Page 38 of My Perfect Villain

All of them.

Every last one.

I glance up at the ceiling, over to where the body is lying. Rigor Mortis has surely set in by now. I can’t remember how long it’ll take for maggots to start eating her. If I turn the heat up, it should happen quicker, but I hate the heat and the smell would get worse. I hate the smell of rotting flesh.

Originally, I hadn’t planned on staying here long, but now that I’ve found this house, I may have changed my mind. This was supposed to be a quick pit stop. A place to rest. But it could be home.

“Well, that’s a wrap, my freaky fans!” Shelly says from the phone. “Until next time…”

The eerie music plays and then it’s silent for a few moments while the app moves onto the next episode.

I have to say, Azrael is amazing for setting me up with this phone. Techy stuff isn’t my thing, never has been. Thankfully, he’s not only good at figuring it all out, he’s good at explaining it to me in a way I can understand. I swear, tech stuff is like gibberish. Boy, do I love that man. Not enough to stay in hell, but oh well. I can love him from up here, too. Plus, he said he’d visit me sometime.

Music starts to play from my phone, but it isn’t Shelly’s intro. I turn my head in the direction of my phone, wondering if she’s changed it or if I’d finally listened to the last episode.

Damn, I hope I haven’t.

The music that plays is a jazzy little guitar number, and doesn’t sound like something fitting for true crime.

“Hello, Word Warriors…”

Oh? My ears perk up at the sound of that man’s voice.

“Welcome to The Nerd Word, I’m Felix, your host.”

Host? He sounds like a voice porn star. Is that a thing? Like a naughty narrator? A sexy storyteller?

A smile splits my face as I roll onto my stomach and stare into the corner where my phone is, resting my chin on my fists.

“Today, we’re going to get right into it, and continue the same path we’ve been on. For those just joining us, I like to talk about words. Words I like, words I don’t like, words people say incorrectly, and words that are beautiful. The lists go on and on. Today, we will talk about the infamousirregardlessalong withanyways. Also on the list is carnation, epidemic, monstrosity, and our bonus word for the day is… specificity. Ah, what a fun one to say.”

He chuckles, and the sound vibrates through me, causing tingles everywhere.

Holy hell, this man’s voice…

My panties are soaked just listening to him. I wonder what he looks like? Does he live around here? Where can I find him?

“Let’s start off with irregardless. People, this one is simple. It’s not a word. Stop saying it. Stop using it. Hell, stopthinkingabout it. The word you’re looking for isregardless. Re, people, that’s it.”

I get to my feet and move to grab my phone to click on the details.

There is no photo, which is such a bummer, but there is an email listed for listeners to send in the bonus word suggestions.

“Bonus words? How about bonusstory?This man is going to say some dirty words, whether he likes it or not.”

I open the note app on my phone and start to type. I think of every dirty thing I’d want this man to say to me and write it down, and when I’m done, I look it over and can’t help but grin.

Hi Felix, I’ve attached a wonderful narrative I’ve written, and would love for you to read it on the air. I have a feeling your listeners, me especially, will enjoy it. I only found your podcast about ten minutes ago, but I’m already obsessed.

Dear Zia,

I’ve been thinking about you… about us. I can’t get you off my mind. All I can picture is how your lips would feel around my cock, how tight you’d be around my fingers, the way you’d taste on my tongue. I dream of having you bent over my bed, playing with that perfect little pussy of yours while I stroke my fat dick and watch. You’d tell me to fuck your ass, but I’d tell you we should wait. You’d beg, and finally I’d give in because I’ll give you anything you want.

Until next time…

P.S. Think of me when you touch yourself. I’ll do the same.

All my love, Daddy Felix.

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