Page 110 of Corrupt Me

Taking advantage of their chatting, I quickly put on transparent gloves and sprinkle the contents of an untraceable toxin powder on my left hand. This will poison Alice’s insides and, lastly, stop her heart. I slip outside and head toward the bakery.

A limousine halts in front of the shop, and Alice Declare steps out. She betrayed her best friend. Instead of taking care of her son, she tarnished that relationship by committing the worst crime—abusing an innocent boy. That’s unforgivable in my moral code. I could have destroyed her career, but she doesn’t deserve a second chance.

Calm and collected, I watch her. She smiles as she passes me by, unaware of the danger she’s in. It rings of poetic justice. I hate how she can do that; smile so genuinely, you’d think she’s a damn saint when she’s the devil in disguise. But monsters know how to present themselves, playing the societal game, so their crimes stay hidden. With a deep sense of justice filling me up, I return her smile, brushing my left hand along hers, infecting her skin immediately. A few seconds, and it’s done.

In the hotel lobby bathroom, I discard the gloves in the toilet, flushing them down the drain. I wash my hands, then return stealthily to the suite as if I was never gone.

Back in my room, I hack into the hotel and street cameras, erasing any evidence that I was near the bakery. We can’t risk it, so just for safety reasons, I plan to delete us from any camera feeds that might catch us today. However, the safety measure is moot because Alice’s death will be ruled a heart attack.

Once I’m done, I meet back with the girls in the living room.

“I really want to see Preston’s boarding school and a bit of London. This was your home,” Abi says, looking at Mia and then at Celine.

“We are risking too much already, but we’ll come back,” Mia tells her, a nostalgic look passing her features.

“I’m starving. What do you all want to eat?” Celine asks and places the order for us.

Twenty minutes later, there’s a knock on the door.

“That was quick,” Abi says and moves to open the door for room service. A gasp breaks through, and we rush to her, coming to a complete stop.

The guys stand in the hallway, shoulder to shoulder, staring us down.

No one says anything.

“You know me better than that. So don’t even start,” Celine says.

Kaden arches a brow. “Defensive, Sky. That means you know you fucked up.”

She huffs. “Of course, I know. But I won’t let that fucking predator be alive one more day.”

He sighs and steps inside.

“I have eyes only for you, so when you insisted you wanted to see the drugs, I had my suspicions, but when you stole it, I was sure,” Blake says through a clenched jaw.

“That’s because I have a smart boyfriend,” Mia replies sweetly.

“Oh, Silver, flattery won’t get you out of trouble,” he clicks his tongue and walks inside.

Dane pins Abi with an intent look. “I am mad at you, princess.”

She wraps her arm around his elbow, looking up at him with sheer adoration. “I’m sorry. I was thinking all the time about how to make it up to you.”

“You better.”

They walk inside. Maybe I should try her placating tactic by acting as if nothing happened, but I doubt it will work on my man.

And then it’s just me and Hunter. Tension bristles between us. His intense perusal sends a dizzying wave through me. He cocks his head, checking me from head to toe as if he’s making sure I am all right.

“What would you have done to her?” he asks, bracing his arms against the door frame.

“You mean, what will I do to kill her,” I say matter-of-factly.

“Are you my avenging angel?”

“I would be anything for you.”

That softens the hardness on his face.

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