Beautiful Fiend (North Shore, #1)

by Lola King

“She’s never gonna say yes to a date, though.” “When has that ever been a problem for you?” Ethan says with that seriousness of his. That’s true. I want Billie back. And what I want, I always get.

“Xi, WAllah, if you die, I’m coming to hell and bringing you right back just to kick your ass,” he says through gritted teeth.

“No, please.” A wail explodes out of my chest. I crawl in front of the sofa and grab his head, shaking him. “Don’t leave us. Xi, don’t leave us.”

“Please…” I pull back, my heart shattering into pieces and that’s when I notice it, one corner of his mouth tipping up slightly. His eyes stay closed, but he lets out a ragged whisper. “Are you in love with me or something?” “Fucking…bastard,”

“You fucking scared us, asshole.” “I’m going to kick your fucking ass when you’re better,” Lik adds. Xi smiles at all of us, but he looks at me when he talks. “I just wanted to check how much you guys love me.”

Caden: Alright, you fall asleep, little bee. I look at the text, surprised, but don’t reply anything. Caden: I’ll just be waking you up in the middle of the night with my dick in that tight pussy of yours.

“I’ve come to understand there are a few things I’m willing to respect for you. Like not making you suck my cock since it reminds you of that night. Or the fact that I could have killed Xi tonight, yet I let him off with a warning because I know he’s your family. But if there’s one thing you won’t get out of me, it’s to leave you alone. So why don’t you be a good girl for me and tell me if you prefer Italian or Japanese food?”

“Fine,” he drawls, and I can almost hear his wicked smile through the phone. “Play hard to get. I will get you anyway. Tomorrow, eight p.m., after you finish your shift. I’ll choose the food. You choose if I drag you there or you come willingly.”

Caden: 1:06 to 1:26 My Bloody Valentine.

the song is about a psycho who killed the girl’s lover so he could be with her. No, it’s because he chose the bits of the lyrics that clearly say I love you. Surely he didn’t mean it because Caden can’t possibly love. Especially not me.

I’m not sure when or how it got this bad. She haunts my thoughts, her big doe eyes always at the forefront of my mind. Her raspberry and mint scent is a need I can’t satiate.

Because once someone has seen the worst of you, they can love you for everything you are. That’s the beauty of knowing someone inside out. You can’t hide anything, not even your monsters.

“Here are the options I’m offering you. Option number one, be a good girl, pick your food, and give me a chance to be nice to you. Option number two, be a little brat, let the whole room watch you come on my fingers, and once you’ve orgasmed and you’re more compliant, you’ll pick your food and have a nice evening.”

“Fuck,” I huff. “Nothing on this menu is going to compare to the taste of you.”

“Y-you didn’t have to order all of that for me,” she says quietly, shifting awkwardly on her chair. “Little bee,” I say, peering into her eyes. “When you’re with me, you can have whatever you want. I will give you everything you wish for. Anytime. Alright?”

She is stunning tonight. It’s not just the dress; it’s the fact that I know it’s for me.

“I like seeing you at my mercy, but I don’t like seeing you upset. There’s a difference.”

“You lost a fight, little bee. Everyone needs a humbling session when they think they’re invincible. You got yours. Now get back out there. Because let me tell you something, I will keep saving and studying to leave the North Shore, and you will keep fighting. Oh, and I will also keep making you mine while you secretly enjoy it. These are facts. Don’t just get familiar with them. Accept them.”

It seems we can’t stop returning to each other’s eyes tonight. I don’t know what she sees in mine, but I’m starting to see the fire of hope lighting in hers as a proud feeling envelops me. I did that. I gave my girl hope.

How does he do it? Always getting through to me like he knows me inside out. I want to bathe in the hope he made me feel. I want to hold his hand tightly, to let him hug me, and use my body.

“Now, that’s unexpected,” he says as his poised smile settles over his lips. I hadn’t seen Jake White in over two years. He never contacted me again after the night we all thought he had died.

“Weren’t you meant to be dead?” Caden asks as a hello. He holds me closer to him as he throws a death stare at Jake. Jake takes a good look at us and lets out a small laugh. “No, I just napped for a little while.”

“The psycho has a switchblade. Remember that before you mention knowing anything about her.” Jake doesn’t lose his confidence. He smiles brightly at Caden and replies, “Nice. Do you use it on her? I tried a gun on Jamie. Highly recommend it.” Because like recognizes like, I feel Caden’s attitude changes drastically. “Oh,” he simply says, a malicious bell ringing in his tone. “I think you would love that, little bee. Wouldn’t you?” His sinful eyes come to mine, the green sparkling with excitement. He must notice the terror on my face. “We’ll start small, baby” He grins down at me. “Don’t worry.”

“Who’s making you feel good, little bee?” “Y-you…it’s you, Caden.”

“You’re gonna come on yourself, little bee. You’re gonna squirt all over my car seat, and I’m going to rub your face in it while I fuck you from behind.”

“Whose body is this?” “Yours,” I cry out. “Who fucking owns you?” “You…” “Let me hear it, baby. Give me what I need.” Need. He needs me. His thrusts are merciless. I feel them so tightly inside me that another orgasm builds in my lower belly. “You own me, Caden,” I moan. “You. Just…aah…you.”

