Chapter Forty-Nine

Lyrical

I can't believe Snow is going to include me in the revenge plan against his father, allow me to watch him kill Revi. I'm so excited and I can't wait to see the look in his eyes when Snow kills him.

I feel worn out and pissed off that I lost my best friend twice. The pain of what happened will never go away. Bailey went through so much, but maybe she can finally rest. Snow told me everything that Carter said. I wish I were the one who chopped his body parts off and watched him die.

Revi is hiding out in a cabin in the middle of nowhere.

We pull up to an abandoned driveway nearby, Jameson and Keanu pulling up beside us just in case we need backup. Snow and I hop out of the car. He grabs my hand, squeezing tight. I know this was hard for him, for me to be involved in this. He set aside his feelings for mine.

Maybe he's going to change.

My face, side, and leg hurt, and I feel as if I was hit by a bus.

We rehash what is exactly going to happen. Hopefully, we will be successful.

"I disabled his cameras," Jameson says.

Snow gives him the thumbs-up and when we walk around the back door of the cabin, he leans down and kisses my temple.

"You stay behind me, Blue."

I nod. Snow picks the lock and slowly pushes the door open. The place is clean and empty. His father has his phone glued to his face, speaking to someone about helping him leave the country.

"Just have my fake passport and ID ready, so the other owners of the American Billionaire Club can't track me. I'm pretty sure my son is looking for me and I'm fucked if he finds me." He taps the screen and places the phone on the mantelpiece.

Pure rage consumes me. How can he betray his own family like this? I want to attack him and go ahead and end his life. I've never hated anyone as much as I hate him.

I breathe in and breathe out as we continue to watch him.

Snow removes his gun from his holster and points it to the back of his head. As his father slowly turns around, pure terror colors his face, and he throws his hands up in the air.

"Sit," Snow orders.

He doesn't move, so Snow hits his father's head with the butt of the gun, causing Revi to stumble back.

"I said, sit."

Slowly, Revi sits at the dining room table and stares at us.

"You won't get away with this. I'm important, Snow. If I go missing or get killed, they will look at you two as the suspect."

"Where were you going? You're such a fucking coward. I don't know why I wanted to impress you all my life. You destroyed everyone's lives and didn't give any fucks about it. I should have killed you a long time ago."

"Everyone is a dollar sign, Snow. You will see that when you're older. Falling for this bi—"

That's enough, I don't want to hear any more, so I walk up to him and punch him in the face. My small knuckles sting, but I don't care. Revi holds his face as I walk back to Snow.

"That's all you got, bitch? I should have kidnapped you myself, used your body however I wanted, and allowed my men to take turns on you. Then have my son watch. You whore."

Snow grabs a zip tie from his back pocket and ties his father's hands up.

"You will never get away with what you're about to do to me," he says. "The FBI will hunt you down like the dogs you are, and you will be in jail."

Snow yanks a fistful of Revi's dyed hair. "Your business partners know what you did to Bailey, and they are going to help us cover up your death. They told us to do what we have to do to get rid of you."

For the first time, his father is completely speechless, panic coloring his face. I've never seen him look so scared in my entire life.

"Please, don't kill me. I'll give you more money than you can imagine."

Snow hands me the gun, his palm gentle against my cheek. "Do you want to be the one to pull the trigger, Blue?"

I look at him in complete shock, my mouth hanging open. "You would let me pull the trigger?"

He nods. "It's not just my revenge, it's your revenge too, Blue. I killed Carter, but you can have my father. I saved him for you."

Now I'm the one who's speechless. He's really trying to include me in his plans and is allowing me to kill him, not leaving me in the dark. I know how badly he wanted to get his revenge on his father and be the one to end his life. I never thought he would sacrifice his own need to make me happy. For the first time, I feel heard and seen. For the first time, he's putting me first.

"I never killed anyone, Snow."

"Don't worry about it, my wife. I'll walk you through it. But I have to warn you, you won't be the same, Lyrical, if you do this."

"I know."

I really do. I know once I shoot Revi that my life will never be the same and that's okay. I accepted what I have to do and I already know how my future might be. It might make me go mad and I might be fine, but it doesn't matter because getting revenge will be worth it in the end. Justice for Bailey will be worth it.

I stare at Revi, and I see the fear in his eyes and, for a second, I hesitate, because part of me knows he's a human being, but when I remember how poorly he treated Bailey, death is the only way to stop the bastard.

