Dirty Villains

by Cheri Marie

  “That first night, after I left your apartment the night your roommate came home early, my ex Yvette called me. She had seen us together and blackmailed me to stop seeing you. I had to give her what she wanted because I couldn’t let her ruin everything you have worked for.”

  “So what exactly did you have to do to keep her mouth shut?”

  His eyes cast to the floor.

  “Did you…” I pause for a moment. “Did you sleep with her, Jaksen?”

  He doesn’t say anything which tells me everything, but I need to hear him say it.

  “Jaksen! Did you fuck her?”

  He sighs, “Yes… But I thought about you the entire time.”

  I scoff. He reaches for me but I swat him away.

  “Halle, I didn’t have a choice. If I don’t keep up this charade with her, she’s going to expose us.”

  “Keep it up? You mean, you want me to be okay with you fucking both of us? I think fucking not!”

  I start to pace, trying to keep my shit together. There has to be another way to keep this bitch’s mouth shut.

  “I don’t know what else to do.”

  “You know what? Nothing. Don’t do anything, I’ll take care of it.”

  I snatch his phone out of his pocket and click on the text messages. Scrolling to her name, I send her a message as if I’m Jaksen. He just stands there, stunned.

  Me: I need to see you, when will you be back in town?

  Her response is almost immediate.

  Yvette: Missing me already lover? I’ll be home tomorrow evening at seven. I’ll be waiting for you.

  “You’re going to take me there tomorrow.”

  He looks at me bewildered for a moment before panic flares in his eyes, he’s shaking his head no before I even finish my sentence. If he thinks he can fuck another woman without me wanting to even the score a bit he’s more insane than I thought.

  “Absolutely not! Why would you even want to go there in the first place?” utter shock lacing his tone.

  Where his shock comes from is beyond me. He doesn’t exactly have room to stand on the moral ground here, screwing her while starting a relationship with me. What he doesn’t realize is all his head games he’s played over the past weeks have made me dive deep into who I am. I’m horrified he fucked another woman but he’s mine to deal with; I just have to clean up his mess first.

  “You’ll take me there Jaksen or we are done. So, what is it going to be?”

  He paces in my kitchen while running his hands through his hair. He is clearly agitated and a strange tension starts to fill the room the more he paces. I’m not sure how long I stand there as he paces. I’m almost ready to take my words back when a sinister smile graces his handsome face and he stops pacing.

  Jaksen calmly turns to me with that same smile on his face, staring into my eyes for so long it’s almost as if he can see down to my soul. See every dark thought I have ever had, or will have. I feel completely naked, vulnerable in a way I have never felt before.

  “As you wish Halle, as you wish.”

  Chapter Seven

  Jaksen

  I sit in the darkness of Yvette’s living room, waiting for her to return from her trip. My mind wanders back to standing in Halle’s kitchen yesterday as I confessed to what’s been going on with Yvette. The way the look in her eyes shifted from sadness and shock to vengeful, wow. Just thinking about it makes my cock hard. I guess the sweet little princess has a dark side after all.

  The jingle of keys in the door brings me back from my thoughts and a moment later Yvette comes walking into the living room.

  “Hey there lover, I thought we weren’t meeting for another hour or so?” she purrs at me.

  “I thought I’d surprise you.”

  “Mmm…” She lets her eyes roam over me, stopping at the bulge in my pants. “Looks like someone else is happy to see me too.”

  She saunters towards me but I stop her. “How about you go shower and I will join you in a minute.”

  “Shower sex. Mmm… I like it.”

  Leaning down, she places a kiss on my lips. “Don’t make me wait too long,” she whispers before grabbing her suitcase and making her way into the bedroom.

  I shake my head and chuckle to myself. She won’t have to wait long, but it won’t be me joining her.