“Scream my fucking name when you come, little whore.”

I smile, gazing at the selfie she just sent me of her and Murder. She’s got an ice cream in her hand, even though it’s cold enough outside to freeze her fingers, and Murder is trying to lick it.

I open the next picture from Billie. She’s pushing her bottom lip out, pouting as she gives the cutest puppy eyes. Murder is licking the ice cream happily.

Caden: Baby, do I tell you enough that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen? She replies right away. Little bee: What about all the ones you haven’t seen yet? What if they’re more beautiful than me? I chuckle to myself, biting my lower lip as I reply. Caden: I don’t want to see them. I’ve got everything I need.

She’s my girlfriend, my future wife, my everything.

Caden: Remember how I promised to do wicked things to you? Little bee: Yes… Caden: Meet me where the road turns into gravel in the woods. I have a game for us. Wear a skirt and no underwear. And I want your hair down too. Little bee: I’m gonna freeze to death in a skirt and nothing else. Caden: I’ll warm you up, baby. Don’t worry.

It's dangerously addictive to receive Billie Scott’s love. She doesn’t have much of it to give, and it’s a privilege that she’s chosen me to do so with.

I am now consumed by love and euphoria at knowing I will never let her go. She agrees to that now, but if she changes her mind, it won’t mean anything to me. She belongs to me forever, and there’s absolutely nothing she can do about it.

“This will be valid for everything, forever. If I’m too much, tap out.” “You’ve never done this with me before,” she points out as her body relaxes. “I’ve never done this with anyone. I don’t care if others can’t take me, but I care about you. I would rather you tell me that I’m out of control rather than realizing too late that I’ve lost you.”

“I want you. I want you, and all the dark things you like to do to me.” I press a little harder against her pussy before retreating. “I’m going to fuck you. But first, I’m going to chase you.”

“I’m in love with you, Billie.”

And I know something must be truly fucking wrong with me because I turn to the man who broke me and put me back together, and I smile. “I’m in love with you too,”

“No one knows me the way you do, Billie. From the worst to the best. You’ve seen it all, and I would never want anyone else to know.” I swallow, taking my time to digest his words. “I love it all.”

“We just fucked a few times. I wouldn’t call it a relationship. Ah, found it.” My eyes snap up only to cross gazes with a furious Caden. “Mention you guys fucking once more. Just one more time, and I will put a leash around your neck. Every time you say something I don’t like, I’ll pull hard enough for you to choke.” I gulp, the seriousness of his voice twisting my stomach. “Sorry,” I mumble. “You will be.”

Jake’s death stare practically kills me. “Don’t make me change my mind.” “About hosting us?” I smile. “About murdering you.” I cackle a genuine laugh

“I’m going to fuck you in there. Then on that kitchen counter behind me. And then in bed.” “Okay,” she breathes. “So agreeable.” I smirk against her lips. “The man I love wants to fuck me three times in a row. Who am I to say no?” She giggles against my mouth, and I want to die and come back to life. “God, Billie. I love your giggles.”

In fact, I have no doubt that Billie will be my demise. If we don’t leave this town soon, we will both be each other’s downfall.

My stomach flutters with butterflies of hope. It warms my chest and pains my heart because a part of me knows it’s just a dream. But hope is gleaming in Billie’s eyes right now, and I grin back at her. “Oh, oh, I know!” she exclaims. “We can go on the bullet train! Oh my god, that would be crazy.” Her delighted voice makes my entire body feel light. I love her, and I want nothing but the best for her.

“We’re going to do so many things together, little bee. I promise.” A small smile pulls at her lips, but her breathing is slow, and her head heavy on my chest. “Goodnight, baby. I love you.” She can’t hear me, but I like knowing I said it again. I want to repeat it until my voice is raw and she can’t stand it anymore. I love you. I love you. I love you.

“I’m here to ask for a favor.” “A favor?” “I want you to pull out of the competition.” She chuckles and takes off her gloves slowly. “If I forfeit, Killer Clover will be the winner. Not Billie.” “Not forfeit. Pull out and put in a special request to give your win to Billie.”

What do you want?” “Thirty thousand dollars.” Her answer is so fast I almost lose my breath. “Thirty—are you out of your fucking mind?” “You clearly love the girl to come all the way here and ask this. I think thirty grand will be my cheapest offer.”

“Little bitch,” I say calmly, the tone of my voice showing that I respect her for standing up to me. “I’ll get you your fucking money. Just give me a week or two.” “Take all the time you need. I’ll be here.”

Over the last year, they’ve offered me to participate in the parties organized by one of the Stoneview couples. Rich people exchanging partners and wanting a young man desperate for money to participate...how bad can it get? The money is big—twenty-five grand. I can add five thousand of my own savings to that, and Carla will let Billie back into the competition.

“How much?” I ask to double-check. “Twenty-five thousand for the whole night. Eight p.m. to six a.m. You’ll sign a non-disclosure agreement. You see nothing, hear nothing. You’ll be there for our pleasures, and that only. No safe words, no backing out.”