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To all my girls who, on their way to their prince, lost themselves in the villain’s arms.
“The girl just lost her boyfriend. Don’t be a dick, Caden.” “Talking about dicks.” He smirks down at her. “How about I ram mine down her throat. She’s single now.”
Someone so sick shouldn’t be so beautiful.
“Billie,” Caden chuckles as he settles by my head, standing tall above me. Ethan is right next to him. “I thought you said you could take me, baby. I’m only taking your word for it.”
“Let me tell you something,” I say low. “If you kill me tonight, you’ll have the entire North Shore Crew on your ass. You won’t get away with it. And if you hurt me and let me go, I will come back with my stepbrothers and Emma. And you can be sure we’ll get you when you least expect it. You might hurt me tonight, but you won’t get out of it unscathed, either. So, if I were you, I’d just let me go before you get yourself in real trouble.”
“Honestly, great speech,” Caden says. He maintains his creepy smile when he adds, “Now get on your knees and open that pretty mouth.”
“If you want to tick dying off your list before sucking me, I’d suggest doing it right now,” he says, approaching me slowly. I walk back, only stopping when I feel metal shelves hitting my back. “Because my cock is going to be down your throat in less than a minute.”
“You’re fucking dead, Caden, I swear.” “Am I? What a great way to die,”
“Fuck,” he rasps as the tip of his dick traces my lips. “I love this look on you, little Scott. On your knees and at my mercy.”
“Bite, and there will be nothing left of you when your crew finds you. Ever had your jaw wired shut? Test me and find out.”
“Good girl. Now open for me. Show me the way I marked you.”
“I’m going to be watching this video if only to hear you beg over and over again,” he taunts. Then he does the last thing I expected. He drops his head between my legs and licks me from my entrance to my clit.
“Oh,” he laughs. “You thought I was gonna hurt you. That’s why you just lost your shit.” He runs his knuckles against my clit, making me tremble. “No, pretty girl. I’m going to make you come.”
“Huh, sucking my dick got you a bit wet, little Scott. Did you know? Let’s make it even better.”
“Why?” I rasp. “Because,” he says low, “with one video of you sucking my dick, you’ll probably not get help after this. There’s still a risk, though. Mean boys from the opposite gang made you do something you didn’t want to. People could take your side if it got leaked. But with a video of you coming apart on my tongue? I know for sure you won’t ever want anyone to see that.”
“Hey, little Scott.” His voice is soft, and I turn around, confused by the sudden change. He smiles tenderly. “Your cock-sucking skills are top-notch. Come back anytime.”
“No one’s talking to you,” Jade snarls. “Do you bite, Jade?” I tease her. “Or do you just bark like a cute little puppy?” Ethan chortles, attempting to hide it by running his hand over his mouth. “I’m going to kill the bitch,” she seethes as I smile at her.
“You came all the way to our territory. You’re risking a lot here,” I say, secretly wishing someone would jump him and kill him on the way back. “Gotta make sure nothing happens to you. A pretty girl like you walking alone at night. Who knows what kind of monsters could get you?”
“Give me your phone.” “Great,” I huff as I take it out of my pocket. “Now you want us to text and shit. Real cute.” He smirks as he grabs it from me and calls himself. “It’s to make sure you get your goodnight texts from me, you know.”
“I could do it again, you know? We’re alone in your car. I’m stronger than you. I think you’re quite irresistible in your tight little tank top. I could wrap your ponytail around my fist. I also would really, really, like to see tears in those big doe eyes of yours again.”
“See, if I wanted to have your pretty lips wrapped around my dick, I would have followed you after school and cornered you in that narrow alleyway you take to go back to your house. I’d have put you on your knees in the dirt, stuck between the wall and me, and fucked your mouth until you passed out. Then I’d have left you there, only for you to wake up alone with my cum dripping down your lips.”
“If I wanted to have your pussy, I’d have just broken into your house during the night and covered your mouth with my hand while I ripped your pajamas off your little body and bent you in half to fuck that tight cunt.”
If he’d wanted to harm or humiliate me after that night, my avoiding him wouldn’t have changed anything. He would have done it anyway. He simply didn’t want to. And for some mysterious reason, it feels oddly disappointing to realize that.
“Just let it go, baby. Show me how good I’m making you feel.”
“If you’re that desperate to come again, you just have to beg nicely,” he sniggers from behind me. “You know what?” I turn around swiftly, and before he can take a step back, my fist flies to his cheek. He stumbles back, dropping the bag and touching his cheek. “Fuck!” “Does this look like I’m desperate for you to touch me again?”
“Billie,” he teases as he straightens back up. His jaw moves from side to side as if checking it’s not broken. “You just propelled the sexual tension through the roof, baby.”
“Fuck right off to hell, Caden,” I mumble as I start the car. “Seriously.” He laughs heartily. “Can I take you with me?”
