The Serial Killers Guide to Love (Deadly Darling #1)

Chapter 28

28

Lilly

Sam drove us away from the feeding gators. My heart calmed down, as soon as his arm was around me and he pulled me into him. It was nice. His smell made my mind relax, and go to a place I couldn’t find on my own.

I was chaos to his peace, I liked that. I am chaos, he was right.

My mind flew to Mike, and to the way he used to act. How scared I was of him and still paralyzed. I was too scared to try to even poison him. I should have done it. That would have been the right way.

Around us the night came back to life. The gators scared all the other things around them, even the mosquitos that stopped buzzing as long as the old reptiles moved to the surface. Now, they were full and hidden away to digest Roy.

I couldn’t help myself but smile to the darkness that was warm and welcoming like Sam’s arms.

And I fell asleep.

I was not aware how tired I have been, and what a toll killing Roy took on me and my poor soul.

Breathe.

When I woke up, I was in a strange room.

There was light shimmering into the room and all I could see was a rustic decor.

Sam was next to me. His body flush against mine, his fingers trailing down my chest, slowly.

“What happened?”

“You fell asleep, and I didn’t want to wake you.”

I pushed myself up in a sitting position.

“Huh? Where are we? You should have woken me.”

“No, you look so peaceful when you sleep. I confess, I watched you sleeping before.”

I tried to push all the cobwebs away from my drowsy brain.

“ I should be upset, but I am not. Just don’t do it again.”

“Well, if I watch you in bed, that doesn’t count as stalking.”

“I stalked you too, but I did so like a lady, on social media.”

Sam started to laugh, thin lines appeared in the corner of his eyes.

“So, wait, let me understand. Ladies only stalk on social media?”

“Yes. Each woman watches the guy’s social media, if she likes him we check who he likes, what he comments, who comments on his stuff, what he replies. All that. It’s frustrating and addictive.”

Sam kept laughing.

“And what if I may ask, did you find out from my social media?”

“Oh, I did, a great deal. That you are perfect and no one is so perfect. By the way, where are we here?”

“This is my cabin. It doesn’t run on my name, no one can connect it with me and it can only be reached by water. I wanted to show you.”

“Like a super secret serial killer layer?”

Sam pulled me closer and kissed my head.

“I think that you mean a super secret super hero layer. Or a villain layer? Not sure as I am no hero, and no villain either. I am just me, a monster.”

“You are not a monster.”

“I am, but this monster is all yours and loves you madly and would do anything for you. I would rip anyone apart for you. And I made coffee.”

Sam was up and I couldn’t stop myself from admiring the way his boxer briefs pressed onto his hard cock, making me salivate.

Sam was back in bed with two cups of steaming hot espresso and I took mine and inhaled.

“So, this place?”

“I like it here. It is peaceful. It’s the one place where I can be me.”

“I see.”

“Tell me something. Anything. I want to know everything about you, Lilly and I don’t want to run my usual research.”

“I love pizza.”

“Me too. Pizza is the best.”

“What research?”

“Before I kill. I don’t like to kill on impulse. I am not like that. I make sure that the person I end, deserves it and that the world is better after I cleaned it of them.”

“What about me, I killed people. Don’t I qualify to be killed?”

He kissed the tip of my nose.

“You are the exception.”

“I want to help you. I want to come with you, when you kill.”

Sam shrugged and inhaled.

“Did I say something wrong?”

He nodded.

“No. I just need to process this. I never expected. I mean.”

I saw that Sam was not comfortable talking about it.

“I, I shouldn’t have asked. I am sorry.”

“No, it’s something that is beyond my wildest dreams.”

“So, is that a yes?”

I asked and laid my head on his chest. His fingers touching my temple.

“Absolutely. I am just researching a rapist and killer that slipped through the cracks of justice by a vice of procedure. His name is James Miller, and he is bad. I had at least seven deaths connected to him, including his sister, his mother, and two of his wives. He loves to torture them for days, holding them in cold damp cellars and I seriously consider giving him a taste of fear. Of the unknown.”

“Where do you kill them, at your place?”

“No, only if I can’t help it. But mostly I like to pick a free house or a building that is in construction or abandoned. That way, even if something is going astray, there is no connection not to me or to them.”

“Why hide the bodies, don’t you want to be known?”

“And get a fucked up name, the slicer and dicer, the knife guy, no. The least attention you attract the better you can work. Because, don’t get me wrong this is serious work.”

“And the book store?”

“That is where I create the nets that are the layers of me. Lilly, you need to understand that something.

And Sam took my hand and pressed it on his chest and forehead after.

Something went wrong with me. I am not right. I am so broken, but there are pieces that will be forever lost. There is no way I can ever be a normal complete person.”

My heart ached for him, how could this wonderful man think that he was broken?

“I love you just the way you are. I don’t want to change you or fix you. God knows that I have enough issues of my own. All I want is to know you. I want you to let me in, to allow me to see you and love you.”

Sam’s eyes, as green as spring leaves darkened and he blinked fast, before kissing me hard.

The coffee was forgotten as he pulled me into him.

“Will you allow me to blindfold you?”

“I trust you.”

I whispered. And my body shook in anticipation. Even though I ached with the desire to touch him, having his long fingers and large hands on me made me shiver on a whole new level.

Sam used a silk scarf to cover my eyes, and the world was not dark. I couldn’t see, but there was light and warmth.

“Stay still. If you want me to stop, you need to tell me"

“Uh huh.”

“Use words.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”