Page 16 of Sinful Desires

My muscles strained against my fitted black T-shirt as I lunged for the punching bag. Fire swam through my veins as they were forced to endure this form of torture, and the pain sang to me like a siren’s song.

I brought my knee up and drove it into the bag as hard as possible, before spinning and jamming my elbow into it next.

My chest heaved up and down with the need to rest, but that was the last thing I wanted. After last night, my body was still humming with adrenaline over the things that had transpired.

Her name had been Gloria. So innocent, and so pure that she reminded me a lot of my little dove. It felt so satisfying to cut her up. More so when it was Aspen’s face I was picturing.

I unstrapped my gloves, anger bubbling inside me, knowing she was out there somewhere probably living her best life. Even if I had to wait to get out of here before exacting my revenge, I would do it.

I deposited my gloves in a bin near the back wall of the gym, Sweat coated my skin, glistening under the dim lighting and I ran my hands through my damp hair, pushing it out of my eye.

Retrieving my bag, I strolled toward the locker rooms and placed my items on a nearby bench. I twisted the knob in the shower, hissing slightly when it turned scorching and burned my skin. Once the temperature was where I wanted it, I grabbed my bathing products and stepped inside, allowing the hot water to pelt my skin.

Closing my eyes, a sadistic grin captured my lips.

Her red hair, and milky white skin. It wasn’t so flawless once I was done with her. The fear in her eyes when she realized she’d given herself over to a monster. Fuck. My cock twitched as the memories played on a loop inside my head.

When I lured her to one of the rooms, she let me cuff her to the bed thinking it was no more than a kink. But I couldn’t have her running away from me, could I? She was nervous the entire time—even before I got to the fun part.

Everything was pretty much a blur once I pulled out my knife. I remembered carving up her skin, fucking her as she cried for me to stop, choking her until her eyes bugged. The complete terror on her face as I strangled her was what had me coming undone inside her.

I warned her not to tell a soul or I’d come back and finish the job. She agreed, but I wasn’t sure if she could be trusted. So, I stalked her for a few days to ensure it.

Stepping out of the shower, I dried myself off and got dressed. Every morning before school, I’d work out here. It gave me the energy I needed for the day and made me feel more myself. Plus, I was always up early, and it killed the time before classes started.

I made my way to my room, which was on the fourth floor, and put my things away before trading them out for my school supplies. My eyes darted to the clock on my bedside table. 6:19 A.M.

Perfect.

Grabbing my hairbrush, I worked it through my hair a few times before setting it back down on the bathroom counter.

When I first got here, I didn’t like how light and welcoming the room appeared to be, so I decked it out in gray and black. My walls were gray while my bedding was black. I even had a black rug on the floor at the foot of my bed.

I snatched my key card off my bedside table before slipping out into the bustling hallway. By now almost everyone was up heading to breakfast. Chatter bounced off the walls all around me, and I tuned them out, their voices blurring into the background. My legs carried me to the elevator where I pressed the button and slid inside.

My muscles screamed in agony due to the tough workout I’d put them through this morning, but the pain comforted me.

Once I reached the first floor, I made my way out the front doors and ventured over to the cafeteria. Even though the doors were closed, the sounds of laughter bled outside into the cold. Sometimes, it seemed like this was a normal place full of normal people, but I knew better than to believe that.

I navigated my way through the room and got in line. On any other day, I might have skipped the line altogether and just walked my happy ass into the kitchen. No one would have said shit about it either. But for some reason, I didn’t have the urge to do that today.

“Myles?” A mousy voice called from behind me.

I whirled around coming face to face with Jaqueline, a girl I had algebra with. Her big brown eyes peered at me through her thick framed glasses. We’d never spoken before, so for her to address me now was a bit of a surprise.

When I didn’t say anything, she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, a nervous expression gripping her features.

“I…was just—”

“What?” I pressed, interrupting her. She might have been hot, but she wasn’t my type. If she addressed me, then she should have the balls to say what she wanted to. Not stand there and look stupid. It didn’t seem like she had any confidence at all, and that was something I liked in a girl.

She blew out a shaky breath. “Never mind.” The words came out so softly, I could have imagined her uttering them.

“If you want my cock, just say it. Otherwise, don’t waste my time.”

Her eyes widened into saucers, and she opened and closed her mouth several times, not knowing what to say to that. I hid my smirk behind my knuckles before turning back around to face the front, thankful to find that the line had already moved a few feet.

Once I made it inside the damn kitchen, I fixed myself a plate of breakfast pizza and grabbed a bottle of water to go with it. I didn’t bother paying as I left, even though I had enough money to buy a thousand of these meals.

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