Dark Prince (Devious Heirs #1)

Chapter Four | Axel

I’ve never laughed so hard in my fucking life. The pit of legos I put in the maze was genius, I don’t care what anyone thinks. I don’t want her to die right now, hurting, fuck yes. I want to see cuts and bruises all over her perfect skin, but I don’t want her dead. I want to play. I have The Jig is Up by Ice Nine Kills playing because why the fuck not?

“FUCKING LEGOS!” She shouts and I just laugh harder, grabbing the mic, I take a deep breath and get ready to speak.

“I’m going to kill him, slowly, cut off his penis first, then rip his vocal cords out, then I’ll peel his skin off. I’ll flambé his fucking eyeballs after I pluck them out and then, when he thinks it’s all done, I’ll yank his fucking nails off, one by fucking one until he’s nothing but a soupy mess. Then I’ll send all his tiny pieces back to his fucking parents, making sure they know it’s their dark fucking Mazitti prince.” She continues to mumble as she attempts to climb out of the lego pit, hissing and crying out everytime she takes a step.

Listening to what she’s planning to do to me is making me hard, like rock fucking hard. I’ve never met a woman this fucking insane. I mean, my mother is definitely up there, she’s completely unafraid to put someone down, but my father was the one who peeled skin and sent messages.

My little deer though, she’s putting my entire family to shame right now, none of us would flambé body parts. I watch as she tosses her heel out of the pit, and starts to climb out of it, cussing and grunting the whole time. When she’s free, the camera angle changes and I watch as she steps towards the next door.

She bends over to look at the knob, especially after the first knob cut her palm open. I had this entire thing planned out before I took her, only before I actually was going to kill her at the end, I just hadn’t decided if I was going to fuck her first or not. Originally that pit was supposed to be full of needles and glass, cutting her deep. But now I don’t want to kill her at all, I want to make her my pet. My toy. My plaything.

“Little deer, little deer.” I say into the microphone, which only pisses her off more because she jumps from my words.

“No, you don’t get to little deer me. I just pulled a fucking lego man out of my ass!” She hisses out as she opens the door quickly, waiting for the pain. When there is no pain, she flings the door open to the next room and gasps in confusion.

“If you’re upset about the lego man in your ass, then don’t look at your tits.” I say, zooming in on the lego unicorn stuck between her perfect breasts.

She looks down and pulls out the little unicorn and launches it across the room as I zoom back out. “I’m having an Axel barbeque when I get out of here.” She mumbles, stepping into the next room.

“Promises.” I say into the mic.

“Why am I here?” She asks, finally. I expected her to ask that back when she woke up.

“Because you’re a naughty little deer.” I reply, watching her as she walks into the very empty room, looking around to see that there’s not a fucking thing in there. I made this room to make her feel like she’s made it to the end. There are four doors in total. One on each wall. The one she just came through and three others. I wonder which one she’s going to walk through first.

Instead she walks to the very middle of the room and sits down, crossing her legs and arms. “What are you doing?” I ask her. I really expected her to fight more.

“Waiting.” She responds looking at the cut on her palm, probably inspecting it to see how deep it is. Why is she waiting? I sit up in my chair and look around the room I’m in. The only things in here are me, my chair and the computer set up for the game. So why do I feel like she’s playing a trick of some kind and about to jump out behind me.

“Waiting for what, little deer?” I ask, leaning closer to the screen.

“For you to man up and come face me like a proper Mazitti.” She says, like she’s bored. She’s throwing the game. She’s not doing it right. Fucking cunt is going to pay for this. I push up out of my chair and march my happy Mazitti man ass down to the room where she’s waiting.