Snow shows me how to aim as I place the gun against Revi's forehead. Fighting the urge to close my eyes, I pull the trigger.

Once we get back to the farmhouse, my father is waiting in the foyer, and I hug him tight.

"It's been done," Snow tells my father.

"Good," he answers after kissing me on the cheek.

He takes one good look at the blood and bits of Revi's guts all over my face and clothes, gritting his teeth.

"You allowed my daughter to get anywhere near a gun and a dead body?"

"Fath—"

"Yes. She wanted to. An—"

"I don't give a fuck," my father snaps.

"If she wants to help me get revenge on someone, then she's allowed to." Snow keeps his eyes glued to me. "What she wants will always come first, even before me."

His words make me melt, and I want to kiss him but the smell of Revi's blood starts to make my head swim. I need to clean myself, so without a word, I head to my bedroom and remove my bloody clothes before hopping in the shower.

The scorching hot water runs down my body, and I feel numb. I ignore the throbbing stitches on my side and calf. I actually killed someone, and I don't feel any remorse for what I did to Revi. He deserved it. Snow told me that killing someone would change me, and it has. I see this world in darker and grayer colors; the world is as cruel as I once thought it was. I'm both exhausted and relieved from the events which recently happened.

Now, Bailey's death has been avenged and she can finally rest—be free from the hellhole she was in.

Sometimes being alive is hell and death is heaven.

Snow included me on the plan to get revenge on his father, making me trust him. He's proved to me that he's serious about our marriage. He apologized, but will he go back to his old ways? If I live a life without Snow, then I'm going to be miserable—so miserable. I close my eyes and try to picture my life without him, and I draw a blank, and an empty feeling hits me like tidal waves but when I imagine our lives together, I'm filled with happiness and joy. I picture him coming home from a long day, and he's telling me about what he has to do at the Billionaire Club and we have dinner, then he does whatever he wants to my body. That is what I always envisioned how our lives would be—in complete happiness. There isn't any doubt in my mind that he loves me. I can't live without him, and I know he can't live without me. The fact that he's actually giving me a choice says a lot, because the old Snow didn't give me choices. He's not perfect, but he's trying and that's what truly matters.

I want him in my life, and I never stopped loving him.

I scrub my skin raw and watch the blood swirl on the tiles. Once I step out of the shower, I dry myself off with a cotton towel, then I put on a robe, tie the sash, and I head to the living room. My father is looking out of the window as he and Snow speak about him becoming the CEO of the Billionaire Club next month.

I lean in the archway, clearing my throat.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" I say to Snow.

My father looks between us and goes into the kitchen.

I stare at Snow as he walks up to me, placing a strand of hair behind my ear.

"What is it, Blue?"

"Thank you for rescuing me from Carter and Revi and including me in your plan for revenge. It means a lot to me."

He cups my face, and my cheeks flush, butterflies dancing in my stomach.

"I'm sorry. I fucked up. And you shouldn't come second to anything in my life. I chose revenge over you, but now I'm choosing to put you first. Always. You have my word, Blue. I promise to inform you of everything and to never keep secrets from you. I'm sorry I chose to exact revenge on you, and I'm sorry I chose my revenge on my father over you. You didn't deserve my wrath from the beginning. I should have believed you when you told me you didn't do any drugs."

I slip my fingers into his pocket and grab my wedding and engagement rings, sliding them on my finger. "I want to stay married to you, Snow. I want to work this out."

"I wasn't going to let you get a divorce. I wasn't going to sign any papers. We would have to just live separate lives until you decided to take me back."

I shake my head because that part hasn't changed about him, and I never would want him to give up on us. I love my obsessive, stalker husband.

"I know your intention wasn't to hurt me, Snow."

He grabs me by the nape of my neck and kisses me deeply, and I kiss him back. His kiss is filled with so much love and passion, my heart melts.

"I love you, Snow."

"I fucking inhale you. Every fiber of your being. I'm obsessed with you. What I feel for you is far deeper than love." He grabs my hand, leads me upstairs to our bedroom, and removes my robe. Grabbing some zip ties, he slaps them around my wrists, then he secures a gag around my face.

"I'm going to fuck you until you can't handle it anymore, my wife."

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

I nod my head, tasting the rubber ball in my mouth.

He lays me on my back and slides inside of me, keeping his promise by fucking me until we're both out of breath.