Devious Revenge (14 page)

                                    Chapter 50

My hands are sweaty as I make my way into the back room. Alan stands there stacking boxes.

He appears to be taking his anger out on those boxes, too. I figure I might as well try to diffuse that tension.

“What did those boxes do to you?” With a happy tone in my voice, Alan turns to face me. Rage and hate decorate his otherwise slightly handsome face.

“Some days are just more than I can handle. You, know?” Nodding my head, I do know all about that.

“Is it about Brian?” Shrugging his shoulders, I move a step closer.

“It’s life in general. Stress is ridiculous. Living with Brian is horrible. My life is going nowhere.” Placing my hand on his chest, he quickly jerks away.

Maybe this isn’t going to be as easy as I thought.

“I’m sorry, Hannah. I just don’t know what to do anymore.” Hearing him choke up on the tears that start to fall, I move in on him.

Grabbing him around the back of his neck, I pull him against me.

In another situation I might feel bad for him, but after what he did to me, I don’t.

“Life can hurt us, but we can’t let it define us. You can always change what you don’t like.” Whispering into his ear, I slide one hand off him and around to my back.

I hope Drew doesn’t get too pissed off that I borrowed his little knife, the one he likes to use on me. It only seemed fitting to use it to finish off the asshole that took so much away from me, with the one knife that has given me so much.

Gripping it in my hand, I clench my fingers around it.

“It’s not that easy. We’ve done so many things to so many people, including
you
.” It’s almost as if he’s apologizing for what he’s done.

If he would have, will that make a difference? Could I let him live?

No. He has taken too much from me to let him breathe another day.

Swallowing hard, I slide the knife in between us before forcing it into chest.

Alan’s hands clench around me, knotting into my shirt as he pulls back a little.

I drive the knife further in, making sure I hit the right spot.

“
You
.
Thank you
.” The words are barely there but I heard them. How can he thank me?

“Don’t say that!” Screaming at him as he slides to the floor, I pull the knife out.

“Why would you say that!” Screaming a little more, I plunge the knife into him a few more times. It’s as if I’ve lost all my senses.

I feel nothing, and all I see is
red
. My mind is gone.

“Don’t you ever say that to me again.” Grabbing the knife, I also grab the money that was supposed to be deposited before I head for the door.

Making sure I lock it, I kick it back open so it looks good.

Standing in the back alley, covered in blood, I begin to shake.

“
He thanked me
.”

                                    Chapter 51

How I made it home without anyone noticing the girl covered in blood is beyond me.

Killing Alan didn’t give me the satisfaction that I felt when I killed Lisa. His words hang in the air as it blows around me.

I sit on the steps out front for a long time before I hear the door open.

“Han. I’ve been waiting for you. What’s going on?” I don’t move. It’s as if I’m frozen in time.

How could he have thanked me for what I did to him? None of that makes any sense to me.

“Han?” Drew walks down the steps next to me before he sees the blood covering me.

“
Is this yours
?” When I don’t answer, he grabs my shoulders shaking me. “
Is this your blood
?” Screaming in my face, I shake my head slowly.

“Where’s the body, Han?” Looking up into his eyes, he’s trying to help me, I know he is.

I blink a few times but I don’t know what to say.

“It looks like an accident.” My tone is flat. He knows something isn’t right.

“Ok. That’s good. What’s the problem then?” Shaking my head, I push myself up. I stand on the step wondering if I should even tell him.

“Han. Don’t do this, don’t shut me out.” Wiping his finger over the tear that fell, he’s right. I don’t want to shut him out. I need him. I need him more than I need the air to breathe.

“He said thank you. When I stabbed him, he looked me in the eye, and said thank you. Why would he do that?” My voice doesn’t even sound like me.

The feeling of floating away into another place quickly surrounds me. I don’t know why this feeling is hitting me. This is what I’ve wanted for so long.

“Maybe he regretted what he did to you. There are a lot of reasons that someone would say that.” Shaking my head, I don’t think that’s it, but Drew is always so full of answers. He doesn’t understand it this time.

“What if he didn’t lie? What if he was forced into all of it?” I’ve never felt remorse. I’ve never let it become a part of what I did, but what if he wasn’t lying to me?

“Look at me, Han.” Shaking my head, I can’t.

“LOOK AT ME!” Screaming in my face, I look into his eyes.

“What if’s don’t belong in what you do, what we do. If we let everything that comes out of a dying persons’ mouth get to us, we’d be dead ourselves.” When his hand reaches for my face, I’m lost. I’m lost in Drew just like always.

“Will you do something for me?” His smile is beautiful as he beams at me.