  Halle

  I hear Yvette walk into the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floors. I watch from her closet as she places her luggage on the bed and begins stripping as she walks towards the bathroom. I listen as she turns on the water before stepping into the shower and shutting the glass door. I quietly slip out of the closet and strip myself of my clothes. Quietly peeking through the doorway I watch for her to turn her back to the door before I make my move. Sliding the door open, I slip into the shower behind her.

  “Took you long enough lover.”

  I stay silent as I take the blindfold I brought along with me and cover her eyes, tying it behind her head.

  “A blindfold, I like where this is going.”

  Reaching around her, I turn off the shower and slide open the door. I carefully step out of the shower as Jaksen comes walking into the bathroom. Walking over to me, he kisses me, careful not to make any noise before he takes Yvette’s hands and helps her out of the shower.

  “So what’re you going to do to me?” she asks, her voice low and seductive.

  “You’ll see, just wait,” he whispers into her ear. “It’s going to be so good you’ll be begging me to stop.”

  “Sounds fantastic.”

  Jaksen leads her into the bedroom and instructs her to get on the bed and sit upright. She does as she’s told before Jaksen ties her arms to the four post bed. Once we’re sure she’s secure, I remove the blindfold.

  “What the fuck is she doing here, Jaksen?” Yvette spits out when her eyes focus on me.

  “Oh, I’m sorry. You didn’t think your little blackmail bullshit was going to last forever did you?”

  “Of course not, but it was fun while it lasted. Wasn’t it, Jaksen? Did you tell your plaything all about the wild sex we’ve been having?”

  “Shut up, Yvette,” he growls at her.

  Her voice is just adding to my rage. I roll my neck to try to loosen the tension growing there. Jaksen is growing agitated too, I can see it in his face.

  “Come on, Jaksen. Tell her how much you love fucking me because of all the freaky things I do for you.”

  Turning around to the dresser, I pull the knife I’d placed there from under a small towel, then I move to the side of the bed and take a seat next to Yvette on the bed.

  “Jaksen, baby, tie her legs too.”

  “No, what are you doing?” Her voice is high pitched, panicked. “I’m sorry. I’ll forget all about this. Please let me go.”

  “You see, if you would have just shut the fuck up like Jaksen told you to the first time, then, maybe I might consider letting you live. But, since you wanted to push me to the edge, I’ve finally fallen over. Which means you’re fucked.”

  I spin the knife, feeling the sharp blade on the tip of my finger, as she pulls against the restraints and begs for her life.

  “See, your first mistake was thinking that I would just back down because of you trying to blackmail us.”

  Placing the blade on the inside of her forearm, I pull back quickly, effectively slicing open her arm. I watch as the blood slowly rises to the surface and drips onto the bed.

  “Please stop,” she begs.

  I tap my chin as if I’m thinking about it, before shaking my head and quickly slicing a matching gash into her other forearm. “Much better, now they match.”

  I look over at Jaksen, his eyes have darkened and it speaks right to my pussy. Careful not to cut myself, I crawl across the bed stopping in front of Jaksen. I grab the hem of his shirt and pull it up over his head. Leaning in, I pull his bottom lip between my teeth, lightly biting it. A carnal growl comes from deep in his throat before he aggressively grabs me, pulling m
e against him and kissing me deeply.

  Jaksen releases me and I feel Yvette shift on the bed behind me, which pulls my attention back to her.

  “Oh, I’m sorry, Yvette, I forgot you were there.”

  “You’re a crazy bitch.”

  I burst into a fit of laughter, “Yes, yes that may be true but Jaksen loves this crazy bitch. Right punkin’?”

  “That’s right, baby.”

  I let my eyes peruse her body and I smile when she squirms under my gaze.

  “It’s a shame really that you tried to blackmail us. We could have really had some fun with you. I mean, you probably have the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen aside from my own. I almost can’t blame Jaksen for going along with your little scheme.”

  I glance at Jaksen and he shrugs.

  “I could say the same about you,” Yvette says, catching me off guard which I’m sure is a distraction tactic. “I’m sure that innocent little college pussy tastes sweet.”

  “Punkin’ can you eat this little college pussy and tell Yvette how it tastes?”

