Page 57 of Under the Bed

The guy flipped Marina’s face to the other side while I was watching them. His mouth is in her ear.

They’re too absorbed in each other to see me coming.

“Deeper, deeper. Yes, Branden, yes.”

“Say my name again, you rich slut.” The sounds of flesh slamming into metal echo through the empty street. “Tell Daddy how bad you want his cock.”

“Yes, Daddy.” The harder he presses her cheek to the car, the louder she gets. “Fucking own me with your cock. Yes. Yes.Fuuuck.”

He won’t be praising her for doing what he said. Won’town her with his cock.

Not for lack of wanting.

One of my hands is wrapped around his throat from behind, yanking him back. His dick hangs in the cold Seattle air while I use my free hand to stick a thumb into his eye.

“W-what the fuck,” he groans. His body goes numb, the shock sucking the air out of his lungs. Sharp, unexpected pain would do that to a person. “Marina, Mar. Help.”

“Branden?” She’s breathless, rushing to pull up her jeans.

It’s either fear or surprise that keeps her staring forward as I strangle her man. While I squeeze the life out of him.

“Mar.” The choked sound barely reaches my own ears.Popand I’ve invaded his eye socket. Blood soaks my glove. I tilt my hand so it won’t reach my hoodie. “Mar.”

“I have money.” Shakily, she raises her hands.

I don’t blame her for taking the cowardly way out. I wouldn’t want Shiloh tackling a stranger in the night, either.

“I—Please, I’ll give you everything,” she screams, tears leaking out of Branden’s remaining eye. “I won’t even call to report that my credit cards have been stolen. Here. Take this.”

A tennis bracelet flies in the air. Diamonds sparkle as they land on dark asphalt.

Fuck her money.

He convulses in my hold. Strains. Three, two, one and bye-bye. Last breath. Curtain call.

Limp. Dead.

The obstacle standing between me and this bitch has officially been eliminated.

“There’s more where that came from.” She shudders hard enough that her teeth knock together. A stark contrast to the woman who strutted around outside Shiloh’s campus, full of herself. “I have the password to my dad’s safe. We’re loaded. I swear. I swear. You can have everything.”

When I hurl her boyfriend to the side, she shrieks. Flinches.

The abrupt movement causes her to look down. Her eyes land on the passenger’s window.

In the dim light of the street, she sees my reflection in it.

I gloat as realization dawns in her eyes, wrapping her hair around my gore-covered gloved hand.

“No! Kaleb!”

Satisfaction rolls through me. She knows I’m the one bashing her head into the car. I’m the one who’s cracking her skull open. Me.

“Stop! Help! Stop! It hurts! Why?”

I can’t be bothered with explanations. She should know by now that she’s a meddling bitch and deserves to die.

“I—”Cough. Her lips have turned the color red, glistening with her own blood. “Please.”

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