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Sebastian left me alone on the floor, battered, bleeding, and broken. I was to spend the night alone in my bridal suite, a sanctuary my parents had paid for. Itwas tradition for the future bride and groom not to see one another before their wedding, so they could spend the night longing to be together.
While this was far from the truth, I was thankful for the distance, especially after he had bashed in my face and I wished for more. All I had was hope and faith that I’d make it another day, that I need only one extra breath until I made it out of this alive.
Desperately, I did something I had never done. I kneeled down to whoever the fuck was up in heaven, and I prayed to the Almighty. I begged for forgiveness for all my past sins and to be millions of miles away from the devil who would kill me.
Fifty-Five
Her Phantom
Saint
Screams came from the room, and I peered up as more blood gushed from his wounds. I was thrilled. A new finger sliced off and red dripped from where his thumbs had been. Along with punches to his ugly face, I made the motherfucker far nastier than he had been before. But his appearance wouldn’t matter much when we sent him where he should’ve been months ago.
In hell.
The scumbag would hold two seats for us, but we’d still beat his ass to a pulp even in the fiery depths of the devil’s den. Satan couldn’t even hold us back from getting our hands on him. We’d kill him too.
Sin had wanted a turn, and it took all of my willpower to walk out of the room. I had done severe damage but cleaned his blood from my hands. The pigstunk, and I required extra soap to get the caked-on crimson off my skin. His time was up, and he’d rot for everything he had done.
Fucker even got blood on my shoe.
Goddamn it.
I wiped the black leather clean and tossed the dirty rag in the garbage, but I almost choked on my heart. The wind in my airway got caught up as my eyes saw the most breathtaking sight I had ever seen in my entire life. Liv.
There on my phone’s screen was our girl, radiant, glowing, and as beautiful as ever in her wedding dress. She looked at her reflection in a large mirror with her white faded ombré manicured nails against her silky beaded gown. Her makeup was pristine and didn’t show a speck of the harm the fucker had inflicted.
I growled when images flew through my mind at what he had done to her. She shouldn’t have to cover up, our girl was naturally flawless, and makeup only added to the beauty that was underneath. Liv Valencia was a fucking goddess who brought me to my knees.
Immediately, I saw her sharp intake of breath, the part of her pretty pink lips and the way they trembled in terror. My fists clenched at my sides, and I wanted to go back into the room and pummel the bastard for instilling fear in those gorgeous milk chocolate eyes. The blood in my veins boiled because he had threatened tokill her. He had wanted to end her life and take her away from us, along with her parents. All because he was a possessive motherfucker. But we were too, and Liv wasn’t his. He didn’t own her. We did.
Sebastian had hurt her for the last time, and we’d do our worst. All silent promises to keep him alive were off, and we vowed to end her suffering. We upheld our devotion like a wedding band, one we’d place on her finger soon for everyone to see. She was truly eternally ours from the scar we had marked her with, and a precious princess cut ring would be something pretty to place over top.
She’d haunt us, and we’d haunt her.Forever.Not even death would part us. Liv was our naughty little obsession, and she’d always own our dark souls.
Instantly, the hairs stood up on the back of my neck when I saw a shadow creep up from behind her. Surely, this large figure was her father coming in to see his daughter before he walked her down the aisle. But this person,this man,was too big to be her dad.
A chilled shiver ran up my spine, and I knew it wasn’t from the damn ghosts who haunted the hallways. Sweat coated my forehead as I held the phone closer and tried to see who this man could be. But I stopped cold and I was dead inside when Liv’s eyes widened with fright.
Whoever this motherfucker was wore a black hood and concealed his face from the light. This asshole was an expert, but he was up to no damn good.
Fifty-Six
Her Phantom
Sin
Sebastian had hurt Liv. Again.
I was through letting the bastard breathe another day and so was my best friend. All the willpower I had kept inside from fucking up this asshole was gone, and I let the wild beast out. We didn’t wait and captured his sorry ass right from his front step. The place where he had felt safe until we held a knife to the small of his back and led him to our car. Only to bring him to our home and into the place we called hell.
We didn’t even conceal our faces because we wanted Sebastian to stare into the eyes of the monsters he had created. He had damaged what was ours and broken her to pieces—battered shreds of glass we had picked up and fixed until he smashed them all over again. But we’d be there for our girl in this life and after, piecing her back together.
We held Sebastian in the same room where Saint first met Liv. We tortured him and the motherfucker would miss his damn wedding. What a shame.
The piece of scum deserved everything coming to him, and I seethed on the inside as I wiped my necklace clean of his blood with a rag. The white fabric was stained red and was no longer crisp. I threw the piece of cloth into a pile with the others and admired the masterpiece I had created with my best friend. Sebastian Chamberlain would fit in great when we returned him back to hell.
“Fucking asshole!” Sebastian spat as his boogers dripped onto his lips and his beaten face was tomato red. “You’re finished, you hear me? Finished!”
