Chapter 214: Snake
Gwendolyn’s POV
When Gwendolyn had decided that Vivian Rose had to die, she had not felt fear or hesitation the way that some people often said they did.
All that she had felt upon deciding the demise of another human being was a sense of peace and more than a little excitement. In all honesty, strangulation had not been her first pick when it came to ending the other woman’s miserable existence.
Her initial plan had been to have the woman stabbed to death. To have the unsightly body that she had used to steal Gwendolyn’s man filled with holes until it was no longer recognizable as human. She had wanted blood and guts everywhere, and had salivated at the thought of Ryan having to see his little slut in such a state. When the idea of strangling Vivian had come to her, she had liked it because of how intimate it was. But she had still not been completely been sold on it.
Then she had felt Bryce’s monstrous hands around her throat, had struggled for air until she’d seen spots in her eyes, fear seeping in despite knowing that the man would not kill her. All thoughts of Vivian Rose being stabbed to death had fled her mind completely when she had felt that primal fear. When Bryce had let her go and she had been able to breathe again, she’d found herself positively in love with the idea of strangulation.
That was the best form of death for Vivian Rose. She would be terrified but unable to scream, weak and helpless, with the last thing that she would ever see being Bryce, a man that she had cared about at some point in her life.
It was wonderful.
Gwendolyn’s only regret with the whole thing was that she would not get to be there to witness it firsthand. To ensure that no matter what happened she would not get caught, she would have to make due with hearing a second hand account of Vivian Rose’s death.
It was almost disappointing. But she knew that when he finally did it, Bryce would be unable to stop bragging and she would be a captive audience.
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"Tell me again how you are going to do it," They had just finished having sex, and despite it being as underwhelming as she was used to when it came to Bryce, Gwendolyn was in a good mood.
Her naked body uncovered. She scratched lightly at his biceps, batting her eyelashes at him in a way that she knew men found irresistible. Proving her right, Bryce chuckled lightly.
"First, I am going to toss her around until she is just one giant bruise. Who knows, it might even help her lose a bit of weight before she meets her demise. It would definitely help her fit her casket," The two of them burst into laughter at that. Gwendolyn smacked his arm playfully. Despite being an idiot, Bryce was refreshingly vicious.
"When you strangle her, are you going to restrain her hands or will you let her keep trying to fight you?" Taking a moment, Bryce let out a little whistle, then he shook his head.
"No, I don’t think that I will let her go. I will definitely be restraining her,"
"But wouldn’t it be great to let her know just how powerless she is against all of your might?" Gwendolyn asked, The bruises around her throat were even more pronounced now that they were truly healing. Were she anyone else they would have been ugly. But she had been careful to put on makeup that went well with them. Making it seem as though she had not only done her face, but that she had taken some time to add a bit of flair to her neck as well.
Tilting her head so that the bruises were more visible to Bryce, she smiled at him. " Just imagine, it would be one final show of domination from you to her. You would be letting her know that no matter how hard she tries, she can never escape you," Bryce’s eyes darkened at that, and Gwendolyn knew she had him.
"You are right, I won’t restrain her, I will let her think that she actually thinks she has a chance against me. It will be fun feeling all of the strength leaving her," Gwendolyn laughed, she was sure he was right. It would be fun, but for her it would be even more fun. Dying people tended to fight back, with her hands free, Vivian Rose would definitely get some of Bryce’s DNA beneath her fingernails.
Sure she’d help him escape after the fact. But she would use the DNA that the police would no doubt collect as a leash to keep him in his place. It would be a very effective leash.
Right now, he thought of himself as the big bad wolf. She would enjoy turning him into nothing more than her lap dog.
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"After you’ve killed her, you’ll come with me right?" Gwendolyn asked, making sure to keep her voice soft. Bryce nodded.
"Sure thing sweetheart, I would rather be globe-trotting than stuck in this dump of a city anyways. People are always in need of personal trainers, I can make a living anywhere. Besides, a pretty thing like you, you need a big strong man like me to protect you. The world can be very dangerous," Gwendolyn smiled sweetly at him.
The fool really had no idea.
Once he killed Vivian Rose and broke Ryan’s heart. She was going to tear him apart from the inside out. Sure, he would only be doing what she had set him up to do in the first place. But it just did not sit right with her that such a useless man had not only gotten to sample her, but that he would also be doing something that would hurt her Ryan. Call her messy and crazy, but that was her view on things and she would not be changing it for anything.