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Story: Grim Girl
‘You are the most stunning creature I have ever laid eyes on,’ the pup said, completely in awe of our ghost girl.
I froze.
Ours.
I tested the word around in my head before deciding that I liked it. Yes, she wasours.
But no more. Two other men were more than enough. Anyone else who tried to get close to her would find themselves wiped from existence before they could even blink.
‘Where are we going?’ Chance asked as we pulled ourselves together.
She jerked her thumb in the direction of the pup’s house. ‘Back inside where all the fun is.’
All three of us stopped in our tracks at her words, and it took her a second to notice we weren’t following like obedient dogs. Hell, even the actual obedient dog of the group was scowling at her just as hard as the rest of us.
‘What?’ she asked, brows pulling together in confusion.
‘Are you saying we aren’t fun enough for you?’ the puppy asked, mock hurt colouring his tone.
She giggled. ‘Well, if the shoe fits.’
I growled, stalking closer while Chance matched my pace on the other side. ‘Was what we just did not enough for you, brat?’
She shivered beneath our collective wrath, but it wasn’t out of fear. No, she was enjoying this. Teasing us. ‘I don’t know. Was it?’
My palm hit her ass with a resounding smack that echoed through the open space. She gasped, then moaned, andpractically melted beneath my hand. Then, I turned back to face the other two men who had somehow wormed their way into my world, a malicious smirk curling up my lips.
‘It looks like we need to up our game,’ I told them. ‘Our bratty little ghost girl wantsmore.’
‘Oh, you’re in for it now,’ the pup teased, and it broke through the rising tension. She giggled, but she was wary now as her eyes darted between us. She would learn soon enough what it meant to poke the bear. I was more than up for the challenge, and so were the others.
Chapter 22
Kali
Despite the most indescribably delicious ache throbbing in every part of my body, I had a job to do.
A job that was well overdue.
The guys followed behind me when the mood turned from playful and sensual back to serious. They could sense my need for vengeance, and they were supporting me in that quest. It wasn’t just mine, either. Chance deserved to take his pound of flesh, too, and I was more than willing to let him join in.
I had no set plan, and I didn’t think we really needed one. With the police no longer an option, I wanted to fuck with him. I wanted to make him feel the fear he’d made us feel when he cut our lives short far too soon. I wanted him to look me in the eyes and know that he’d fucked him.
I wanted him to fucking cower beneath our wrath the way he’d made so many women plead and beg for mercy, only to be denied for the sake of sating his sick desires.
‘What shall we do first?’ Rhodes asked, rubbing his hands together with a wicked grin that made him look like a cartoon villain.
‘Get Dakota out of the line of fire,’ I said, and that dimmed whatever amusement he felt over the situation. I enjoyed hisbubbly personality, but there was a time and a place for it, and this wasn’t it.
‘Right. How are we going to do that?’
We all turned to watch her cry on Blake’s shoulder as Rhodes’ body was carted away by the coroner. Mikey was close by, looking very much like he wanted to tear her away from him and comfort her himself, but he wisely held back.
‘I don’t know, yet,’ I admitted.
‘What about DeLuca?’ he asked, and we all turned confused eyes on him.
‘Who’s DeLuca?’ Chance asked.
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