Bloody Betrayal by Hayden Gardner (intellectual books to read .txt) 📕

What are you doing to this poor boy? He replies in perfect Danish, dimples showing. She smiles unkindly and moved the poor boy’s hand over her shoulder and her petite hand on his elbow to keep it straight. Their ears only hearing the sweet agony of his screams, she slugged him to shut up.
“Please help me.”PB said in a wheezy breath bent over, Tyson smiled underneath his hand; Camilla giggled and tightened her grip on his wrist.
“Pero Señor, usted es no ir aún.”But sir, you cannot leave just yet, Tyson replied, grinning, and the crowd was all gone now since they moved to the back of the alley. Rockies was sweating and had a heavy duffel bag by his feet behind them; he had arrived to break up the crowd.
“And why is that? I don’t want trouble.”Hah, he brought it on himself, inviting the devil’s mistress for a dance, the devil has came back to take her away and punish.
“Ah that is where you are wrong sir. You touched her and she’s mine.”Tyson says in his ear, carful to not let his rigid guard down, back facing Camilla, she growled.
“T-”
“Don’t say it!”Rockies jumped in, bifocals clearly uncomfortable jumping on the bridge of his straight nose, another disguise, Camilla huffed.
“Fine fine, so what should we do with the dumb remo?”Camilla asks, glee in her eyes, Rockies shook his head, he was the softer of the two, couldn’t stand torture or bulling, forget him. Tyson rolls his eyes and gripped the sore boys wrist harder, making him wince.
“Pl-please let me go, I swear I’ll put you in jail for a long time kids.”He says, they laugh in a low chuckle, what could he do? He was no ambassador or president of the United States. Well he was at the ball, it was no ordinary run off the mill ball for middle class, aristocrat and wicked only.
“And what makes you so sure about that? You don’t have the police on your side do you?”Tyson asks, leaning his hand towards Camilla’s casually, she didn’t seem to notice, transfixed on the man’s face, stepping forward.
“I thought I smelled a cop.”She muttered, Rockies let out a long sigh while shaking his dark mope of hair, Tyson took a step back, why didn’t he notice that before? The way a bulge was behind his breast pocket for the i.d. badge, the way he stood non vulnerable as possible when handled and the way he bent his back to ease the pain, basic training methods. They were getting lazy and sloppy.
“Detective actually. Detective Carnal actually, and you are…?”Hah, like they would ever give their names away, Camilla pushes Detective Carnal against the warm brick wall and began to strip him of his clothes until he was only in boxers and in a undershirt with a small bowtie loose. She was fast enough that he couldn’t react, he sure did when she bent down to retrieve his gun and wallet, she snorted and looked back at her crew.
“Nothing her but an i.d., one gun, and another one cocked, no wires.”Rockies snickered, Tyson gritted his teeth at Carnal, and the man under scrutiny blushed and looked away.
“You do not treat a human this way, I have right’s.”
“This isn’t America and…hmm.”Camilla pawed through his wallet and showing a picture of his police i.d. to her partners in crime, they grin.
“C-can I still get you guy’s names?”They sigh and shake their heads, Camilla passed the gun to Tyson and Rockies had the heavy duffel on his shoulder already.
“Darling, we know the tiny capabilities of the government here, you’ll never find us. How about this, if it makes you feel any better, my name is Poppy and I killed someone tonight.”She says softly, gently pushed up against him, his breathing quick, she smiled slowly.
Her lips a razor with away from his, eyes dilating at the light and tiny emotions and then a hand came out to pull her back and stab the vulnerable part of the guy’s neck. Instantly knocking him out, the hand on her waist was still gripped firmly and made her face into the crook of Tyson’s shoulder, she growled and pushed him away. He held onto her elbow, she glared at him.
“You’re in my way.”She says, stomping on his foot with her high heel, he howled but not very long, he had, just like Camilla and Rockies, high tolerance for pain. He gritted his teeth and got his hands on her shoulder when she was flying out of the alley, turned her around and stopped. She was crying, lips trembling, cheeks pink, Camilla was the girl that still looked great while teary eyed, and Tyson softened and gently pushed a stray tear off her cheek.
“Uhh…,”Stiff again, she wiped her nose while looking down, finally looking like a normal hormonal teenage girl, the girl Tyson looks for when she’s down.“What’s wrong?”He asks, trying to block the sight of the unconscious man, he was a bit jealous, was she sad because she didn’t kiss him?
“I-I’m screwing up again. I’m a terrible killer. Why do I keep screwing up? I just want to get out of here.”She buries her head in his chest, arms snaked around each other, and he rested his head on hers and patted her softly.
“It’s okay Panther. We’ll take it from here now, wait out in the limo, wait for us?”He says after hesitantly letting go of her embrace, kissing her head once, she backed away.
