Page 27 of Falling for A Lie

This fucking bitch laughs at me.

“Grow up, J. The clean-up crew said this would be the best way to transport him to the house. I know you'd rather bury what you could of him instead of having his body dumped in a vat of acid to be melted. If you can't handle this part, go to the truck till I'm ready for you to help me carry the bags out.” She demands and continues to cut into him once she is fully through his midsection. She pulls the bag down further and cuts him into small sections.

Like the coward that I am, I flee the door and run to the truck. I debate calling the police and turning myself, Alec, and my sister in to end this mess once and for all. But I know it wouldn't be an end, but just something to force Tobias himself to come and handle Soren. I couldn't let that happen. She has to live. She has, too, for Ben and I’s sake, or this was all for nothing. He died for nothing.

I grab my phone and hover over the number for Soren, wanting to come clean to her now and tell her she's not as safe as she thought she was with The Ladies.. that The Lords also worked with the other Boogeyman in the dark, wanting to take and make her his.

No matter what, she would never be free until Tobias died and Josie and Alec. The players on this board are bigger than us both, and I don't know who to trust. Or if I could ever trust them, maybe I was always a puppet to string up and play how they wanted me to. Maybe I'm the danger that must also be eliminated to make sure she lives.

“JACE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? You've been standing in the yard for an hour while I did this back job.” Josie comes out screaming, her hand on her hip and her face covered in blood. “ We have to get these bags loaded. The Valkyrie's dogs are on the way to meet with a little dead boy. So if you don't want to deal with that, let's get fucking moving.” She snaps out irritated and leaves no room for arguments.

I shake my cold hands and look down at my phone. The screen is black from not being used, so I slide it into my pocket and walk over to her. She has four bags, and I don't even want to know how she did it. I just do as I'm told, not wanting to deal with whoever this Valkyrie person is. When I asked the first three times it came up, Josie and Ben would answer me who this mysterious monster in a mask was. I just know it was someone who wasn't afraid to do what was necessary. Her killings have been reported as a work of art through the dark market, and every known big bad guy wanted her on their side. Alec was even afraid of her group.

I grab the first bag and don't want to think what part of Ben this is as I load him in the back of the SUV. After the second bag, I'm close to losing the battle, with my stomach wanting to throw up what remains. Josie drags her bag and has me load it. The smaller black trash bags she brings next is lighter and obviously his head. I place it in the back, slam the trunk door shut, and rush to the driver's side. Mizu greets me in my seat,and the sight of her undoes me as I let the tears flow. I scoop her into my arms and place her safely in my lap. She circles small circles before finally settling on a spot to lie. Josie gets into the passenger seat after shutting everything off in Ben's house, so it's dark and looks like he's no longer there. Which he isn't, so it's not far-fetched. As I race from Ben's, I start the car and slam the gears into the drive. The rattling in the back reminds me of what I have there, and as soon as the tires reach the main road, I'm back to normal speed so I don't draw unnecessary attention. I don't know how I'd explain the black bag of body parts, the blood on me and Josie, and the cat covered in blood as well.

“Take me home, and we will unload him there. Are you keeping that thing on your lap, or are we dropping it off somewhere? ”She points to Mizu sleeping in my lap, and I give her a stern look, “I'll take you home so you can do what needs to be done to his body just don't use acid and bury him where I can see him, and I'm keeping the fucking cat.” I snap out, done with her shitty and demanding attitude, and continue to drive the forty-five minutes to Josie's.

We reach her brick home tucked away by itself, and I help her unload the bags to the garage, where she says she can handle the rest and that I need to go and get cleaned beforesomeone sees me. I don't waste time with long goodbyes and leave her there to handle Ben. The drive home is silent, and my mind races to find ways to handle the truth before my eyes.

My sister is a monster who is with a monster.

She lied to me and probably has been lying the whole time.

Alec and Josie Killed Ben

I helped load my dismembered best friend up

I drop him off to be buried in an unmarked grave to save my ass.

I'm officially alone.

