“I’d have to love someone for that to happen.” And even if I did, I doubt I’d make love to them.
There was no blood, pain, or screaming. Why the fuck would I waste my time on that shit?
“But what if you did? Would you try it if they asked you to?”
No.
“Why are you asking this shit?”
Why did he care? What I did in my private life made no difference to him. I could fuck a hundred bitches in this room while he watched, then slit their throats, and it wouldn’t change anything about the course of his life.
Tico sighed, “I’m just trying to understand you.”
That statement made me turn around and look at him. “Why do you want to understand me?”
“I don’t know…It’s just…You….” He dropped his fork on the tray and swiveled in the chair. “When I first woke up and saw you, I thought I was dead. Whatever was about to happen would end with a bullet in my head.”
That was a fair assumption.
“But you cared for me and nursed me back to health.”
“I hired someone.” I had to when I went to Canada. Their bones were also fertilizing my garden—I always tied up loose ends—but I still hired help.
“Yeah.” Tico nodded. “But the rest of the time, it was just you and me.”
“I don’t like strangers in my house.” I didn’t even like people I knew in my house.
“Okay, but I’d like to think we’ve become friends.”
My face dropped. Friends? Really?
“Some part of you must think so too.” Tico looked over at me and waved his finger through the air. “I am still alive.”
“I could still kill you.”
It wouldn’t take much. There was a gun in the other room, and I had a knife in my pocket. The garden could always use more fertilizer.
“Or, you could admit that a part of you likes me, just a little bit.” To emphasize this, Tico held up his hand and moved his fingers together.
“Let’s get one thing straight. You were a means to an end—a way to reach my target. I don’t like you. In fact, I find you whiny and annoying. The only reason you’re still breathing is that I promised to protect you, and I always keep my word.”
Tico sat back and crossed his arms. “Sounds like an excuse to me.”
“Do you want to know what I’ve been doing the past few days?” It was time to knock that delusion out of his head. I wasn’t his friend. I wasn’t even his ally. He was a nuisance.
“I have a girl locked up in my tower. A pretty little thing that I raped the first day.” I stepped back into the room and slowly stalked toward the table. “The way her cunt squeezed my cock….” I sucked in a long breath at the memory of Marnie’s sweet pussy. “Now that was fucking divine.”
Tico’s eyes got wider with every step I took.
“Since then, I’ve left her alone and naked in the dark with nothing but a thin blanket to cover up with. Now and then, I sneak in there and watch her shiver while I jerk off and think about what I will do to her next. Maybe I’ll cut her. Maybe I’ll choke her. Or maybe I’ll take her ass and whip her back until it bleeds.”
I slammed my hands down on the table, making Tico jar back. “The options are endless.”
His face paled as he stared at me with his mouth open.
I tipped my head and cocked a brow. “Still want to know if Ienjoysex?”
He didn’t utter a word as he sat there and stared at me with this look on his face like he was trying to figure out what to say. But there wasn’t anything to say. People like him could never understand people like me. The sooner he figured that out, the better off he’d be.
