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Haunting-Adeline

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looks as if he went five rounds in a boxing match with his hands ed

behind his back.

“I don’t have any connec ons with your family,” I say calmly. “At least

not un l now.”

He’s silent for a beat, staring at me incredulously as his brain processes

that I’m not an enemy of the Talaverra’s.

“Then why the fuck are you doing this? Because of that fucking girl?” he

asks, his voice hysteric.

I lean close, le ng him get a good look at my scarred face. If it’s not the

scars that warn people away, the deadly glint in my eyes usually does the

trick.

“She fucking wanted me. Not my fault that your girl doesn’t want you.”

I sigh and straighten. I’m not going to bother explaining myself to this

prick. He won’t understand my obsession, and I don’t give a shit enough to

want him to.

What he doesn’t know is that the minute I properly introduce myself to

Adeline Reilly, she won’t be able to think of anyone else.

I will devour her from the inside out, un l every intake of breath will

only stoke the inferno I've created inside her. Like oxygen feeding a fire, I

will consume every inch of her sweet li le body un l she will think of

nothing else but how to get me deeper inside of her.

She’ll fear me at first, but that fear will only ignite her. And I will be all

too fucking happy to deliver the pain when she gets too close to the flame.

Next to me is a tray of utensils lined up neatly. Without looking away, I

grab the first tool my hand lands on.

A serrated screwdriver. Specially made for torturing. The military uses

shit like this, unbeknownst to the public. Not that the government would

ever willingly tell the country that they torture war criminals o en and use

pre y fucked up methods to do so.

The public isn’t ignorant by any means, but they sure as fuck don’t know

the extent of the depravity of our government either.

His eyes widen comically when he catches sight of the screwdriver.

I smile. “Haven’t go en to use this one yet,” I observe, twis ng the

screwdriver and giving us both a good view of each sharp point. Once this

sucker goes in, it’s going to hurt even worse taking it out.

I can’t fucking wait.

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