Chapter 250: _ Death Inches Closer
"Do you remember the way you used to torment María José? You think she’d like to see you now? Begging for mercy like a coward?"
His mouth opened, but the words didn’t come. Instead, a pathetic whimper escaped him, and I felt my grip tighten on the knife. I wanted to savor this. I wanted them to drown in their terror.
But I wasn’t done yet. Not nearly.
I took a step back, my eyes flicking between them. They were all shuddering now, their bodies taut with fear and their minds racing to find a way out. But there was no escape. I could hear their hearts beating in time with mine.
Ruben, the last of them, started to speak in a broken voice. "Please... please, we didn’t mean it... We were just trying to please Luis Miguel, we didn’t know—"
I cut him off icily. "Don’t. Don’t you dare say his name. He’s the reason you’re in this mess. He’s the reason you’re about to die."
I could feel the heat of their fear radiating from them, and it sent a thrill coursing through my veins. The scent of their sweat, their terror—it was like perfume to me.
Pedro, Gonzalo, and Ruben... My source of entertainment and pleasure tonight. They thought I was Axel because I wanted them to. Because I had a plan. Because someone had followed us all the way to the woods, playing detective, and I had let them.
I let them feel the urge that something wasn’t right, and made them follow. Mind control was a new gift my master had bestowed upon me.