See You Soon (Scarred Executioners #1)

by Lexie Axelson

“What are you doing here? It's dangerous here. You're not back home. We're in a warzone right now that doesn't get talked about, and you're here…getting a front-seat view of the horror that lives hidden. The things you're going to see, the evil that…” He stops, shaking his head, “You shouldn't be here. Have them transfer you to another military hospital stateside,” he snaps at the end. Just when I think he's concerned about my safety, he closes his sentence with rage. Who the heck does he think he is?

“I meant what I said. You need to transfer. You're not supposed to be here. This isn't your thing, little angel. Working in this trauma hospital is too much for you to bear. It's too dangerous.”

“Just say you want me shirtless, Ari. I thought you pride yourself on your honesty like a good little angel?”

“Cherry, if I’m your TBI…imagine how harsh of a villain I’d be in your story if things had escalated more that night.”

“You’re playing games with the devil, little angel. Are you sure you want to go to hell?”

“Your existence alone brings me to my knees, and I hate you for that. I hate that you’ve invaded every part of my mind. Before you, I was a simple man. Work, train, sleep, eat, repeat. I didn’t have to fucking worry about anybody else. I hate that ever since I’ve tasted you, all I want to do is devour the rest of you. I hate that you’re Paul’s sister because it makes it even more fucked up to want you.”

“Most of all, I fucking hate that I don’t hate you.”

“Exactly. I’m a man of my word. I won’t touch you. But I know you want me to. I know the way you tremble when I say your name. The way you blush every time you look me in the eyes. Or when you bite your bottom lip when you get so flustered around me. I promise you that if I touch you again and give in to everything I’ve thought about doing to you…you’re going to want more.”

“Ari… This is the first and only chance I’m going to give you to run away from me. I’m growing impatient. My way of fucking isn’t sweet. It isn’t nice. It isn’t soft. If you let me, I will break you, but trust me, baby, you’ll keep wanting me to, begging me to. I don’t care if this is your first time. I won’t hold your hand through it. This is who I am. I like to blend pleasure with pain and fracture boundaries.”

“Fear me now, little angel?”

“I’m going to go easy on your body this time, baby, don’t worry,”

"Next time, you won't be so lucky. I won’t hold back like I am right now, and you’ll know what I really want to do to this perfect cunt of yours.”

“Once you pull down those pants, my cock will be the first and only that will ever be inside of you. Do you understand that, Ari? If I find out any other man tries to take what’s mine, he’ll wish he hadn’t.”

“Oh baby, I think you forget that I’m the military’s most lethal trained killer…”

“Don’t worry, Ari. I’m coming back home to you, I promise you. This is a first for me…but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Don’t cry over me, baby. I won’t let you. The only time I want to see you cry is when I’m fucking you.”

What’s it look like I’m doing, little angel? I’m going to show you that the only thing that should scare you the most is me.”

“I want to see the look on your face when you’re choking on it.”

“My dirty little whore.”

“Go ahead and scream, baby. No one can hear you but me,”

“Because I want to claim every part of you, baby. I’m going to show you how much you consume me.”