Bonus Epilogue
Christian
The Lewis siblings disappeared into a flurry of media circuses and controversies, leaving me to pick up the pieces of what they’d done.
I have to say; it was a fucking relief that Violet didn’t kill Rafael Delucci.
I had been bracing myself to tell Riley that all our planning had failed.
I couldn’t take him away from them; it would be too damn suspicious.
I’d attempted to many times, dropping by to loosen his ties and make it look like he’d escaped, or considering persuading them to let me take him to the woods to shoot him dead before bundling him into a car.
But the moment was never right. Then they had a solution.
I’d braced myself to explain to Riley how the prick died, to make it clear that would have to be enough.
We’d be able to access the footage from the cabin, watch every second of it, as soon as we were alone in it, once the siblings had gone.
The cameras were closed circuit, but Theo would no doubt tell me when it was done.
So, imagine my surprise when he asked for help selling the prick instead. My money paid for it, ending back in my pocket when Theo and Violet insisted I should hold on to the profit for my troubles.
All too damn easy.
They were in the UK somewhere, healing. And I’d just watched them fuck all over this cabin, failing to keep a straight face when day after day, they were all over each other.
I have to admit; I had suspected them. Racing through all the footage, I decided it was none of my business. I didn’t need to see it or understand it. That poor Violet had been through unsurmountable pain and suffering, if she found relief in the arms of her brother, I wasn’t judging.
The shit I was planning was just as bad.
A smirk formed on my face, and I took a picture of the screen for Riley when I saw how Theo had left Rafael, tied up with his asshole bare. The perfect position for fucking, for ruining and using. Riley would like that.
My poor, broken Riley, like Violet, had been abused by the church, injured, damaged and thrown out. Rafael’s death wasn’t only Violet’s vengeance. There were hordes of people who deserved to see his suffering too. Riley being number one.
Riley: amazing sight I hope it hurt
Christian: you saw how he was moving when you picked him up. man won’t walk straight for weeks yet
Riley: when are you coming back? He’s creeping me out here alone
Christian: omw
I checked in on the camera app on my phone to check what Riley was doing in our apartment. I smiled at the sight of him staring out the window, a can of diet coke in one hand and his gun in the other, like he was toying with using it.
Rafael was tied up in the spare room we’d converted into his dungeon. A dog cage, one of those beds with a cage underneath, multiple BDSM pieces Riley had taken great glee in purchasing, all ready to be used, for Rafael to be abused.
It might be over for the Lewis siblings, but for us it was just beginning.