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“What kind of gang dealer gets traumatized for getting jumped? Happens to literally everyone.”
HAH
“Fuck right off to hell, Caden,” I mumble as I start the car. “Seriously.” He laughs heartily. “Can I take you with me?”
“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.”
“You’re both being killed tonight because you touched what belongs to me. And the unfairness in all of this is that you couldn’t have known. Fuck, I didn’t even know myself until I saw you three fuckers messing with her.”
“Snitches get stitches. And men who touch my girl get a bag on their fucking head,”
“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 always lock my window. North Shore is not a place you can trust. Psychos will sneak into your house during the night and slit your throat. Or give you a mind-blowing orgasm.
“I’ll also have the blueberry pancakes with maple syrup and some strawberries, please.” “Alright.” She writes it down. “Anything else?” “A baptism to clean my entire soul,” I mumble
“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.”
“You just keep fighting back, Billie. I’ll make you cave, eventually.” “Is that how you convince girls to be your girlfriends?” “No,” he snorts. “I don’t do girlfriends. But I’ll make an exception for you.”
I don’t say anything, because it’s not my duty to make him feel comfortable in a situation that has always been entirely his fault.
“I’m not broken,” I whisper. “You’re not important enough for that. You’re just a smudge on the canvas of my life.”
“Good,” he murmurs as he takes a step closer. “Because it doesn’t change anything. You’ll be mine, Billie. If not now, then. If not here, in this shitty town that broke us…then there
"I’m obsessed with a girl I barely know and should hate. I killed three guys because they touched her. I’m turning against my own crew for her and don’t even know her fucking middle name.
“Impossible doesn’t exist in my world. I get anything I want. And believe me, I want you.”
We might not have a dime to our names, but at least we have our souls.”
Everything will be easier for you once you accept that I want you, and I will do absolutely anything I have to do to keep you. I can give you a reason if you wish, but reason or not, you’re mine, and that’s a fact.”
But there’s a certain power in that, isn’t there? To know that I make Caden King lose his mind.