  “It would be my pleasure.”

  I get on my hands and knees between Yvette’s feet and spread my legs for Jaksen. I watch in the mirror on the headboard behind Yvette’s head as Jaksen moves behind me and dips his head between my legs. His tongue slips inside me as he rubs my clit with his thumb. I push back against him as he moans against my sensitive clit. I can feel my orgasm building as Jaksen fucks me with his fingers and tongue, but I don’t want to come yet.

  “How’s that pussy taste punkin’?”

  He licks his lips as he stands up. “Sweet, oh so sweet.”

  I turn my attention back to Yvette. “Hmm you were right, whatta ya know.”

  The bleeding has slowed almost to a stop from the cuts on her arms and it frustrates me. Without saying a word, I grab the knife and put some nice slices into her thighs. She screams out in pain and I feel my pussy get wetter. Blood runs a little heavier from her legs and the more she pulls against her restraints the heavier it gets.

  “Better lay still, or you’ll die before you get to see the rest of the show.”

  “Please just kill me and get it over with.”

  I pout at her words, “Now where is the fun in that?”

  Taking the tip of the knife, I slowly carve a zig zag line across her abdomen. Blood pools on her stomach before running down between her thighs and over her pussy. Watching her bleed out is more than I can take and I need to find my release. I quickly climb off the bed and lay the knife between her feet. Turning to Jaksen I undo his pants and strip him of them and his boxers.

  “Make sure you watch Yvette. This is what it’s like to fuck the shit out of someone that actually loves you.”

  I drop to my knees and pull his length into my mouth, hungrily sucking him as I run my hand up and down his shaft. Jaksen sucks air between his teeth as he wraps his hand up in my hair. He pushes my head against him, forcing his cock further down my throat causing me to gag before releasing me and doing it again. I feel him growing harder in my mouth.

  “Enough.” He growls as he pulls his cock from my mouth and helps me to my feet.

  Jaksen moves to the chair beside the bed and sits down. Pulling me astride him, he slams into me causing me to howl in pain and pleasure. I place my hands on his shoulders to hold myself steady as he drills into me. I moan loudly, calling out his name. He leans forward, capturing one of my nipples between his teeth, sucking the erect bud and running his tongue around it. He releases it with a pop and moves onto the other. I rock against him as he continues to slam into me. I look over my shoulder to make sure Yvette is watching and I realize she’s starting to fade. That just won’t do. Stopping Jaksen, I stand and walk over to the side of the bed. Reaching over, I slap Yvette across the face, causing her to moan in pain as she opens her eyes.

  “I told you to watch, bitch.”

  I bend over the side of the bed, locking my eyes with hers as Jaksen stands and slips inside me again. Jaksen picks up his pace again, the sound of our skin smacking together making me wetter.

  Jaksen wraps his hand in my hair, pulling my head back against his shoulder as he kisses and nibbles on my neck.

  “Oh god punkin’, I’m going to come.”

  Jaksen slips his free hand down the front of me and between my legs, furiously rubbing my clit.

  “Fuck! Oh god Jaksen.”

  I hear him grunt in my ear as he finds his release and the noise is my undoing as my orgasm wracks my body. My entire body quivers as I come down from the high of my orgasm and I steady myself on the bed.

  “So how was that? Did you enjoy the show?”

  “Fuck off.”

  I roll my eyes and turn back to Jaksen. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him deeply and he pulls me tight against him. I can feel his cock growing hard against my stomach and it reignites my need again.

  “I’m done playing now punkin’. Will you take care of our problem so you can make love to me in every room of your place?”

  I slide my hand down his body and wrap my hand around his growing length. A guttural growl slips from his lips and he moves to grab the knife. Walking up to the other side of the bed, he sits next to Yvette.

  “Well, it’s been fun, but I’m done playing with you. Goodbye, Yvette.”

