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"You need to get fucking ready, Blade. I'm not lettinganythingfuck up our plans for tonight." He goes right back to the game, Nixon and Riley following his lead as I spin on my heel and saunter off toward my room.

It's finally the night we've all been waiting for. Tonight, sinner will be fucking ours.

I change and put on something I can pass off as "party wear" before meeting the guys on the balcony. Each of them is fixated on Scarlett's apartment and the numerous drunk bodies already dancing around the cramped space.

"How's it gonna go down?" Nixon asks, fidgeting with something in his pocket.

"Easy. We'll go to her doorwhile everyone's occupied with the party, and we'll grab her," Saint explains, never taking his eyes off of the black haired sinner smoking a blunt on her balcony.

"What if she screams?" Riley pipes in, sounding more enthusiastic than anything.

"That's what chloroform is for. Slap a fucking rag over her mouth the second she opens the door, and we'll be fucking golden," I chime in, reminding them why I had them get us some in the first place.

"So what are the rules for tonight? Is it ananything goeskind of thing?" Nixon's voice drips with curiosity, and he lets out an excited chuckle.

"We'll all have her,butSaint and I get herfirst."

"Can we watch?" Riley asks with wonder in his sadistic grin.

"And while you two fuck her, Nix and I will have a little fun." He licks his lips at Nixon while grabbing his cock over his pants. In response, Nixon arches his brow and licks his lips, preparing for tonight's adventure.

"Sure. It ain't like we've never donethatbefore."

I take a puff on my cigarette and fix my gaze on my little sinner, imagining how tight her little virgin cunt will be when I fucking break her tonight. Instantly growing hard, I don't even try to hide it. The guys all want the same thing—Scarlett.

"How long are we keeping her before we grab Mel?" Riley asks, his voice twanging at the mention of her name.

"Not sure yet, butwe'renot grabbing Mel..." Saint tells him, shocking everyone with the unexpected revelation.

"Since when?" I ask, rage coursing through my veins, convinced that he had changed everything without telling us.

"Since I decided thatScarlettwould be the one to fucking grab her... I wanna watch her in action." Evil drips off of him like sweat beads as it seeps through his pores.

"Before we kill her, we're gonna teach her to fucking kill, and before we leave this fucking town, we're gonna wreak fucking havoc all throughout it."

He licks his lips andspins his blade in his hand as his eyes grow ominous. He is no longer concerned with the game; he craves the real thing. And tonight. We're going tofinallyfucking get it...

Scarlett

After getting ready for the party and greeting the many guests Melanie had invited, I grab a cup of the spiked punch and begin to mingle through the crowd. As soon as I start to relax and enjoy myself, another knock comes at our front door. I roll my eyes and walk over, my drink in hand, Melanie nowhere in sight. I grab the bowl of candy and open the door, only to be greeted by a swarm of costumed children.

"Trick or treat!" They yell in unison, holding out their candy bags. I take a sip of my drink before setting it down, smiling brightly as I admire their outfits.

"You guys look adorable!" I tell them, dumping handfuls of candy into their bags and buckets, just wanting to get rid of it so I can stop coming to the door and just enjoy my party.

Once they are content, they skip down the hall and wait ecstatically at my neighbor's door. As I return to my apartment and prepare to close the door, a powerful hand slaps the wood, forcing it open. I peer through the crack, terrified, and notice Blade and the other three from the lake. The sudden tightness in my throat dissipates, and a smile spreads across my lips as I open the door for them to enter.

"Trick or treat,Scarlett," Saint says, pausing in the hall like theothers.

"What, you want some candy too?" I laugh, grabbing the bowl off the stand near the door.

"No, actua-"

"Are they here?!" Melanie shouts over the music as she sprints over to the door with me, swinging it open the rest of the way. "Hey, guys! Come on in!"

She tugs Riley's wrist, pulling him into the apartment. Observing the glances Blade, Saint, and Nixon are exchanging, a ball of nerves makes its way into my stomach, giving me the impression that something is strange about this evening.

"Well, are you going to stand in the hall, or are you going to come in and join the party?" I ask in a flirtatious tone, winking as I turn my back on them, leaving the door open for them to enter.