One day he got a call saying his ex-wife and kids had been in a car accident and were all dead. Two little girls, four and seven years old, gone, because his ex-wife had started dating a maniac who couldn’t control his anger. He never got to say goodbye. All he could do for closure was kill the fucker. No one ever found out. He didn’t get convicted or do time, and I think that was fate telling him it was his chance at a new life. He had nothing and no one. So, he became a boxing coach.
Lik has long stopped actively participating. He has found himself a nice hitman boyfriend who takes care of him and earns money for the both of them. They’ve moved in together, and he now goes to college with me while living his best life, trying to stay away from North Shore troubles as much as he can.
Then why do I wish he’d jump out of the ring right now and kiss me in front of the entire crowd? Why do I want him to grab my ponytail and, as he does so, claim me like the violent man I know he is?
“This, boys, has Caden King written all over it. And I’m afraid if I see you touch what’s mine again, I will have to kill every single one of you in the most sadistic way you’ve ever seen. And,” he inhales through clenched teeth, “it will be fucking bloody. Believe me.”
“Well, that’s because I haven’t fucked her yet, Matthew,” he says with a silent ‘duh’ at the end. “Maybe I’m trying to be a gentleman here,” he concludes, his hand still on my tit and his grip bruising my arm. The perfect gentleman.
Writing essays about the history of mathematics isn’t exactly my passion, but it’s something I chose. I want all chances on my side when I eventually apply to be a math teacher. It’ll happen one day. Once I’m out of this shithole of a town.
“I would literally give my left kidney to attend a North Shore party,” the first one starts again.
“You wanna come to a North Shore party, princess?” She nods and bites her lower lip. I reach into my pocket, pull out my switchblade, and press to get the blade out. “How healthy is that kidney of yours?” Her eyes practically pop out of her head as she takes a step back. “What the hell!” I cackle, throwing my head back. “Go back to your prep school.”
The feisty little thing keeps wanting to talk back and push me away when her body is so responsive to mine that it’s like it was made for me.
I decided I want Billie. At least for now, she’s my toy. Mine to torture and drive crazy. Until I’m bored with her, none of these fuckers get to approach her.
“Thank you so much for making me realize even a wicked soul like mine still has a chance at chasing love.”
“Billie and I are gonna be a thing. Didn’t you know?” “Does she know?” Elliot shakes his head at me. “Billie Scott is not your girl, Caden,” Ethan says as if I’m the craziest fucker on the planet. “Yeah, well, not right now,” I fight back. “These things take time.”
I had this sudden urge to make Billie mine since I made her come in her car, so that’s what I’m going to do. Make her mine.
I want Billie. I must have her, or I will fucking lose my mind. I don’t accept defeat. Ever.
“What I want,” he continues, “is for you to let me fuck you. Let me sink my cock into you and make you scream, baby.”
“Don’t hurt me.” “Shh. Don’t be scared, baby. I won’t hurt you.” He runs his thumb against my trembling lips before traveling all the way down my body and resting it on my panties. Right where my clit is. “Let me play just a little, and then you can reconsider if you want me to fuck you or not, okay?”
“You should leave before I get my dog to eat your face.” “My pretty face?” He plasters a hand against his chest in betrayal. “You wouldn’t dare.” “Leave, Caden,” I seethe. “I bet I can get that dog to like me. Right, doggie?” She barks at him, and he jumps back. “Just give her time. She’ll warm up to me.” He pierces his stare into mine. “Like you.”
“I personally love pancakes with just the sweet stuff on it. None of those savory bits like bacon and eggs. I just want blueberries and maple syrup. Maybe some chocolate sauce.” I ignore him, grabbing my own menu so I don’t have to gaze at him. When he realizes I truly don’t want to talk, he adds, “I hope it’ll taste as sweet as your pussy.”
“I will shout to this entire diner that you are my girlfriend and I will never touch any other girl if you admit that you wanted me earlier. That you wanted me to sink my cock into your tight pussy and fuck the living soul out of you until you meet God and realize it was me all along.”
“As long as you stop touching me, I don’t care what you do.” “Ah, no. See, that’s just not possible.” “Why?” It comes out as a genuine, soft question before I can try and make it sound violent. “Because I want to make you mine,” he says in simple honesty. “I don’t know why. It took me by surprise, because I had completely forgotten about you these last two years. Then you just showed up in our backyard like a gift from the divinities, and I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since.” “It’s been two weeks,” I whisper. “You don’t even know me. You can’t just stake your claim—” “But I
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“I like that I scare you.” The confession sounds desperately honest, and it terrifies me. “I like that you have no choice but to do exactly what I say because I’m not someone who ever takes no for an answer.”
“Go around the room, Billie. Show us how pretty you are.” I don’t think he meant the last bit, because he chuckles to himself when there’s a short silence. Everyone must be looking at him with wide eyes, but I don’t want to lift my head and see them. “What?” he insists. “She is fucking pretty. Go on, Billie. Crawl.”
“Little Scott,” he calls as I’m about to enter my car. “Didn’t I tell you you’d regret your words this morning?”
