Page 187 of Lust & Lies

She swung. I turned my face to the side to avoid the full force of the blow. Her fist slammed into the side of my head, striking near the spot I’d hurt two weeks ago.Damn it.No more playing around. I had to get this bitch off me.

I headbutted her, ignoring the pain that sliced through my skull. While she was dazed, I punched her in the face, once, twice, until finally she rolled over to get off me. I followed, refusing to let her get up.

I gripped her throat, choking her. Her nails clawed at my arm. I caught her wrist again, pinned it to the floor, and slapped her across the face. Her head snapped to the side. I hit her again.

She spat blood, snarled, and shoved her knee between us, driving it up hard. Whoever said women getting kneed in their twat didn’t hurt as badly as men getting hit in the junk had lied. It hurt like hell.My poor clit.

Air rushed out of my lungs, but I didn’t let go, and I didn’t get off her. I yanked her by the hair and smashed her head into thefloor twice. She stopped moving for half a second, long enough for me to stand and stomp her bitch ass in the ribs.

She tried to roll away from me, but I was already dragging her up by her shirt. I shoved her against the wall. Her head hit it with a sickening thud. I stepped back, chest rising and falling rapidly.

Viper slid down the wall, dazed but still breathing. For a moment, the only sound was both of us breathing hard.

Then she smiled, revealing the blood on her teeth. “That's all you got?”

I raised my fists again. “Not even close.”

I slammed my fist into her face, my knuckles sliding across the blood trickling from her nose. But that didn’t stop me from sending jab after jab into her face, my words accompanying each punch.

“This is for betraying one of your own,” I yelled, slamming my fist into her face.

“This is for trying to use Seo-Jin as a pawn that you could control,” I snapped, punching her again.

“And this is for yelling at Fuse. Comrades never mistreat each other. They never betray each other. But you’re no comrade. You’re a rogue. And rogues deserve death,” I yelled, punching her again.

She was no longer moving now, no longer fighting back, so this was no longer fun. I pushed away from her. My gaze shifted to Mr. Park, who was still seated at his desk, gripping his cane tightly as he watched me.

There was a look of sheer terror on his face that I’d never seen before. I reveled in that look. But I wanted him so scared that he pissed his pants. His weak ass had always sat behind this desk, issuing orders.

Not once had he had to fight for his life like we had. Not once had he been this up close and personal with a battle. I wanted tobring it closer to him. I wanted him to watch the life drain out of Viper’s eyes.

I wanted him to watch me kill the person he’d sent after me. With blood dripping from her nose, Viper stared up at me. Her swollen lips moved, but only a rasp that I couldn’t understand emerged.

The dead didn’t need to talk anyway. And soon, she’d be among the deceased. I gripped the front of her shirt and pulled her to her feet. She weakly attempted to push me away. I shoved her over to Mr. Park’s desk.

He jumped back in his seat, eyes wide as he stared from her to me. I saw the fear in his dark gaze, in the way his hand trembled. I winked at him before returning my attention to Viper. Her hands clawed at the surface of the desk as she tried to push up.

I didn’t let her. I shoved her head down, then turned her face toward Mr. Park. Gripping her hair tightly, I slammed her face against the desk again. Mr. Park sputtered as he stared down at her.

“Knife,” I called out.

Without hesitation, Seo-Jin pulled a blade from his jacket and tossed it to me. I caught the handle mid-air, flipped it, and turned it on Viper, letting her see Seo-Jin’s dagger, wanting her to know it was his knife that would end her. This was such poetic justice. Her eyes widened. She knew what was coming.

“The Watchdog code states that a swift death will come to all who betray one of their own,” I told her. “I have witnesses present to prove that my actions are justified. Leader, Fuse, does Viper deserve death?”

“Yes,” both men said in unison.

Mr. Park’s gaze moved between the two men. “T-this is rogue behavior,” he sputtered. “Guards,” he called out. “Guards!”

“Mr. Park,” Seo-Jin started. “You’re the biggest rogue in the Watchdogs.”

“Listen here...” Mr. Park snapped.

“Shut the fuck up while Mist punishes the rogue you tried to use against us,” Seo-Jin ordered with such authority that all Mr. Park could do was close his mouth.

“Please... Seo-Jin,” Viper pleaded. “I’ve always... liked you.”

“But I despise you,” he told her. “I could never like a woman as evil and disloyal as you. You’re exactly what’s wrong with this organization. But that’s about to change. We’re going to clean up the ranks, starting with you. Viper, you betrayed your own and went against the values we stand for as Watchdogs. Today, your superior, Mist, will handle your punishment. Rest in hell, with the rogues who’ve been sent there before you.”