Page 13 of Welcome to Carnage

“Pierce, is that you?” Avina calls out, her voice is a little shaky.

I don’t respond as I reach her door, smiling to myself. “No, little hellion. It’s me.”

Her face pales as I enter the room, finding her in only underwear. “Nyx! What the hell? Get out, I’m not dressed!” She throws a pillow at me, which I catch, glaring at her.

“That was a mistake, Avina.”

Her throat bobs as she stands, trying to back away from me.

I stalk toward her and grab her throat. “You can’t hide what is mine anymore, Avina.” I let my eyes dip to her full breasts and groan. “So fucking beautiful.”

She shudders. “What do you want?” she snaps.

Considering she knows what I’m capable of, she doesn’t seem scared, but perhaps that’s because I pose no threat to her. Only the men she goes near. “You didn’t call the cops.”

Her nostrils flare. “Maybe I did.” She lifts her chin and glares at me.

I chuckle. “If you’d been to the cops, they’d have arrested me by now.”

Her jaw clenches. “What do you want?”

I drag my fingers down the swell of her breasts. “I want to give you one more warning.” I lean toward her ear. “Stay away from every man in this town.”

Her nostrils flare. “Or what? You’ll kill the whole town like the psycho you are?”

I ignore her question. “Especially Keith Johnson.”

Her eyes widen. “What? How…”

I smirk. “I know everything, Avina. Everything.”

Her throat bobs as I move closer, grabbing her hips. “But you were a good girl, weren’t you?”

“You are a psychopath, like everyone always said.”

I tighten my grasp in warning. “Psychopath? Huh? Why is it you were so excited when you learned the truth? Is it because my little hellion is also a psycho?” I move my lips across the edge of her jaw. “Do you know that after I killed Darren, the first piece of shit you went on a date with, I jerked off with his blood still on my hands, thinking about you?”

Her throat bobs, and she tries to move back, but I don’t let her.

“It was fucking beautiful, seeing his blood on my cock, knowing that he would never be inside of you. That the only dick I’ll ever allow near you is my own.”

Her body is trembling now. “Nyx, leave,” she murmurs, but I’m surprised how calm she sounds.

“Does that excite you?” I search her stunning blue eyes. She’s scared, that’s for sure, but she’s excited too. She like me being so fucking possessive over her. The fact that I want her badly enough to kill any man who even thinks of going near her.

“No,” she lies.

“Liar,” I growl.

I tease my teeth along her jaw, wanting to take a bite. “You love it. I bet you get wet thinking about me killing for you, don’t you?”

When I pull back and look in her eyes, the answer is written all over her face. A mix of guilt, shame, and arousal flood her pretty blue irises.

I chuckle, my hand sliding from her neck to her bare waist, pulling her closer. “Does the danger thrill you, Avina? The danger of being with me?” My voice darkens, carrying a menacing edge.

She swallows hard, her breath hitching as she struggles to maintain a front. “You’re sick, Nyx. You need help.”

The audacity of her words brings a smirk to my face. “And do you plan on being my therapist, Avina?” I lean in, our faces inches apart. My free hand trails down her arm. “Shall we analyze each other?”

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