Sinful: A Dark Asylum Bully Romance (The Boys of Chapel Crest Book 5)

The blade tore through Adam’s flesh like he was butter. I relished each of his screams, the darkness which had been lurking on the edge of my soul finally breaking free and blanketing my entirety.

With each stab, each slash, a new part of me was born.

His blood poured from his body longer than his screams did, which was a pity because I’d finally started having fun.

He gripped my wrists with bloody hands, his eyes wild as he stared up at me, his body covered in his blood.

“I-I loved you,” he choked out. “I’m not-not myself sometimes. . .”

“Me either,” I answered, pushing my blade deep into his throat. His eyes widened, and he garbled for a moment, the blood pooling in his mouth before he went silent.

I stared down at the mess I’d made. He was almost in pieces.

“What are we going to do with the body?” Bryce asked softly, his voice pulling me from my thoughts.

“I have some hungry friends deep in the woods,” Mirage answered.

I rose to my feet and turned to see Mirage and Bryce staring back at me. My heart ached for Sin. All I wanted was to see him.

“He’s been taken to the wards. There’s nothing we can do but wait,” Mirage said gently like he knew what I was thinking.

I nodded, knowing he was right. We still had work to do out here anyway. Sin would want me to finish what I’d started.

I stepped forward and stood in front of Bryce.

He stared back at me with hazel eyes, his curls falling across his forehead.

Leaning in, I pressed my lips against his soft ones. He fell into my kiss immediately, deepening it before relenting to allow me control. Our tongues tangled for a moment before I broke away from him, leaving a bloody handprint on his face.

“Soon,” I said, stepping back. “Shadow.”

He nodded at me, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Next, I went to Mirage, who gave me a smile.

“You’re a mess,” he said.

“So are you,” I countered, taking in the blood splattered on his white rabbit mask. I reached forward and traced my fingers along the edge of the mask. Carefully, I pulled the mask off to see his true face.

So familiar.

“There you are,” I whispered, trailing my fingertips along his cheekbones. He closed his eyes as I touched him.

“Come, my love. We have work to do,” he said, taking the mask from me and pulling it back over his face.

I took the hand he offered and let him lead me into temptation, Bryce right next to us.

I’d never cut up a body before, but it wasn’t nearly as hard as I thought it was going to be. Adam came apart easily enough. Mirage guided me while Bryce kept watch. Bryce was good at watching. He was always watching. I loved that about him. I hoped it came into play later on because I wanted him to watch me do all sorts of dirty, terrible things.

For the parts I struggled with, Mirage came along and showed me how best to disconnect bone. The cracks sounded well into the night until our work was done. Beneath the moonlight, I stood between my white rabbit and a shadow, watching as the wolves devoured Adam.

When it was over, and I felt sickly satisfied, a new sort of rush coursed through me. Mirage took my hand in his and tugged me through the woods. We didn’t stop until we reached the cemetery.

“He didn’t hurt me,” I said as Mirage pulled me into his arms and stared down at me. “I wouldn’t let him.”

“My pirate princess,” he murmured.

I smiled at that.

I felt Bryce watching us from the edge of the tree line as Mirage moved with me, dancing through the tombstones beneath the moonlight.

“Dance, Rinny. Sin would want you to dance. Do it for him. Do it for you.”

My heart swelled. Sin told me to dance. When my dance was over, I’d go to him and tell him all about it. We’d scribble in our notebook for hours before he pushed me onto the mattress and made love to me.

It was the hope I kept in my heart as I prayed for him to be waiting for me when this was over. To not leave me.

“For Sinful,” I whispered before allowing Mirage to sweep me through the tombstones.

I let out a wild laugh, feeling free for the first time in my life. I sang our song with him as we moved and twirled along the stones, my body light, the darkness free.

“I love you, Rinny,” Mirage whispered as he tugged me against his body and swayed, peering down at me through his white rabbit mask.

“I love you too,” I answered back before he gave me a twirl away from him. I kept spinning, laughs bubbling out of me as I danced through the tombstones, the world spinning above me.

Strong arms captured me, and I stared up into familiar eyes, the mask gone.

“Asylum,” I whispered. “You’re back.”

“Never actually left, firefly,” he answered. “May I have this dance?”

I smiled up at him, knowing I was still covered in Adam’s blood.

“You’re dressed perfectly.” He dipped me low, his lips a breath from my own. “No guilt, no shame. The siren dances for Sin. The Ghost rises. Her army of darkness will win,” he said before sweeping me into his arms, our song continuing.

Cryptic words as usual, but I liked the way they sounded.

I knew I had to take moments like these. I deserved them. When the sun rose, I’d be at Sin’s side again. But for tonight I’d dance for him. I’d dance for me.

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And tomorrow, I’d pray for this dark world.

Because good girls made really perfect fucking monsters.