Assistant to the Villain by Hannah Nicole Maehrer EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Hannah Nicole Maehrer
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Evie
Five months later…
There were severed heads hanging from the ceiling again.
Evie sighed, waving to Marvin as she shut the heavy castle door behind
her and strode across the main hall, her low heels echoing off the stone
floor in tandem with her fast-beating heart.
The Villain was in a mood.
One severed head was par for the course. A regularity that Evie had
grown alarmingly accustomed to in the time she had been working here.
But three male heads dangled there now, their mouths open in a silent
scream, like they’d left this life in abject terror. And if she looked close
enough…
Ugh, one of them was missing an eyeball.
Evie scanned the floor before taking another step, hoping desperately to
avoid crushing the eyeball under her heel like she had a few weeks ago
when she’d ventured into the boss’s torture chamber to relay a message.
The scream she’d let out then was no more than a peep, but if it happened
again, she wasn’t sure she could maintain such composure. She could
handle a stray finger or even a toe, but eyeballs popped when they were
stuck under one’s foot, and that seemed to be the line Evie’s mind had
drawn in the sand.
She sniffed, walking forward. A fair one, if anyone asked me.
But it was neither here nor there. The brand of horror she came across on
the day-to-day didn’t ruffle her the way it should have. Her need for
normalcy had whittled away, bit by bit, since her employment began, but
she didn’t mind. “Normal” was for those who didn’t have the ability to
stretch their minds past the unreachable end. It was something her mother
had said throughout her childhood, and for some reason, it was the one
piece of advice Evie could not ignore.
It really couldn’t be helped in any case. She was the personal assistant to
The Villain, after all. She chuckled at the job title, imagining the ridiculous
way the employment posting would appear in a news pamphlet.
In the boss’s defense, he’d only done that last one once since she’d begun
working here. After arriving at work at her usual punctual time, she’d
crossed the office, immediately spying the corpse of a burly man sprawled
across her desk. Slashings all over his body, chunks of flesh missing.
He’d been tortured before being killed, that much was clear, and the boss
had thought to dump the man on her very organized and shiny white desk,
which was set up just outside his very large, disorganized office. She’d
never forget the look on his face when she walked in, saw the body, and
then found him leaning against his office entryway. He just stood there,
arms crossed and sharp gaze focused on her.
Ah, yes, Evie had thought. He’s testing me.
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