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I kissed her softly until I felt her falling asleep, then cuddled her as much as I dared to my chest.

“I love you,” Kallie mumbled, her voice wispy with sleep.

“I might be your heart, but you’re my soul. I love you, Kallie Kohlmann.”

Chapter Forty-Six

CAIN

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are gray

You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you

Please don’t take my sunshine away.

“What? What is happening,” Darryl asked as his eyes fluttered open. “What the fuck is that song?”

I leaned against the counter and watched him squirm in the bindings, saying nothing in the dark room. The night vision goggles turned him green, which made him look better than usual. Not much could dress up that face, but it was worth the effort.

I’ll always love you and make you happy,

If you will only say the same.

But if you leave me and love another,

You’ll regret it all someday.

“Where the fuck are you?”

He jerked on the three-inch-wide leather straps I upgraded to hold the bear of a man. I wasn’t sure why Sara-Lee died for him. He had a meager worm for a dick, but I guess there was no accounting for taste.

“Show yourself, you pussy!”

I never understood why men chose that as their insult. It took far longer to make a woman scream. They healed faster from wounds, and their pussies were quite incredible with how they stretched and re-formed. The overall strength was far superior to the cock between men’s legs. But I figured it was the easiest thing to refer to, especially when he didn’t have the vocabulary to insult anyone older than four.

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are gray

You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you

Please don’t take my sunshine away.

“Shut that shit off! Ah!” Darryl roared as he sat up as much as the chest straps would allow and pulled on the leather. His arms flexed, and his chest bulged like the Hulk trying to bust the leather with sheer will alone. Unfortunately for him, this was not a movie, and he was not the monster in the room. I was.

I hit play on the remote in my hand.

“Are you afraid of the dark?” My voice flowed through the speakers.

Darryl stopped thrashing and looked around, his eyes wide as his pupils tried to find and use any little bit of light to see.

“Tell me, Darryl, did the little girls you took cry? Are you going to cry like they did?” His head twisted from side to side as I slowly walked around his body, not making a sound.

“Who the fuck are you?”

“Did they?” My voice echoed before the music started to play again.