Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Seems like they already gave him a beating.
“Well, hi there, little slut,” Alistair says. “Nice of you to join us. Your idea?” He looks over at Felix.
“She wouldn’t stop,” Felix replies.
“Since when do you cave?”
“Since she needs a lesson,” he spits back. “Prep him.”
Alistair grabs Nathan’s face and rips the tape off so harshly it makes his skin break out in blood.
“Fuck! That hurts!” Nathan yelps.
“It’ll hurt even more if you don’t do what we say,” Alistair says. “Now are you going to answer all our questions? Or do you want us to rough you up some more?”
“My face is fucking botched up!” he growls. “You’re not gonna get away with this!”
Alistair grips his face so tightly his lips get squashed together. “Better hope you give the answers we’re looking for, or Felix will have his way with you.”
The fear is locked into Nathan’s eyes as Alistair steps away.
Felix steps forward and grabs the hammer, then glances at me over his shoulder. “Well, Pen? How far do you want me to go?”
All of their eyes are on me, and it almost feels like this is all a test.
A test to see how far I’m willing to go to get justice for my sister.
If I’ll say something or let him rip into Nathan.
But they don’t know I already promised myself I would go to hell for her.
And it’s Felix’s dark, heavy voice that reminds me there’s no going back.
“Go on then,” I say. “Make him speak.”
FELIX
I watch Penelope’s face with keen interest.
I knew bringing her here would be a risk with a heavy price, but it’s a price I was willing to pay to see her reaction.
She wants to know how depraved we can get? She hasn’t even seen the worst yet.
This is going to be one hell of a show.
I brace my feet against the concrete floor and smash the hammer into Nathan’s leg.
He yelps in pain, crying bloody tears, but I whip up his face so he looks at me instead of the ground. “Did you fucking push a note underneath her door?”
“I forced the fucking girl in that Alpha Psi sorority do it for me,” he screams back, his face all red from the pain he’s attempting to swallow.
I grip his preppy-ass by the collar and growl, “Tell me why you threatened her.”
I tower over him and let it sink in, then turn my head toward Pen.
I want her to look into my eyes and witness the cruelty. The vile, twisted desires coursing through my veins. I want her to see it all.
“Having regrets yet, Pen?” I ask.
She shakes her head even though I can see it’s hard for her to watch Nathan squirm in his seat.
“Answer me.”
“No,” she replies, feet firmly planted on the ground, her arms rigid by her side. Like she’s bracing herself for what’s to come.
WHACK!
I smash the hammer into the same leg, breaking it sideways.
“FUCK! My leg! You broke it!” Nathan squeals like a pig, but I’m only interested in Pen’s reaction, the look on her face. But instead of looking terrified, she looks confident. As though nothing could ever shake her.
I’m impressed.
For a little rat, she sure has a lot of guts.
“Stop him!” Nathan barks at Alistair and Dylan, but they don’t even bother to reply. “Why won’t you stop him? He’ll kill me.”
“Maybe I will,” I muse.
“Why? Why are you doing this?” Nathan begs. “Just because of some fucking prank?”
I snort. “A prank? Good one.”
His face contorts. “You don’t even fucking know her. Why do you even care?”
I tilt my head. “You think I don’t know her?” My eyes narrow as I bend over, leaning on my own knees as I stare into his eyes. “I’ve seen the darkest parts of her soul. And now I’m going to make you pay for reminding her they exist.”
I slam my fist into his broken leg and watch him suffer with pleasure.
I crack my knuckles as I listen to his groans of anguish.
God, nothing gets me going quite like a good beating.
“You hurt what belongs to me, Nathan,” I say, cracking my other knuckles.
“Fuck you, you know she’s going to face the same fate as Eve!” Nathan growls.
I glance at Pen over my shoulder.
She’s staring at him, but her eyes are glossed over, like she’s not really here.
Like her mind’s gone off to that day … the day we all watched her sister jump off the cliff.
Only this time, she’s holding her hand and jumping off with her.
So I raise the hammer and break his fucking hand to snap her out of it.
WHACK!
He cries out in agony. “Please, stop!”
“You threatened Pen. Admit it,” I say.
“Yes!” he yelps.
I grab him by the face. “Did you do it to Eve too?” My voice is unhinged, but my emotions are too.
“No!”
“Liar! What did you do to her?” I growl, holding the hammer over his other hand. “Are you the reason she jumped?”