Page 18 of Soulless Deeds

I’d easily caught the perpetrator who poisoned our drinks. With just enough time to ingest the antidote, I’d dragged her down to the basement and wrenched the answer out of her tortured body within two seconds flat. She’d indeed been sent by Ludus Maximus in retaliation for Appleberry.

I didn’t know which was more insulting—the Ludus sending such an amateur to kill us or the fact that if it were not for the sexy stranger and her intervention, they would have succeeded.

Thestranger… My saviour and unfounded infatuation. Her image mocked me with that fake, alluring appearance.A fucking illusion. I’ll find the real sight of her if it’s the last thing I do.

Remi was no help at all. After questioning him on his frequent guest, I’d learnt nothing of value from his interactions. It left a writhing pit of bitterness in my gut, the unfamiliar feeling leaving me in the most atrocious mood.I have to get laid. This is the longest I’ve been without pussy, and it is obviously driving me insane.

I stood behind Aster, who was in deep conversation with a young gentleman who bore a chiselled jaw and blue eyes that were striking against his black hair.

“Terrible what happened at Oakview Asylum, Alexander,” Aster said. “That was Arthur’s last speech, wasn’t it?”

Alexander nodded. “It was, unfortunately. I was unable to make that event. My father was shaken after the shut down.”

Their words filtered away as a young woman pulled on my sleeve. Her large eyes seemed familiar, but I couldn’t pinpoint from where.

I gave Aster a signal that I was stepping out and let the woman drag me down a scarce corridor. Pulling up short, I said, “If you have a message, make it quick.”

She pouted while her hand reached for my belt. Whacking her away, I leant further into her space, her back hitting the wall. There were a few strays further down the hallway who hadn’t been alerted to our presence yet. “I’m not going to fuck you in this hall.” I was all for voyeurism, but when I said I wasn’t in the mood, I fucking meant it. “Tell me what you want.”

Her big eyes sparked with want as her hand ventured towards me. “You. I need to feel you again.”

Again?Slamming her wrist above her head, my mind clicked over… Her face hovering below me, those same big eyes lined with tears as my cock filled her throat.

Recognition flooded to the forefront. “I told you, like I tell every other—ahh…”What is her name again?“It’s just the once—and I gave it to you,just that once. You’ve had your turn, gorgeous. You don’t get another,” I said, retreating a few steps.

Tears began to drop down her puffy cheeks. “I know that’s what you said, but I thought we had a connection.”

I rubbed a hand down my face to hide my frustration. It looked like she was on the verge of sobbing, and I wouldn’t be able to stand that.

“Rebecca!” a shrill voice called. We both turned to a woman barrelling towards us. She was the spitting image of the crying girl in front of me—with a few extra age lines.

“How dare you touch my daughter, you filth,” she said, face reddening with anger…and guilt.

My lips tilted up with realisation. “Your daughter soughtmeout. Tracked me down for another ride of this cock.Just. Like.You.”Both faces drained of colour, their mouths popping open like goldfish. “I guess I can make a concession for you two, though. I’ve never had a mum and daughter at the same time?”

They scurried away as if a fire was lit up their asses. I bet they would actually be contemplating it, too, the dirty fuckers. Despite the offer, I’d never relinquish my three almighty laws.

After a thorough chuckle, I made my way back to Aster and stopped short.

Leaning against the wall was a vision in pure white silk. Black wavy hair was tied in a high ponytail, and hypnotising brown eyes traced my frozen frame. Her pouty lips pressed out a large pink bubble, mouth lifting up the sides, giving way to a mischievous smile before the bubblegum popped.

My body automatically leant towards her, knowing I’d be hit with that signature mouth-watering sugary scent that I was now obsessed with.

With a haughty wink, she sashayed through a side door.

Run, candy girl, I’m in the mood for something sweet.

VIII

Spencer

Darkened stairs led me higher as the melodic ring of a bell echoed through the surrounding walls. Intermission was over and the theatrical show had recommenced. Remi had definitely outdone himself, my sisters and I put up in our own personal private box, sidelining the stage.

The show itself was not my typical ammo, but I was impressed by his performance nonetheless. The treasure trove fucker had been holding out on me.

Unnaturally booming steps reverberated behind me, causing my feet to skitter ahead with haste. I couldn’t see or sense Echo’s approach, but my pulse elevated at the mere thought of his pursuit. I was playing a dangerous game, and that was my favourite kind.

It wasn’t a conscious decision to track Echo, to follow him into that corridor, but he wasn’t hard to miss with his freshly dyed blonde buzz cut.

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