“I’d do anything for you, Han.”

“Will you make love to me, Drew? No restraints, no ropes. Just you?”

                                      Chapter 52

“I told you that I’d do anything for you, Han.” Kissing me gently, I let him lift me in his arms.

Drew carries me inside, kicking the door closed behind us before heading to the bathroom.

“Let’s get you cleaned up first.” Setting me down in front of the shower, he turns the water on.

Standing as still as a statue the words linger in the air.

Thank you.

Drew removes all my clothes before removing his as well.

Lifting me again in his arms he steps into the shower. The warm water flows around us with such a gentle touch.

Setting me down, Drew grabs the body wash, squirting it into his hands before washing me.

The gentleness in his touch is new to me. Everything about Drew has been fierce and raw. This is something new that I think I might just like.

His hands travel over my body washing all of Alan’s blood down the drain.

When his hands touch my nipples they instantly harden for him.

“So beautiful, Han.” Leaning down, he barely touches my lips with his. The faint feeling sends jolts running through me. He has no idea what he does to my body.

Massaging my breasts in his hands, my temperature rises.

“I bet you didn’t think I knew what I was doing with all this vanilla sex.” Kissing his way down my neck, I smile. Maybe I didn’t think he was capable of it, but he is slowly proving me wrong.

“You always amaze me, Drew.” The words leave my mouth as a whisper but he heard me.

Drew drops to his knees in front of me before pinching my nipples in his fingers. My head tips back as pure ecstasy runs through my blood.

Moans and groans leave me as Drew places kisses across the scars on my stomach.

Releasing one nipple, I want to cry out from the lack of contact but when he slides his hands in between my thighs, my heart leaps.

Quakes shake my body while Drew dips his head lower.

“Open up to me, Han. Show me what’s mine.” Slowly sliding my legs apart, Drew groans his approval.

His tongue glides through my wetness gently causing me to suck in a breath. My hands find their way into Drew’s hair before he sucks and licks at me harder.

Tugging gently on his hair, my clit throbs with need.

“God, Drew.” Groaning, he moves to stand back in front of me.

“I never knew that I’d like feeling you all over me like that. Pulling my hair, needing me.” Kissing me roughly, he reaches back turning the shower off.

“I need to be inside of you. I need you touching me, Han.”

                                     Chapter 53

Without even drying off, Drew carries me into the bedroom where he carefully lays me on the bed.

His eyes roam over my body setting off a need that’s uncontrollable within me.

The heat in his stare is enough to make me cum.

“I want to love every piece of you.” Climbing onto the bed, he crawls between my legs. Lifting each one, I can feel he’s hard and ready.

The gentleness as he eases into me is new and welcome.

He rocks in and out of me so slowly. The fire that burns inside of me only rises higher.

Drew leans down, taking my lips with his. The soft sensual way he is kissing me, is nothing I can describe.

I can feel everything that he feels, in the way he’s touching me and kissing me.

“You feel so good, Drew.” Thrust after thrust, my nails graze over his back. I can feel the little bumps forming on his skin behind every stroke.

Kissing my neck, I tilt my head, giving him more access as he gently sucks my skin into his mouth.

My body clenches around him causing him go deeper.

“Hannah.” Breathing my name against my ear, I melt into him. 

Moving faster, I know he’s as close as I am.

“Drew.” Whispering his name, I feel him swell inside of me. It’s the most miraculous feeling in the world having him inside of me.

Cumming as one, we both try to catch our breath. Drew rolls off me taking my body with him.

“What are you doing?” Giggling a little, he never pulls out of me.

“I don’t want to break this connection. It feels too good.” I have to agree with him on that one.

Everything with Drew feels amazing. There isn’t a thing that he can do that doesn’t make me feel like I’m high.

His hand runs up and down my back before I sigh.

“You want to talk about it?” I know he cares, but I don’t know what talking about it is going to solve.

“I just don’t understand the words. Why would he say them to me?” Drew clears his throat before he speaks.

“Once when I was overseas, there was a guy that was wounded badly. His leg was blown off, his eye half in the socket. He wasn’t going to make it. He looked me in the eye and asked me to kill him. My stomach nearly bottomed out. I didn’t want to do it. I shook my head but he begged me. He kept saying that he didn’t want to live in a world that would look at him differently even if he were to survive.” I can feel him tense up beneath me.

“Did you do it?” His chuckle vibrates through me.

“Yeah. I pulled out my gun and placed it against his head. He smiled up at me before saying thank you. The point is, we don’t always know what someone is going through in life. We do what we do, and sometimes they’re thankful for it.”

His words hang in the air as my eyes flutter closed.