Chapter twenty

Reed

Five Months Since I Saw Soren

The black-haired woman from the party spreads across the hood of my car as I slide the condom onto my thickened shaft, the alcohol doing the job that I intended it to. Using my spare hand, I gather her hair into my hand, my inked fingers wrapping tightly, and I yank it forward until the petite girl isat my face. Our breath mingles, and I smirk as she lets a soft gasp escape her parted lips.

“Turn over. I don't fuck girls like this.” Using my hand on her hair still, I pull her more, turning her and then pushing her back into the front of my still-running car, the heat from the engine seeping through the hood. I push her roughly onto her hands and wait until she scraps and crawls onto her knees on the hood with only slight protest escaping her thinned lips. She is not the girl I'd rather be fucking right now, but if I can't see her face, I can imagine that she is.

I grip my cock and notch it at the warm heat of the pussy below me, slowly inching in. The feeling is not exactly what I'd imagine Soren’s cunt to feel like, but beggars can't be choosers, and at this point, I don't give a flying fuck about anyone's needs except mine. With that last thought, I grip her hair rougher and wrench her neck up until she's staring up at the night sky at an uncomfortable angle, using my other hand to grip her hips as I start to slam into her mercilessly. Her cries are drowned out as I continue the relentless punishment for a girl who isn't here to receive it. The girl that got away and tore me in two pieces to be left discarded on the ground like someone that never mattered.

The girl beneath me tightens her grip on my hands, which makes me loosen my hold slightly on her before pushing her head into the hood itself as I quicken my pace to reach for the release within reach. My grunts echo from the parking lotbeside us as I roll my hips, my balls slapping a rhythm against her soaking wet pussy. Her moans are muffled as I keep her face buried into the metal below us. Her walls clench around me, and I lean back, looking at the sky as pictures of Soren flash more vividly through my mind, wishing it was her below me and not some ready hole filling her spot. I pull out to the tip before I slam myself into her with a rough and brutal precision; her pleasure is not my priority as I cum into the condom that covers my slowly softening cock.

I step back quickly, releasing her and snatching the condom from my length, tying the end and shoving it into my pocket to get rid of when I get home because I refuse to take risks. Kids are not something I need to worry myself with right now, and some of these females I hook up with to pass the time are just insane enough to use my cum from a discarded condom to link myself to them and make me a father.

They see me with the guys, think we are richer than God, and are a meal ticket to a better life. In reality, we just hit our first ten million as a group with all of the odd jobs and now working for The Lords, earning more money between us.

Shuffling of feet has me looking up at the tear-stained face of the girl I just fucked like a common whore and not someone important when in reality, she's the mayor's daughter. Someone that has been practically begging me to fuck her, and now that I've given into the moment in my inebriated state, I expect this to be the last I see of her.

She looked up at me with hopeful eyes, and as her lips parted for whatever bullshit she was about to say or beg me for more than we agreed upon, I growled, "Go ahead and call an Uber. I've got places to be.” My words cut through her lust-induced state, and her mouth drops open, “Are you fucking serious right now?” She shrieks, and the shrill tone has me clenching my fist I turn sharply, meeting her head on.

I reply slowly so she can get it through her thick skull that I was not fucking around. “Yep. Dead serious. Now get the fuck off my car, call your Uber, and don't expect more than what you deserve.” My tone leaves no room for argument.

Before I have a chance to turn around, she's throwing her knock-off red bottoms at my head, smacking me with the blunt part, and falling to the ground. My eyes meet hers as a feral snarl leaves my throat. Oh, now this slut is going to regret that fucking decision. I suck in a shallow breath counting back from ten in Spanish to calm my nerves so I don't snap this bitches neck for being an absolute dumbass.

I snatch the handle, making the car door groan from the force as I slide into the leather seat, settling back before I slam the door and press the lock button on the side. She's still ranting on the hood of my car, her hands indenting the metal as she bangs on it like a petulant child who hasn't gotten their way. Shifting from park to reverse, I slam my foot down onto the gas pedal, watching as she falls off into a heap on theground. “Choas Mode by Dezi” cuts through my speakers, making this even more comical