Betrayal

9.

Alissandru
I've done a lot of fucked up shit in The Basement, experimented in people's deepest desires to see if any of them called out to me. But seeing that little witch bend and fucking listen as she choked on the very knife she held at my throat going down her own is the single most erotic experience of my life.

It's a shame she can't see me leave and I feel her pulse counting down until the last second. Lei is peaceful as fuck right now, it's only fair that I put her to sleep after waking her from it. Picking up the lock of hair that's fell over her cheek in her attempt to fight back I rub the soft strands between my fingers.

The soothing texture has me staying longer than I should. I want that fear back in her eyes and watch it morph into misplaced anger so I can shove it down her fucking throat again. Giving myself 15 more seconds I count mentally and reluctantly lift off her. Not leaving straight away, I wipe my bloody palm against her lips and chest marking her as mine. To kill, not anything else.

Stepping through the service door I re alarm her penthouse and I'm fucking whistling as my palm stings. It's a good sting, it reminds me of the little witch and the pain she's caused everyone else. I'll own her and break her to the point she can't fucking think without me creeping in every single one of her thoughts.

***

The feeling of her squirming under me doesn't leave as we sit at Noctem. I should be focusing on the introduction of the new GSS leader but all I can look at is Lei's dark eyes and remember how the red looked against her skin. There's a tiny little silver mark against her neck and I'm hard at the memory of how she got it. I should have paid more attention when I was inside of her but I'll take my time when I'm next inside of her.

Those soulless eyes flick down to my hand as I trace the scabbed line. Staring at her lips I wonder how she'll take me, the poor thing struggled with the handle of her knife and that's not even big. Fuck, I can imagine it. Watery eyes looking up at me as she drools around me, her lips will quiver from the ache in her jaw and she'll sit with her hands on her knees like a good girl waiting for my instruction.

Huang shakes Lucky's hand confirming business will continue as usual. Coming to me he does the same and tries to demand more respect by attempting to squeeze my fingers together. Returning it with more force he can't hide his wince when it flashes in his eyes and I drop his hand.

I can't feel warning stare shooting into the back of my head but ignore it as I follow them out. Huang doesn't keep in step with his dear niece now that her faithful puppy is back. He stands too fucking close to her but doesn't touch and Lei's pissed at his presence like the rest of the world.

Stopping beside the office, I extend my voice and ignore her little pet. "Zhang, we've got the information you were looking for." There's no confusion on her face as she turns around and tries to take over my game. The bored tone pisses me off. "That was quick, I only asked you last night." And then her need to bring up what we both are focusing on has me turning smug.

Opening the door for her, the little witch presses into my body as she walks passed me. It's not a need to touch me but so I can feel her knife at her hip and I get even more satisfaction slamming the door on Wayne so he can't follow. Grabbing her poisonous throat, I push Lei into the door watching the shadows play of the prick standing outside trying to listen in. Keeping my voice low because he's not deserving of any revenge and no one will be able to the witch now I have her, my lips brush her ear as I whisper. "You didn't run and now you're mine to break."

She's too predictable and I don't need to see her fully to know what she's doing. Grabbing her hand before she can unsheathe the blade, I continue with my orders. "The next time I see you, I don't want that little puppy anywhere close. Send him away or I'll put him the fuck down." Lei pushes her head back not to escape but so can look at me. Tilting her chin up her low voice is hard as she stares with nothing but murder right into my eyes. "He is one of my men."