“I’m leaving.”She mutters and ran out of the narrow alley, heels in hands even though there was surly glass somewhere, Tyson sighs. Rockies called ‘not it’ for dressing back the snoring detective, after he was done he propped the man by the door with a glass of wine by his hand. Take it as you see it, some people might think he got drunk enough to pass out outside. And there was a slim chance that Carnal would remember this part of the night nut just to be sure Tyson whispered into his ear to forget about them, that he drank too much and wanted to get air.
He walked out and jumped into the dark interior limo, he saw some red dress and he knew Rockies would be up front. He sensed when he was in the way, and smart enough to not store the weapons of crime in the back seat, she would have a excuse to stab him with to what he was about to do to her.
“’Bout time you got in here, what took yah so long?”Camilla slurred while looking at her red wine swished into her glass, gulping it down. Tyson scooted closer to her, she didn’t notice.
“Taking care of business, are you drunk?”He asks smoothly, she snorts and hits him on the arm, hard.
“Nah man. Hey they have your favorite sweets in here, even the chocolate strawberries.”Camilla says softly, peeking at him over her wineglass, he looked away, face flushed. How did she find out? He never gave it away when he was around them, he almost drooled at the sight of the pastries and then it clicked. A test, would he reject or accept?
“Nah, I’m only hungry for one thing.”He purrs, she lays down her empty glass, her eyes looked slightly blood shot but she blinked out her brown contacts that were getting her vision blurry when crying. Her purple hair in the dark all down and mussed looked black. He had to reign himself back at her, he wanted to rip her dress and make her his. She met her eyes with content and utter sobriety, he sighs, and she smirks.
“Had enough tease yet darling?”She asks while plucking a un-dipped large strawberry and slowly ate it. He half growled and pretended that the lurch of the car made him closer to her, his mouth close to her strawberry one.
“How’d you know?”
“It’s as obvious as an elephant in a car sweet sweet.”She teased him with sugary names, he gritted his teeth and put his hands on both sides of her, she didn’t seem to mind.
“What are you doing?”She asks curiously because he waited so long she consumed the strawberry so much she was chewing on the bitter green leaves of top, he grinned at her cute appearance.
“Admiring how so cute you are eating the whole berry, cutie pie.”He grinned, finally getting a response from her spitting out the bitter part and stopped eating. She huffed she crossed her arms over her chest, his hopes faltered.
“Aww and the view were just getting better.”He complained and then in all one liquid movement she was on top of him on the long back seat, her eyes dark, there were no street lights so they had to presume that they took the back streets to the airport.
“Pity you, the one that gets all the fun and I don’t? How very and toughly rude.”She scowled in a playful tone, her voice dipping low and softly, hands straying everywhere but his face, his eyes sparked light.
“Ah but you haven’t tried soft before? I would gladly show you both.”He tried to lift his head but she pushed him back down with a nail, he didn’t protest with her smile showing.
“Oh pray tell what shall come out of this, try to not bore me.”
“First of all, you, bottom. Oh and the dress is a no-no.”Tyson requested, not ever expecting that she would ever comply to his physical and mental needs such as her skin melted with his, lips merged until you couldn’t tell them apart. But she obediently stuck onto the bottom and underneath him, her zipper was down but she made no move to take it all the way off, he huffed.
“You too bolo, do you need help?” After five seconds no he didn’t, his clothes were ripped of by himself. She slid the rest of her dress off slowly, waiting for the budding reaction she was looking for, when she did it, she smiled.
“I’m thinking kissing second.”He cooed after he came back down from the skies, his goofy smile still on. She lazily pushed her fingers through his blonde hair, his head on her chest, smirking behind his head. Her dress was their blanket that spread out a good majority of their bare bronzed skin, He felt that the car had long stopped, Rockies was smart enough to not interrupt them or that would resulted in a disaster and murder. He flicked a piece of purple hair, tugging for her face to come to his, for a kiss, Camilla resisted.
“Tyson.”She states while pushing up his body off her and strapped on her black strapless bra on, her back facing him, his face fell.
“Yeah? What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”He asks, confused and a little angry, why is she being so distant after they just had sex? Her shoulders caved in, hair concealing her face; he scooted closer to her, her eyes cold and looked blatantly in his eyes. He hissed as she looked away again, she blinked slowly as Tyson’s brain finally caught up.
“Oh…shit!”He cursed multiple times while pulling on his ravaged clothes, she hummed tunelessly as she turned to zip her dress up.
“I just want to tell you that you failed Tyson, majorly.”Camilla had already half of her dress back on and was zipping it back up, Tyson was furious. The head mistress testing him on part of his exam with the girl he just couldn’t resist…the point.
“I’m such an idiot.”He mutters, tying his shoes on, she glared.
“Stop it. You couldn’t help it, it was a major test you held out pretty fine than last time, good thing Evgenie didn’t ask me that time.”She winked, now she was clearly enjoying this, that