Any Means Necessary

by Lila Herron

To my fellow fat babes who wish they could see themselves in the books they read. You’re hot. This is your main character moment.

The idea that Liam is more attractive than Lexie in any way is laughable. But there’s no need to correct her. From what I’ve seen, Lexie is very comfortable in her generously voluptuous body. As she should.

“Sometimes it’s better to observe quietly. Don’t mistake my silence for disinterest.”

“Wanting to fuck you has nothing to do with whether or not I like you.”

“I want to bury myself in those gorgeous tits of yours while I pound into your pussy until I’m balls deep and you’re screaming my name.” He’s inching closer. “Yes, I want to fuck you.”

I can’t seem to keep my eyes off of her. Since we’ve met, Lexie’s drawn me in like a moth to a fucking flame. Her energy is unapologetic and irresistible. With the way she collects admirers wherever she goes, I know I’m not the only one who feels it.

Not a distraction, she’s a devastation. A tornado of beautiful chaos determined to leave my life in ruins. And I’m nothing short of a storm chaser praying for disaster.

“Sit on my lap, Dewdrop. All the way.” Callum's gaze on me means business, his grip on my waist tightening.

“I’m heavy, I don’t want to hurt you.” My attempt to brush him off isn’t successful, and his hands take my hips firmly. “I can take you. All of you.”

“Don’t test me, Dewdrop. You’re an investment now, and I take care of what’s mine.”

“If your dick is too small to get past my ass, that’s all you had to say.”

“Give me the fucking phone, Lexie.” Before I know what I’m doing, her phone is in one of my hands and the other takes a possessive hold of her throat, pinning her against the wall. “Get on a dating app again, and I’ll leave a trail of asshats with their throats slit across the city leading to your door.” I tower over her, fury radiating from every tensed muscle. Her breath hitches against my hand on her neck, eyes glittering with satisfaction.

“You’re really hot when you’re angry.” She’s not the least bit intimidated. Instead, she’s turned on by my show of dominance.

“I want to hear everything—every moan, every gasp, every sound of pleasure. I want fucking all of it. It’s mine. I earned it.”

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’d like to devour every edible inch of you. I remember exactly how good you taste.”

“You’re lying to yourself if you think tonight was a fluke or a fleeting moment. What happened on that desk wasn’t the end for us, Dewdrop. It was only the beginning.”

“You didn’t take me seriously the first time. I’m sure you won’t make that mistake again.” He drags the knife across Eric’s neck in an agonizingly slow, controlled movement. The skin slices easily under the sharp edge. “Get on a dating app again, I’ll kill every man who thinks they have a chance with you. You’ll watch as I split them open from ear to ear.”

“I don’t know how I can make this any more clear to you. You’re mine, Lexie. No one else gets to have you.” His fury ripples in waves beneath his cold, calm exterior. “Understand?”

“Yes.”

Lexie has me, and she has no idea. She’s taken me without even trying, without meaning to. But she doesn’t want me, doesn’t need me. That’s going to change, it has to. Because I need her to need me.

I’m going to own her; mind, body and soul. I’ll possess every part of her, the way she holds me in her sparkly manicured hand. It’s not a matter of if, just a matter of when and how.

She thinks our time in the bathroom was a one-time thing, and she can’t be more wrong. When I said I’m going to own her, I meant it. And more than just her body, I want her mind and soul too.

“Keep talking like that, and I’ll take you into the dressing room and show you exactly what fits with this beautiful body of yours.”

“For you, it’s never a waste.” The truth is heavy on my chest. I pull my eyes from the road to look at her. There they are again, those messy emotions slowly unraveling my tightly wound control. “I’ll always give you what you need, Dewdrop.”

I care about him, more than I ever thought I could. He’s become my rock, a steadying constant in the whirlwind my life has turned into. Callum doesn’t just watch, he pays attention. He knows what dress size I wear, he makes sure I’ve eaten, that I drink enough water. Callum sees me, he makes me a priority. He makes sure I’m catered to like no one has ever cared for me before. With him, I never feel like I’m asking too much, or that I even have to ask at all. He’s always there to give me exactly what I need the moment I realize I need it.

want Lexie to be mine in every sense of the word. She needs to come to me without persuasion. That just means I have to work harder to get past these commitment issue of hers.

My pretty pink nurse, so fucking stubborn.

“I’d never smother your spark, Lexie. I like your fire. I don’t want to control you, you’re perfect just the way you are.” Like the fucking sun that gives life to everything under its rays. And I’m a selfish bastard addicted to her warmth.

“You will never have to settle for anything less than everything.” And I’m determined to give her just that. There’s nothing I won’t do for this woman. “Tell me what you want, what you need. I won’t stop until the whole world is at your feet.”

Callum Russo is the most attentive, patient, and generous man I’ve ever met. He gives with both hands without expecting anything from me in return. With Callum, I know that when his eyes are on me he’s not just looking. He sees me like no one ever has. He’s completely changed my life past the point of no return—just like he wanted. Callum Russo is a man of his word.

He’s also calculated, controlling, and lethal. He always finds a way to get what he wants, even if it means playing dirty. And I love him anyway.

“There really is no getting rid of you. Is there?” The teasing edge in her tone gives me hope.

“Never.” My voice resonates deeply. “You can’t run away from this.” My lips capture hers possessively to make my point. She responds eagerly, giving me everything in return.

“Good,” she breathes, flooding me with pure happiness. “I never liked running anyways.” Only Lexie can make me laugh like this; naked, vulnerable, an...

“You got a new tattoo?”

And it’s pink. My eyes flash to his in surprise. He’s watching me carefully, his eyes intent on my face as I step closer. “It’s beautiful. What kind of flower is it?” I ask curiously.

“It’s a dewdrop.”

“You’ve been mine since you signed the contract. But I’ve been yours from the moment you demanded to see my ID. That ink sealed your fate and now this ink seals mine.”

“You’re it for me, Lexie. You’re permanently etched into my heart, and onto my skin. Piece by piece, you’ve stripped away my control and tore through every one of my walls. There are no masks with you, there never have been. You’re my everything, and I’ll stop at nothing to give you the world.”

“I love you, Dewdrop.”

Keeping my palm over his heart, my other arm goes around his neck to pull his mouth to meet mine. When our lips meet, I kiss him as deeply as his words have affected me. Passion and longing flare between us, but there’s something more—the connection of two souls anchoring to one another.

“I see you, Callum. All of you. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, and you’re all I’ll ever need. My safe place.” He’s waiting to hear the words. “I love you, Callum Russo.”