You always did think you were funnier than you actually are,” I growl. “And I’m not laughing. Keep talking about fucking other people, and I’ll burn this entire fucking place to the ground with both of us inside of it.”
Too bad it will accomplish nothing, but she doesn’t know that.
“Yeah, that definitely sounds worse than being locked in a cage with crusty cum all over me. Please don’t.” The sarcasm dripping from her words almost pales in comparison to the expression on her face — this isn’t my Hellcat. This is... something entirely different.
She might actually kill me on purpose this time.
“I take it a blowjob is off the table? You look kinda hot right now.”
She opens her mouth to say no, then pauses, smiling almost sweetly at me. “Sure, baby. Come here.”