  With a quick flick of his wrist, he slits her throat and we watch as her body goes lifeless. Jaksen stands from the bed and I run around successfully jumping into his arms. Wrapping my arms around his neck, his hands slide from the back of my thighs to between them, lightly massaging my still swollen clit. I press my lips to his as I rock against his hands.

  Jaksen breaks the kiss and when he looks at me, his eyes are dark and seductive.

  “One more round here before we go? That couch looked awfully comfy.”

  “Yes! Then in the Viper on the way home with the top off, then on the hood when we get there so the whole neighborhood can watch.”

  “Such a naughty girl, I love it.”

  “And I love you,” I confess as he lays me on the soft, expensive feeling material as he sinks into me again.

  Vendetta

  Jaime Russell

  Chapter One

  Arabella Ricci

  Some memories stay locked in the darkest part of our brains only manifesting when the most tragic of moments change the life we once had.

  Villains aren’t born, they’re made.

  I can’t recall what happened to me. The last place I remember being is in Dominic’s father Mario Ferrari’s apartment watching security footage, trying to figure out who kidnapped my father as well as Dominic’s father.

  At one particular moment, everything went black. I wake up from the pain as someone is hitting, kicking, and biting me. Through my swollen eyes, I try to make out the man in the chair and I try to focus on the familiar voices. My brain is hazy, but I'm pretty sure I hear that Matty is responsible for all of this. He expects Dominic to give everything including me over to him.

  Dominic….

  I want to be in the safety of his arms, having him hold me, reassuring me that everything is okay, but if I called out for him, he would only be beaten or worse, killed. I call out for my dad to help me, but’s he’s been taken away and I fear that he is dead.

  “Come, Bella, let’s get you cleaned up.” A sweet older woman’s voice is in my ear whispering softly, but out of fear, I tense from her touch.

  “Her name is Arabella, not Bella,” Matty snaps at her, his eyes narrowing at the corners.

  “I’m sorry Sir. Arabella,” she corrects herself.

  I feel Matty’s hands on me as he helps me to stand and gather myself, getting my bearings.

  “I can help her from here, sir.” The woman with the soft voice leads me through a bedroom and into a private bathroom, strips me of my clothes after she draws me a bath and aids me into the tub. As the water curls around my stiff muscles and bruises, I wince from the pain as relaxation sets in slowly, my limbs loosening
from the heat. Blood swirls through the water, turning it a light pink color and my stomach recoils. I cry as the woman bathes me, rehashing the evening and the moment my life turned to shit.

  As she dries me off, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, hardly recognizing the woman I was before Matty. I see a broken and beaten down woman who’s lost her fight.

  The feelings of grief and anger are overwhelming; tears burn the backs of my eyes and I let the tears flow.

  Why did Matty do this?

  What could he have gained from all of it?

  “Here dear.” I glance at the woman with the soft voice, taking in her delicate features. Her hair is silver it’s a pretty silver, not the dull, drab silver. She has laugh lines around her mouth and eyes, but her pale soft blue eyes give me some small semblance of peace. She holds up a long green sundress and helps me into it before walking me out to the dining room.

  I’m sure I look simply appetizing with sight from only one eye, but even that is a sliver of color. I have to concentrate to focus on an object and it makes me dizzy.

  Uncle Tony sits at the head of the table in the seat that is usually reserved for my father and I see Matty sitting at the other end where I sit.

  “What the fuck,” I mutter to myself when I see my dad. Tony tries to comfort me; I wince in pain, not just physical pain, but emotion and mental pain. The only arms I want to be in are Dominic’s, but he’s so far away sitting between my father and his father.

  I sit down across from him and he looks around. He asks me if I’m okay and I nod. He leans forward in his chair mouthing to me, “I’ll make this right.”

  I half shrug at him.

  My attention is drawn to the sound of clinking glass. “Welcome to my cabin everyone. I’m sorry for the cryptic messages that brought you all here. I promise that all will be revealed shortly but for now, let’s eat this beautiful meal that my staff has prepared for us.” Tony’s voice booms through the room.