Page 43 of Beautiful Revenge

“I think you needed this, babe.” I look down at her, and she nods.

“You’re right. But some of them will deserve a lot more torture than what I gave him. I need to centre myself better.”

“Then we’ll work on that. Together,” I promise, feeling lighter once she smiles again.

“You guys need to strip everything like we discussed, then get your asses in the car. It’s my turn to play,” Dylan says, making our woman laugh.

I grab the towels we had to the side, wiping her face clear of the blood before handing it to her. Tossing them onto the ground, we step on them, making sure to work our footprints off of the floor as we make our way back to the door.

Once we’ve stripped and done everything we need to, we head back to the car where Dylan is standing outside, a huge smile on his face.

“Fucking nerd,” I tease him, and Briar slaps my chest with the back of her hand.

“His nerd ways are what keep us from being caught, Dev. You like me covered in blood, exacting revenge, don’t you?” She bats her eyelashes at me innocently, knowing she’s got me on that one.

“I’m just saying he’s weird. I love him anyway, though. Do your thing, brother,” I say, smirking at him.

I’m not an idiot. I know we would be fucked without his genius brain and infinity for hacking and setting fire to shit, but I will never stop teasing him. What kind of brother would I be if I did?

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