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Nunzio’s cries start to fade, and I yell, “Stop!”
Like a machine, the five men stop abruptly, all at once, Nunzio going limp as he hangs from the chains. His body is a plowed land, his legs and shoulders mauled, carved and hacked, his flesh gaped open, but none of them stabbed him in the chest or abdomen, somehow avoiding major organs and arteries. All these years of blood and violence have molded them into skilled killers. And now, they’ve left me the death blow.
I walk up to Nunzio, his head hanging down, lifeless and brutalized. My heart is beating impossibly fast, but this unexplainable calm stems from within me.
Nicoli moves in behind Nunzio, grabbing his hair and yanking it back. “Look at her!” he demands. “Look. At. Her.”
With a labored breath, Nunzio opens his eyes, but the life in them is already half gone.
My pulse quickens, adrenaline flooding my system as I stare into the eyes of the monster. I lean closer, pressing my blade against his throat as I whisper, quoting him one final time, “We had some fun times, Nunzio. But I’m afraid it has now come to an end.”
Slow, precise, controlled, I drag the blade across his throat, blood starting to spurt more and more as the cut grows. Searing crimson spills out of him, the blood warm, wet, and slick on my hands as I continue to carve the life from his veins.
The sensation sends a shiver down my spine, each droplet of crimson reminding me of how I survived a monster like Nunzio Ferrero, how I refused to break. And now…it’s over.
It’s finally…over.
His eyes widen in horror, his body convulsing as gargled sounds choke in his throat, his final moments of life gripped with pain, torture, and the horror of dying by a woman’s hand.
I stand back, seeing Nunzio’s lifeless body hanging limply from the chain, a pool of crimson forming beneath him. A strange sense of satisfaction washes over me, and I finally feel like I’ve reclaimed control over my own life.
Nicoli is watching me, his gaze piercing me to the core, those blue irises the only beacon of hope in the darkness that’s slowly fading away.
“Nicoli,” I say breathlessly, my voice heavy with emotion as exhaustion floods me. “It’s over. He’s gone.”
“It’s over, Hummingbird.”
My legs give way, and I collapse, Nicoli catching me just in time. “I got you, baby girl,” he murmurs, holding me tight. “I got you.”
Epilogue
MIRA
Nicoli helps me out of the limo, his hands tracing down my bare arms, sending feather-light shivers across my skin. He leans his head to the side as his gaze drops to my plunging neckline, gently brushing his thumb along the exposed curve of my breast.
“You look stunning, Hummingbird.” His voice is warm and deep, his hooded gaze sweeping over me. “I have a feeling I’ll be walking out of here with blood on my hands.” A shiver runs down my spine at the possessive gleam in his eyes.
I can’t help but smile, feeling my cheeks flush under his heated gaze. I’ve been in love with Nicoli for as long as I can remember. How could I not? He’s a force of nature, all sharp edges and dangerous charisma. By simply looking at me the way he does now, he makes me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.
The outside lights scattered around the building bathe his features in alluring shadows, his blue irises glittering with sensual mischief under the yellow glow.
I take a deep breath, and the distinctive aroma of his cologne mixed with his own unique scent fills my lungs. A wave of desire rushes over me, excitement bubbling inside me, thinking of the night ahead.
He leans closer, his breath warm against my neck. “Are you wearing panties?”
I bite my bottom lip and nod, feeling the heat flush to my cheeks.
He drops to his knees and carefully slides the skirt of my dress up with his fingers, allowing the fabric to float over my legs before resting on my waist, exposing my red lace thong.
“What if someone sees us?”
He peppers kisses along my thigh. “Let them see. As long as every person here knows you’re mine.”
His fingers tease me through the thin material, making me moan with pleasure. “If you keep on like this, you’ll make me come before we’ve even set foot inside.”
“Oh, baby girl, it’ll be the first of many.” As he hooks his fingers into the sides of my panties, he eases the lace down, and I gasp when he gently kisses my bare sex, sending shockwaves of desire through my core.
“Now you’re not playing fair.”
