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I don’t know what pissed me off more. The fact that she wasn’t there for me, or the fact that she was cheering another guy’s name right in front of me.
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I shove her away until she falls backwards, barely catching her balance.
“We need to fix that. I volunteer, mademoiselle.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be with Nicole?”
“I’m supposed to be right fucking here, Princess.”
“What you saw isn’t what it seemed,” he says in a cool tone like we’re discussing the weather. "Sure thing. I definitely didn't see you getting your dick sucked by Nicole, King." “Don't call me that.” “Isn’t that what you demand everyone to call you, King?” “Not you.”
“A war is fucking child’s play compared to you, Princess.”
“Fuck Nicole. Fuck everyone. None of them matter.”
“And I do?” I scoff. “You do.”
“No one is you, Princess.”
Our mouths aren’t meant for breathing or talking. They were made for kissing.
“Don’t come cheering for others at my game,”
“W-what?” “Don’t stand there calling another guy’s name in my fucking presence.”
“Are you obsessed with me or ...
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“Call it an obsession or foolishness or fucking madness,” he grunts, squeezing my throat. “Bu...
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“You taste.” Suck. “Like.” Suck. “Fucking sin.”
“Are you too shy to say I went down on you? That I ate you up like I’ve never eaten anything before? That I licked and bit your hot, wet pussy as you came all over my face and —”
“We can sit here and catch up on what happened on Saturday. You know, the whole part about eating you up,” he whispers so low, it’s sinful. “Do you want to know if I jacked off to your orgasm face?”
“Do you believe in fate?”
“Not really.” “Me neither, but I’m starting to.”
“Why is that?”
“I would’ve found you no matter what, Princess. It was a matt...
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Soon. No one touches what belongs to me. Astrid Clifford is already mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.
“What do you feel like being?” “Just me.”
His grin disappears. It’s only for a split second, but I notice it. I also notice how his face scrunches and his shoulders tense.
“She’s not even a good fuck.”
The words die in my throat when Levi slams his lips against mine.
“Levi King and she’s mine,”
“Keep your fucking hands off her.”
Fuck that. Fuck her trust issues. I’m done waiting for her to accept this. If I have to use force, so be it.
No one messes with what’s mine and lives to talk about it.
"Make it stop, Mum," I cry in a hoarse voice. "Make it all stop, please."
I want to kidnap her somewhere so no one gets to look at her the way I do. I want to blind my teammates so they don’t see her glowing as I do.
How dare he touch what’s already mine?
“Losing her,” I repeat with a bitter laugh. He said I lost her. Fuck him. Fuck anyone who thinks that Astrid is no longer mine.
“If you’re going to call anyone a slut, start with yourself.”
“You opened your legs for half the team and swallowed for the other half.”
“Astrid is under my protection. Mess with her and you’ll have a personal problem with me. I’ll bury you so fucking deep, you’ll pray for death instead.”
“You can be upset and angry all you want, but don’t bring another man in my presence again.” “Or what?” “I’ll end them. Every last fucking one of them.” My lips part. “You…you wouldn’t.” “Try. Me.”
*fainting*
“I dare you to fucking try me, Princess.”
“You know, it was pouring the day I lost my mum. Since then, I’ve hated rainy days. Until —” she glances at me with a strange vulnerability “—you showed me how to enjoy it again. Thank you.”
Can I be that cigarette, please?
I wish it was you who died that day, not her.”
Our calm is only a delusion to the storm.
“If you find out the reason, it’ll break you both. You’ll hate yourself, then you’ll hate her and you’ll hate the day you ever got near her, talked to her, or touched her. You’ll spiral into your speedy mode and do something reckless and impulsive, and I’ll have to get you out of it. Then you’ll have to pay your debt to me, which will give me the chance to dictate your life.”
“We were never something to be over.”
“Is this a dream or a nightmare?” “Both, Princess.”
“Stop acting like you can belong to someone else.” He grips both my hips and pulls me into him. “There hasn’t been a moment where you weren’t mine.”
“How can I win when I’ve been losing to you since the beginning, Princess?”
